I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Chapter 80

Fulilian led the way.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally saw a small wooden house.

"Great."

Firen saw the small wooden house and heard Fulilian say:

"It seems that someone is cleaning this small house regularly."

Arrived in front of the small house.

But Furen heard a voice, "It seems that there is someone inside."

"Did someone come first?"

Someone seemed to be breathing softly in the house.

"Anyway, go in first, otherwise you will be frozen into an ice stick."

Flilian said, and opened the door directly.

I saw a strong man with light green hair in the house, who was doing squats up and down. He was only wearing a pair of samurai pants, and his strong muscles on his upper body could show a huge sense of power.

The key is that he can see that he also has a pair of elf ears.

[Wow~ Elf! ]

[Male elf! ]

[Such a strong male elf! ]

[Fufu, your kind~]

'Huh! '

'Huh! ’

‘Huh! ’

“…” After Fulilian opened the door, she looked at the people inside in silence.

“Very good, very good.” The man in the room was exercising, sweat dripping from his forehead, and he shouted, “It’s warm!”

Phelan poked his head over and saw the scene in the room.

The elf man continued to squat up and down.

‘Huh! ’

The man who was squatting turned his head and saw the two girls outside the door.

‘Huh! ’

Fulilian opened the door and bowed her head to greet, “Excuse me.”

She just raised her foot to go in.

Beside her, Phelan grabbed her collar and slammed the door shut.

“Ms. Fulilian.” Phelan stood in front of the door and said to Fulilian firmly, “This is not possible.”

“Let’s find another place.”

The man in the room didn’t look like a good person.

The most important thing is that he is still an elf!

"Hey," Fulilian didn't understand, "Why?"

"Because there's a pervert in there!"

We must not let Ms. Fulilian get into danger!

[Hahaha, there's a pervert in the house. ]

[Philen: He doesn't look normal. ]

[Haha, the way Fat Lun's mother protects her daughter is so serious! ]

There was a door opening behind them.

"It's too much to call him a pervert." The elf man opened the door and stood in front of it, saying to everyone.

Philen looked up and down at the man, with a strong body.

"Let's go, Ms. Fulilian." Philen pulled Fulilian and walked into the snow.

"Hmm?" The elf man seemed to have discovered something and hurriedly stopped them, "Wait."

"Are you an elf?"

The elf man obviously discovered Fulilian, and he was also an elf.

Fulilian stopped immediately and looked back at him.

[Oh my god, Fat Lun's mother is very vigilant for a reason. 】

【He is also an elf who survived the massacre. He seems to be quite powerful. 】

Screen switching.

Inside the room.

Fulilian stood in front of the fireplace, warming her hands by the fire, and the warmth drove away the coldness on her body.

"I haven't seen my kind for about three hundred years." The elf man hung up the lights in the house and sighed, "I thought the elves were extinct."

Flilian comfortably warmed herself by the fire and responded, "Me too."

【When fellow villagers meet, their eyes are filled with tears. 】

The elf man thanked Philen, "Girl, thank you for your fire, too."

At this time, Philen was holding a blanket and covering the unconscious Hugh Tark.

"You're welcome..." Philen was a little surprised that the elf man was so polite and didn't seem as hateful as she imagined.

"I'm lucky to meet a magician." The elf man sighed, stretched out his hand and grasped the pendant on his chest, "Thanks to the goddess' guidance."

He introduced himself to Fulilian and the other two,

"I came here from the Shiweier Mountains."

"But my fire was lost in the blizzard."

"I was squatting in this freezing hut before."

[You are naked, do you really feel cold? ]

[You are so strong, can't you make fire by drilling wood? ]

"So that's it." Fulilian turned her head and looked at him.

"I don't quite understand..." Philen stood beside Hugh Tark and spoke in confusion.

The elf man smiled and introduced to them: "I am the monk Kraft."

Hearing his introduction, Fulilian said:

"I am the magician Fulilian."

"I am also a magician, my name is Philen." Philen said politely, turning his head to look at the unconscious man next to him, "He is the warrior Mr. Hugh Tark."

Knowing the situation.

Monk Kraft understood their destination, "You are going to the place where the souls rest..."

"Go toA journey to heaven."

"You are so pious." Monk Kraft sighed, picking up the clothes beside him and preparing to put them on.

Flillian's eyes were calm, her head was wrapped in a light blue scarf, and her eyes seemed distant: "I am half-believing and half-doubting anyway."

At this time.

"Ms. Flillian. "Phelan noticed that Hugh Tark's condition was not right, "Mr. Hugh Tark's body temperature..."

The scene changed.

Hugh Tark took off his coat and wore the most basic underwear. He was in a very warm place.

Warm and comfortable...

Hugh Tark felt this way.

And... such a big cup of special giant berry ice cream...

What happened to him...

The giant berry ice cream even had the figure of Aize.

[He is really obsessed with this ice cream, hhh]

[The warrior has already got there first.]

"I remember it was in a blizzard..." Hugh Tark gradually regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes.

Lying in the arms of the monk Kraft.

Hugh Tark looked around and found that he was lying in a wooden house. He also saw a man lying next to him. At this time, he was still dull for a moment.

'Huh?'

He turned around and prepared to continue sleeping.

Closed his eyes.

"Huh? ? "Hugh Tark seemed to sense something was wrong.

The next second.

Hugh Tark's expression was panicked, "Who is this uncle! ?"

While yelling, he fell to the floor.

The music also became naughty.

"It's so noisy..." Fulilian and Philen were sleeping soundly together under the blanket.

Monk Kraft turned over, "I used my body temperature to warm you up."

"What's your attitude?"

Hugh Tark heard this adjective, "Body temperature..."