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"You mean these sheepskins all come from Jotunheimen?"

Twenty thousand Abyss sheepskins made even An Xuefeng stunned. His first reaction was to pull Bingyi into his arms and examine him carefully, for fear that he would be induced by the butterfly to be affected by the Abyss without his knowledge. , deep into the primordial abyss. At that moment, An Xuefeng thought of countless terrifying possibilities. Fortunately, none of the assumptions that made him break out in a cold sweat were right.

"Yes, the frost giants held a banquet in Mount Jotunheimen and killed all the headless abyss sheep in that crack."

Bingyi felt An Xuefeng's anxious and panicked mood, patted his arm and comforted him: "I only said that these sheepskins are useful for shipbuilding, so they gave me all the skins."

"So that's it."

An Xuefeng frowned. It wasn't until the hand on Bingyi's chest felt his regular and strong heartbeat, and the power fluctuations of the butterfly fragments were almost non-existent, that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This kind of sheepskin is a good thing. Since If you say that, then I’m really squandering it.”

"Just now was just now, now is now."

Bingyi laughed teasingly, put his hands on An Xuefeng's shoulders, stood up staggeringly, and flexed his wrists: "You don't have to be so nervous. I told you that you were not fully prepared this time to go down to the primitive abyss. What happened over there at the volcanic ruins is also something you don't know." I know, there’s no time to sneak down.”

"Yes."

An Xuefeng sighed and said frankly: "But I still don't worry."

He straightened up and helped Bing put on a cashmere sweater, and lifted Bingyi's silver-white hair that turned fiery red into a bundle. Perhaps due to the influence of the sun, Bingyi's hair is a bit long. It's inconvenient for him to move now, and it's more troublesome to get dressed. An Xuefeng simply gave him a braid. On the seventh day of the journey, there was a fierce battle in the wind, frost, rain and snow. That is to say, Yu Hehui and Tong Hege had clean clothes to change because their belly spaces could hold a lot of supplies.

"Are you worried that I will be affected by the butterfly fragments accumulated in my heart? Hey... I'll take care of that."

Bingyi calmly enjoyed An Xuefeng's service, until it was time to put on something small, but decided to do it himself.

"right."

An Xuefeng turned his back, hearing the rustling sounds behind him and the occasional bumps, and his mind wandered a little: "You have always been cautious, and you should have been more vigilant about things parasitic in your body."

Bingyi was so cautious. Under the premise that he had lost his memory and didn't know that the butterfly fragment was left to him by his family, he should have tried to get it out as soon as he realized there was something in his chest, just like Bingyi did in the Sahara. It's like transferring a butterfly fragment from an ancient oasis to a vampire knife. As a result, after losing his memory since the competition, he has adapted well to the butterfly fragment and has no idea of ​​removing it. In addition, during this journey, he frequently came into contact with abyssal creatures. An Xuefeng had to worry about whether the butterfly fragment had subtly affected him. his thoughts.

"Indeed, these fragments...wait."

Bingyi rarely got dressed in a hurry, his limbs were still too stiff, and when he moved, it was as if he was adapting to the newly grown limbs. After tinkering with a small piece for a long time, he couldn't put it on properly, and in fact, the loose pigtails fell apart again. , the thick slightly curly hair fell down and got entangled with the tour guide's hood, making it even more difficult for Bingyi to move. When he kicked his legs too hard, he knocked his foot to the ground with a clang. His strength was a bit unbalanced, and the heat of the sun was everywhere. His foot was fine. , he burned through the heat-insulating mat at the bottom of the tent, and the flames suddenly rose, and soon it was burning brightly.

"how--"

An Xuefeng sensed something was wrong and turned around to see Bingyi, who was all messy and wrapped in a cloak, with one white leg stretched across the burning heat mat, and the burning flames almost surrounded half of his body. An Xuefeng's scalp went numb instantly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately grabbed Bingyi's ankles, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rescued the person from the fire. Then he found that the ankles in his hands were even hotter than the flames, and the clay puppet's My hands were burned with several blisters.

"The power is still a bit unbalanced."

Bing Yi coughed lightly and didn't say much. He gathered his strength and huddled on the edge of the tent to watch An Xuefeng put out the fire. He packed away the coke-burnt insulation mat and a bunch of things that couldn't be seen as they were before, and put away the burned holes. The tent was briefly repaired with rainproof fabric to prevent wind leakage, and the sleeping bag was laid out again and again, and then he was picked up and placed on the sleeping bag again.

This time Bingyi no longer planned to do it himself. He obediently asked An Xuefeng to help him put on all his clothes. After taking a look at his face, he found that An Xuefeng was not angry. The original anxiety and worry were gone. A little laugh.

"why are you laughing."

Bingyi asked depressedly, a little unhappy.

“I discovered that the power of the Nordic sun is very strong.”

An Xuefeng said happily, leaning over to grab Bingyi's wrist: "When the power of the sun dominates, the butterfly fragments in your body are basically no longer active, just like an insect sealed in amber."

"Perhaps the active and reborn sun restrains abyssal creatures."

It turned out that An Xuefeng was happy because of this. Bingyi raised his eyebrows, took out another piece of sheepskin and felt it carefully, and found that it was indeed the case. Originally, the butterfly fragments in his chest would always flutter when he smelled the rich aroma of abyssal mutton, but now the meat aroma on the sheepskin was still mellow. Bingyi could also feel hungry, but the butterfly fragments did not react at all, as if they were sleeping peacefully.

"Strength and restraint are one thing."

After obtaining consent, An Xuefeng lifted the hem of Bingyi's cashmere sweater, reached in with one hand, and pressed his fingertips on his chest. He felt that Bingyi's originally smooth and flexible skin had become a little harder, as if the flesh and blood flames under the skin had crystallized, and even the chest was as hard as a pomegranate seed. He tried to pour some Phoenix Fire into Bingyi's body, and after a circle, he understood.

"The sun does not absolutely restrain the abyss, it can also be polluted."

An Xuefeng retracted his hand and carefully tidied Bingyi's clothes: "Some people I know, they also have the title of sun."

Just like Feihong Captain Qi Lecheng, it is the domestic sunbird three-legged golden crow. Judging from the historical accumulation, the number of believers, and the number of myths, the strength of the three-legged golden crow is stronger than the Nordic sun, but Qi Lecheng's resistance to butterfly fragment pollution is far less than that of Bingyi now.

"The Nordic sun has no consciousness of its own." After hearing what An Xuefeng said, Bingyi understood: "Those with consciousness are more likely to be polluted by the abyss?" "That's right." As if the heavy stone pressing on his heart had finally been removed, An Xuefeng was very happy. He rolled up the ends of Bingyi's hair that reflected the color of the sun's fire with his fingers and combed his hair again: "Many times, the mind and soul are more easily polluted than the body." Illusions, auditory hallucinations, endless mumbling and screaming can greatly destroy a person's mind and spirit. Once the spirit sinks, the body can no longer resist the invasion of pollution. But the Nordic sun is a huge flame crystal. It has no consciousness, no eyes or ears, and will not be disturbed by the spirit. If the abyss wants to pollute it, it can only use the most basic energy to immerse it. The density of the giant flame crystal is very large, and the sun itself can also be regarded as restraining the pollution of the abyss. The speed of this invasion will be very slow. The effect on Bingyi is that the butterfly fragments on his chest fell into a state similar to dormancy after being wrapped in the body of the "sun". "Then I must master the power of the sun as soon as possible." Bing Yi understood. His body was now filled with the power of the Nordic sun, which made his flesh and blood almost crystallized. This was because he had not yet mastered the power completely. When he completely dominated the power of the Nordic sun, he could naturally choose to crystallize the flesh and blood in a certain area of ​​his body. This would not affect his actions and would keep the butterfly fragments in a dormant state. "Yes, with the sheepskin you provided, I will take Miao Fangfei and the others into the Old Day Dream. I will come back immediately after solving the problem of resurrecting relatives as soon as possible." An Xuefeng said seriously: "Let Michael become your sun god today." "Okay." Bing Yi responded: "During the time you go to the Old Day Dream, I will let Fenrir Wolf take me to tour the Nordic world." The sun god must exist, and the more recognition from many creatures in the Nordic world, the better. In this cold and freezing situation, the sun will pass by and bring a little light and warmth, which can easily gain the devout faith of the desperate Nordic natives. The two of them quickly finalized today's itinerary in a few words, and then Bingyi held An Xuefeng's arm and walked out of the tent steadily, visiting a circle of excited travelers and old friend B1. Just as Bingyi expected, in the wolf winter, the sun itself brings endless warmth and light to people. Miao Fangfei and others were completely attracted by him, staring at him without blinking, with red cheeks and sweating profusely. B1, who was in the state of undead, was even more excited after hugging Bingyi, and almost fainted from heatstroke in the warm and brilliant smile of the sun.

For the safety of the lives of the travelers and old friends, this meeting ended hastily, and Bingyi left with regret. Everyone accompanied him to the cave entrance. Fenrir Wolf has been loyally guarding not far away. Bingyi whistled and heard its excited wolf howl in response. Dragon Hunter and Fang Hunter also came with Fenrir Wolf.

"Director Bing, be careful, pay attention to safety!"

"Don't worry, hunters will follow me."

Bing Yi smiled and waved goodbye to Miao Fangfei and others, and summoned the Japanese car from the Lost Paradise. The two Pegasus and the aging sun were left in the Lost Paradise, and the Dragon Hunter helped to harness the Japanese car to the Fenrir Wolf. The three of them sat in the car, and Fenrir Wolf howled in the sound of wind and snow, and his muscles under the snow-white wolf fur were tense. He pulled the Japanese car and ran towards the vast and dark frozen world. The heavy snow turned into a group of wolves chasing after the Japanese car, just like the big wolf that was about to devour the sun in the myth.

On the eve of Ragnarok, the Nordic sun made its last visit to this frozen land.

"Has all the milk pollution been scraped off? Doesn't it do you any good?"

In the Japanese car, Bing Yi chatted with the Dragon Hunter and the Tooth Hunter with interest, and was concerned about their recovery of strength. But soon he noticed that the Tooth Hunter was a little agitated compared to usual, and the Dragon Hunter was a little absent-minded when he spoke.

Could it be that the influence of the pollution has not been eliminated? Bingyi frowned. These two were his angel-killing generals. At least Fang Hunter was very skilled in dealing with angels, so he couldn't let them do anything. Thinking of the discussion he had just had with An Xuefeng about the sun's suppression of the pollution in the abyss, Bingyi didn't hesitate and grabbed the wrists of Dragon Hunter and Fang Hunter one by one, but he didn't expect them to react violently.

"What are you doing!"

Fang Hunter's pupils shrank suddenly, and in an instant they turned into the vertical pupils of a dragon, trying to break free from Bingyi's grip. But Bingyi used the power of the sun to add weight to himself, and the primitive terrifying weight of the sun made Fang Hunter's wrists crackle, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

"Don't move, let me see."

Bingyi said seriously, seeing his violent reaction, he really felt that there was still pollution in the tooth hunter's body, and wanted to drive it away carefully. Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, the back-tooth hunter became even more irritable, opening and closing his mouth, and finally couldn't help but burst out: "If you stay away from us as long as the sun is gone, nothing will happen!"

The fang hunter spoke without hesitation: "I'm a lizard... No, I'm a dragon. A dragon that likes to sleep in dark and damp caves! Look at the dragon hunter. He's also a dreamer. Do you think he still has dreams now? !”

"Ah this."

The surprised Bingyi followed his hand and pointed towards the dragon hunter, who saw the dragon hunter smile awkwardly at him, and whispered respectfully: "It's okay, you can still daydream..."

"Shit!"

The fang hunter was not as coddled as the dragon hunter. After he let go, he immediately slipped out of the sun carriage and flew onto the back of Fenrir Wolf. Even if he was riding a wolf in the ice and snow, he refused to ride in the warm sun carriage again. I was distressed to find that my already short hair had been burnt by Bingyi, and if I shaved it off, it would become a short haircut!

Sun, don’t get involved!