Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 738: What year is this eve
The Fire Festival is over.
After the carnival, the only thing left is loneliness.
With drunkenness and smiles on their faces, the villagers supported each other staggeringly, and returned to their homes, sat by the warm fireplace, stretched out their hands to warm the fire, and enjoyed the warm time with their families.
There is only one girl, still standing there, looking out of the town all the time.
Old John didn't bother the girl, he just wore a thick fur coat and waited quietly by the side.
I don't know how long it took, but the night is getting darker.
There was a bit of coldness between the eyebrows, revealing a bone-chilling chill.
Yvette slowly stretched out her hand, but saw a crystal snowflake falling on her palm.
The last snow of this year, falling like a goose feather, seems to be seeing off the man who has gone away. The time spent together in the past few months is now gradually disappearing in the cold wind blowing in the face. into the north wind.
The north wind carried heavy snow with goose feathers, making the already cold weather even colder.
"Go back, Yvette."
Old John really couldn't bear to let his granddaughter suffer, so he walked over with hesitant steps, and softly persuaded: "He doesn't belong here, and he will leave sooner or later."
Yvette bowed her head deeply, her hands were purple from the cold, tears fell down her cheeks, her white teeth bit her lips tightly, and she spoke in a very soft voice with a hint of trembling. Said: "I...know...Grandpa..."
Girls have been sensible since childhood, and have always been.
She is very aware of Grandpa's concerns, and also understands that Luka will not stay here, but she is just not reconciled.
Until the end... didn't say that sentence.
"I... like him..."
Yvette turned around and threw herself into the old man's arms, tears bursting like floods, sobbing and whispering: "Grandpa...I like Luca...but why...why is he... Don't let me say it...even if I refuse..."
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The man walked through the snowstorm and walked in the mountains all night without sleep.
At dawn, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared, covering the entire mountain top with golden brilliance.
But it's a pity.
Even fairyland has nothing to do with him, he just wants to find the nearest human gathering place.
If he continues in this direction, he will probably become a purebred savage in less than ten days and half a month.
Given his physique, although he would not starve to death or freeze to death, his image would be lost.
"If I knew it, I should have asked old John for a map." Looking at the boundless mountains, the man couldn't help but feel a headache: "God bless, don't let me get lost, I don't want to be Savage."
But since you have already left, it would be too embarrassing to go back.
The man shook his head with a wry smile, randomly chose a direction that looked pleasing to the eye, and started to run wildly with all his strength.
As the saying goes: It is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain.
But it seems that it doesn't work for the man. I saw him going down the mountain at lightning speed, completely ignoring the steepness of the road, like an earth dragon rolling in the thick snow, setting off a wind that is tens of feet long dragon.
In less than half an hour, the man rushed down from the hundreds of meters high mountain.
Ahead is a snow-covered forest. Wan Lai is silent without a single sound. After the heavy snow, all creatures fall into a deep sleep.
If you are an experienced old hunter, you will definitely not trespass into the forest just after heavy snowfall, because it is easy to encounter fierce beasts that come out to hunt, especially brown bears, which like to come out to hunt after heavy snowfall , to hoard more fat to survive the severe winter.
The man was walking in the forest, and the sun was gradually setting.
It has been two days since he left the town, and now he has not had a drop of water, let alone any food, and his stomach is inevitably gurgling.
Just as the man was worrying whether he would eat snow or grass tonight, a loud noise interrupted him.
"Roar——"
There was only a roar of a beast, and layers of snow on the branches shook off.
Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, a wild bear standing upright two meters high, covered with brown hair, with sticky saliva dripping between its teeth, the eyes of the beast are full of killing and violence, and it is upright Staring at the humans ahead.
The two-meter-tall brown bear is definitely the overlord of the forest.
Just those sharp claws and fleshy palms that reflect the cold light can kill most carbon-based creatures with a single slap, at least with broken tendons and bones.
In the cold winter in northern Europe, food is quite scarce.
Being able to meet human beings in the forest is like a delicacy from heaven for brown bears who have been hungry for half a winter.
Just by smelling the human breath, this huge brown bear was hooked. After a roar, it rushed towards the man.
The smelly saliva was splashed, and the brown bear's huge body ran like a land tank. The nearby branches kept shaking off the snow. Turn around and run on the spot.
It's a pity that men are not included in the ranks of 'ordinary people'.
After all...
It's not just brown bears that need food.
The brown bear's eyes were full of confusion, and with its IQ, it couldn't understand why the human in front of it didn't run away, but it still rushed towards the man resolutely, lured by the glutton and hunger in its belly.
In the cognition of the brown bear, there is no creature that can resist one of its collisions.
This is an ancient memory engraved in the genes, and of course it can also be understood as a hunting instinct.
But the next moment, the brown bear suddenly stopped in front of the man.
As if when a tank was moving forward at full speed, the strong impact it carried stopped abruptly, shaking the snow up to one meter thick on the ground, and the snow stirred up by the air wave rushed into the air, emitting a thunderous and dull sound ring.
The man forcibly stopped the brown bear's charge with only one hand.
But his arm, which was as white as jade, was covered with orbital red lines at this moment, like a special tattoo formed by the blood seeping out of the skin after boiling.
"Sorry..."
The man lowered his eyes and said softly: "The law of the jungle is the law of nature."
Then the words fell, the blue light swallowed in the palm, piercing the brown bear's head like a sharp arrow, bursting out a mixture of white and red substances.
"Dinner is settled..." The man heaved a sigh of relief, and gathered a blue sword in his hand.
Swish, Swish, Swish...
Three times, five times and two times, skinned and boned, a brown bear was dismembered, and then a bonfire was built and roasted on it.
After a full meal, the man took a short rest for half an hour, got up and continued walking in one direction.
This walk, until noon the next day, finally allowed him to see the town.
But...the problem is.
He didn't know if he should call the pile of dilapidated ruins 'town'.
From the collapsed ruins, one can vaguely see the breath of the town in the past, but now it has become a purgatory on earth, full of people like walking corpses, there is no hope for life in their eyes, only Ashen despair.
The man came to a desperate man, leaned down and asked, "What happened here?"
The desperate man didn't answer him, but just stared at the distant street with a dead face, and then his pupils trembled violently, as if he saw something terrible, he screamed and started to flee in a panic, and he went into the ruins desperately inside.
Boom boom boom...
The loud noise from the steel tracks drew the man's attention.
I saw a group of soldiers wearing steel helmets and holding rifles, following the steel monster-like tanks, with their chests raised and their toes high, walking through the ruined streets of the town. Wanton killing the crowd on the way~IndoMTL.com~A black flag is flying on the tank.
Accompanied by the howling and screaming of the crowd, the slanted **** printed on the black flag trembled in the howling cold wind.
The man's pupils narrowed slightly, and he fixed on the slanted **** on the black flag, and a feeling of deja vu came to his heart.
Swastika Flag......
Hitler...
German Army...
World War II...
Countless fragments of memory fragments frantically flashed in his mind, and then became a word.
That is a term that makes the whole world terrified, the whole of Europe trembles, and countless creatures fear, and the meaning of the translation of this word is that the iron hooves trample on the entire European continent-the Communist Party!
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