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Chapter 581 The Horror of Iceland (113)

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    "You want it?"

    Bingyi curled his lips when he heard this, but then turned around and left without saying a word. He was caught by the hunter in anger and confusion and pushed him down against the tree wall. Even though the barrel of the hunting gun was next to his neck, Bingyi was still helpless.  With a fearful sneer, he lowered his voice every word, like a snake hissing: "It's not a plaything that can make you come and go."

    After hearing his words, the hunter took a breath. Instead of being angered by Bingyi's harsh words, his whole body calmed down: "You are right."

    He stood up quickly, took back his hunting rifle, stretched out his hand to the man, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

    "The wolf is free, it never has a master."

    Bingda said without any shame, standing on the moral high ground and scolding the hunter for a few words, then he stopped and stood up again with his hand.  After secretly stretching his muscles, he discovered that the hunter was really strong. It seemed that although he had the disguise of a mask and a dress, his true strength (strength) could not be faked. For example, Bingyi felt that he was like a little kid in front of this hunter.  Like a chicken cub, he could lift it up with just a lift of his hand.

    "you are right."

    The hunter noticed that he was stretching his muscles and knew that his strength was unbearable for ordinary people. He might have hurt him just now, so he felt a little sorry.  After thinking for a moment, the hunter took off a necklace from his neck and gave it to him.

    "give you."

    "What's this?"

    ¡°Icelandic necklace.¡±

    The hunter said succinctly: "It is said that deep in the glacier, there will be a kind of eternal blue ice. They are the wine that the gods held a banquet under the World Tree. Odin spilled the wine into the world when he was drunk, and fell into the glacier and turned into solid ice.  Ice just use it as a pendant, I have a lot more here, take this and play with it."

    nice one!  Bingyi's emotions fluctuated, but his face remained calm. He took the blue diamond-shaped crystal tied by a rough black rope from the hunter's hand. It was very light and did not feel as cold as ice or like a gem.  It was so clear that if the hunter hadn't told others, they would probably have thought it was a piece of plastic, but Bingyi did smell the mellow aroma of wine, and suddenly became a little drunk.

    This hunter was really born in Iceland, and he can get such necklaces, which shows that he is definitely connected to the ruins of Norse mythology - he also has many necklaces?  Bingyi looked towards the hunter's neck and noticed his gaze. The hunter opened his collar in a showy manner, revealing a series of wolf fang necklaces Okay.

    Judging from the attitude revealed in his words, this hunter goes his own way and is a maverick and determined person. Even if he is not interested in mythical props, he will not care about them. Even if they are worthless wolf fangs, he loves them like treasures.

    In this case, Bingyi became more confident about the plan in his mind.

    "You really like wolves?"

    After he took the necklace, his expression softened a little. He nodded slightly and wanted to turn around and leave. As soon as the hunter's expression darkened, he saw him stop again and turn around hesitantly.

    "certainly!"

    Hearing him ask this question, the hunter felt like it was already dawn, and he was refreshed. He pulled out those wolf tooth necklaces and babbled about, "These are the deciduous teeth that the little wolf burns for four months," and "These are the baby teeth that the old wolf king lost in his old age."  "It's fangs, I sent it on its last journey" and so on. Bingyi's mind went blank when he heard it, and he looked at him with a smile on his face, approvingly.

    "So, I hope to take some photos of your wolf."

    Fortunately, the commotion at the dance party interrupted the hunter's rambling. He felt that the atmosphere was over, so he retreated and did the next best thing.

    To shoot this kind of work, one needs to track the wolf tracks for many years. In other words, he has a long time to observe and get to know the wolf.  The free and aloof wolf will not recognize any master, but it can recognize its friends.

    "If there is a chance"

    Bingyi gave Fenrir the little wolf a formal name: "The little ghost will definitely be happy to see someone who understands wolves like you."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? finds moves takes shows by saying: Little ghost, What a good name.

    The hunter clicked his tongue and sketched the appearance of the ghost wolf in his mind, but before he could continue to think about it, he heard the man in front of him change his subject: "But the chance is slim, I will probably die tonight."

    "The little ghostit's very special. It won't survive if I die."

    Bingyi smiled melancholy and hesitated: "Just now that hunter shot and killed someone, which really scared me."

    "It was a polar bear that was killed, not a human being."

    The hunter made a decisive move and frowned. He looked at the person in front of him carefully and put his fingers on the hunting rifle at his waist.  The previously harmonious and joyful atmosphere between the two of them was swept away, and became cold and condensed again.Sure enough, he turned from being moved to being angry again. He looked at him angrily but didn't dare to say anything. The hunter couldn't help but want to laugh.  There will only be one wolf king in the wolf pack, and the little ghost must be the dictatorial wolf king. If this person is not such a good-tempered person, I am afraid he will not have any soul contract with the little ghost.

    Soul contract, the hunter is a little envious.  But it was impossible for him to show it. In order to cover up the hunter's sneer, he jokingly said to the man who was hesitant to speak: "Okay, you didn't even think about your nickname in advance? I really don't know how you are alive until now.  You know how to use a gun, you should know who a polar bear is and how to shoot and kill people, you don¡¯t need me to teach you, little baby.¡±

    "Of course I know - no, I am an Icelandic horse, how could I know, I have been a real man for a long time!"

    Bingyi became angry and said, making the hunter laugh, meaningfully: "Oh - a real man."

    "Of course! My wife loves me to death, don't laugh, I have to worry about whether you will mess up my dressage!"

    "Come on, do you know what the unique steps of the Icelandic horses are? This dance step is different from those outside."

    The hunter chuckled and waved his hand casually: "Okay, you better look at yourself more. Remember, you will be called George in this costume party."

    George, what a popular name. If you pick someone out among the vast crowd in the West, there is a chance that he will be named George.  However, his words made Bingyi's heart skip a beat. He looked at him calmly, with disgust on his face: "George, you are so ordinary."

    ¡°It¡¯s ordinary, at least it won¡¯t reveal anything.¡±

    The hunter was impatient to continue talking. He also wanted to take a look at the wolf in the pet area before the dance started. As a hunter, of course he knew many secret doors leading to the outside. For example, there was one deep in the maze.  Otherwise, how could he exchange identities with him just because he didn't want this man to die or the wolf to die?

    Of course he wants to see if he can break the soul contract and abduct the wolf!

    "Don't worry, as long as you don't reveal your secret, it won't be a problem to survive today safely."

    There is something wrong in his heart, the hunter said hypocritically, and then warned him to hold on tightly: "But if you reveal your secret, even Odin will not be able to save you!"

    Although he said this, the hunter sneered in his heart. Everyone looked the same. Even if he took off the mask, his face was blank. How could this reveal anything?  How could it be revealed?

    However, a quarter of an hour later, the very satisfied hunter who went to see the wolf in private returned to the scene at the starting point of the dance. When he was choosing a dance partner, he suddenly saw the guy wearing his mask, standing in front of the dragon-horned hunter.  around!

    Does he not want to live anymore?  The hunter almost turned his nose with anger!  However, there was no time for him to give any more secret warnings.  Just one bell rang, the band's music became passionate, and the elegant and enthusiastic voice of the local Icelandic host rang again.

    "It's half past eight, and the costume party has officially begun!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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