Chapter 2217 London Popsicle

Ron was probably the second human being in the world to see London icicles with his own eyes.

Huge and crystal-clear ice enveloped the entire city, from bottom to top straight into the sky. As for the damage on that side, it made it a little more asymmetrical.

Of course, Ron saw it, but right now he didn't have much leeway to appreciate the magnificent beauty of the city of icicles. Because he only felt that he might really be dying soon.

I don't know what is going on with the airflow controlled by the dead wind, it seems to contain a kind of corrosive power against the soul. With this little power, it definitely doesn't have much effect on demons, but for an ordinary wizard like Ron, the full contact along the way alone has caused him great pain.

At this moment, when the death wind of the living corpse finally landed in front of the city of London and sucked away the airflow surrounding Ron, Ron immediately collapsed limply all over.

Seeing this, Sifeng couldn't help but raised his right foot and gently touched his calf, and said casually:

"How? Not dead yet?"

Ron heard this sentence, but he didn't have the strength to answer at the moment, he could only lie on the ground and gasped for breath, to show that at least he still had breath.

It seemed that it was confirmed that Ron would not really die here, and Sifeng felt relieved, but he was not in a hurry to drag the half-dead Ron to meet his master. He just looked around and saw that the living corpses around him were still wandering back and forth according to the established route, and then nodded slightly.

The inner suburbs of the southern district are his territory, and he certainly doesn't want anything to go wrong in his territory - the master sometimes walks on his side when entering and leaving the city, especially since the rather powerful human witch came last time. After that, the number of times the owner came in and out from here was obviously more.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the entrance of the city.

It can be seen that the hole dug out by the witch on the ice wall that was originally frozen into a wall has now become a serious passage similar to a city gate. Go straight through this tall and spacious passage, and you will be able to walk directly to the square in front of the master's palace.

There is no doubt about the importance of this entrance, so Sifeng, who was trusted by the master and entrusted with the important task of guarding the main entrance, even felt very proud and proud.

However, he soon left his eyes at the main entrance and glanced around there. Obviously, what he wanted to check was not the entrance to the passage, but something else.

Suddenly,

Sifeng, who seemed to have noticed something, suddenly raised his head and looked over the door opening. Immediately afterwards, he saw a thin figure silently appearing from the blue-white ice wall, and after a light leap, it landed firmly on the road in front of the main entrance passage with a "click" superior.

"Death Wind, come back so soon? Didn't you 'return' under the hands of the devil?"

Seeing the thin figure walking briskly towards him while talking in a strange tone, Sifeng felt a little uncomfortable.

It's not that living corpses don't have emotions, it's just that except for some negative and extreme emotions, most of them are lacking, so they often appear a little cold. But for some reason, after hearing the words of the other party, Sifeng felt a little uncomfortable—this guy’s human language is not as good as his own, but his wisdom is not worse than his own, and he may, probably, maybe even better than himself. Be stronger.

Just like now, this guy's words are very jerky, but they are mixed with some cleverness, and the words are a little more ironic.

As for the word "return", there is nothing surprising - there is no such thing as death among the living corpses, because they are just corpses, even if they are defeated, they are just "returning" to a corpse again. Even under that leaden cloud cover, as long as the remains are intact enough, they are likely to "live" again after a period of time.

Of course, when the time comes, they will only be able to return to the most ordinary living corpses again, and even their memories will be largely incomplete, or even completely disappeared. For each individual, the difference between death and human death is actually not as huge as it appears on the surface.

Thus, the word "return" is probably the most vitriolic swearing against the living corpse at present.

However, facing the words of the guy in front of him, Sifeng didn't feel much resentment except for being a little unhappy. After glaring at the other party fiercely, he waved at the guy and said:

"Bing Leng, you continue to guard here for a while. After I send this 'Mr. Weasley' to the master, I will come back and ask you to change the guard."

Since Sifeng, who was originally in charge of the territory outside the "main gate", went out to perform tasks, it is natural that other high-level living corpses should be guarded here. Although the fellow named "Bing Leng" in front of him has a poisonous mouth, his strength should not be underestimated, and now that the city of London is shrouded in icicles, this guy can show his strength even more.

Before Dead Wind went out to perform the mission, the other party was in charge of guarding the huge gap in the north, which shows that the master also recognized his combat ability.

So Sifeng's idea is actually very simple, the person recognized by the master is his companion. And with your companions, naturally there is no need to worry too much.

"Well, the master is in the hall."

That "Bing Leng" nodded, and didn't ridicule him any more, but just looked at the human who collapsed at the feet of Sifeng with some curiosity, and then curled his lips.

"The weak."

Having said that, Bing Leng obviously didn't know what task the master had sent to Death Wind, so he didn't care too much about Ron's weak strength. Just after saying something disdainfully, he waved his hand at the dead wind and said:

"Go quickly! The master must have known about your return, don't delay the master's time—maybe the master will go out again soon!"

"That's right," Sifeng nodded immediately after hearing the words, "I can't let the master wait for me...Hey, Weasley, get up quickly! You've almost rested, it's time to go to the city."

That's what Sifeng said, but with this little effort, how can Ron recover. But under the urging of the other party, he didn't dare to continue lying on his stomach and pretending to be dead, so he could only push himself up and get up from the ground. Just looking at his swaying appearance, I am afraid that he will fall down again if a gust of wind blows.

Waves of nausea were rising from Ron's soul, and his whole body was limp and weak, which made him groan secretly in his heart.

But now, he finally had the experience to raise his head and take a look at the city of London that he should be familiar with.

"Uh...huh? What a big popsicle!"

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