Heroic Death System

When you open your eyes, you find yourself in an ice cave and in a state of spirit. His body, or Osali's body, was lying underneath the ice coffin, covered with ice cream.

Is something wrong? Why is he still in a state of spirit?

The original body is dead and is undergoing a live repair with an estimated repair time of 7 days.

Does that mean he'll be a scammer in seven days? Is that really okay?

[There have been several precedents in the world of death and resurrection. The resurrection gene is hidden in some human beings, and there is a possibility of resurrection within a year, provided that the body is intact. Although the odds are small, they are not unique. Such persons are known as "family members”, five of whom have appeared in the history of the Tulanian continent.

What's so amazing about it?

"How many years have I been ‘dead'? ”

[3 years.

Yes: “…”

Didn't you say there was a chance of resurrection within a year? It's been the last three years, and if it hadn't been for the system, he'd probably be dead by now. Even more amazing is that someone saved his body perfectly for three years!

You can look around, ice cream everywhere, although the spirit doesn't feel cold, you can also guess how low the temperature is here, no wonder it can be kept for so long.

At this point, a crackling footstep came out of the hole, looking up, a slim little girl in the curtain.

She was about eight or nine years old, a brown red hair casually tied behind her, wearing a fat cotton coat, a little blush, holding a stiff fish in her hand, and struggling to run towards the ice coffin.

It's a puff!

Even though he grew up, he recognized it at first sight. He floated over gently, smiling and gazing at the little girl in front of the ice coffin. Um, taller, but thinner than before.

“Dad, look.” Puffing up the fish, happy to say, "this is the fish that fell under the glacier, and we're cooking fish soup tonight. But what I left behind wasn't good. When will Dad wake up? Puffy wants to eat Daddy's fish. ”

This stupid girl, she always thought he was just asleep?

Jean-Claude reached out her translucent hand and gently touched her head.

“Pop, bring the fish. It's going down.” A low voice suddenly came from outside the hole, and a tall figure appeared in the hole. He was dressed in a black fur coat with snow chips on his shoulders and a cold face with a little melancholy and deep. The eyes were desolate, like a pool of dead water.

Shan can follow the flutter and look at Ti Fall slim and lonely, his heart is sore.

Tita picks up the fish from the pompous hand and takes her to the other stone hole.

A bonfire was raised in the cave, a pot was placed on the fire, and the water in the pot was boiled.

In a pot by the fire, there are a few stiff fish. Tito picks up one, scrapes the scales off with a knife, and then puts a piece of shredded fish into the water, like a knife noodle, facing the hot pot.

After all the fish were “late", Ti Fall and Po sat by the fire, waiting for the fish soup to cook.

Jean-Claude: Is that how you cook fish?! What about the ingredients? Where's the seasoning? Also, don't you wash it before cooking?!

After a while, the fish soup turns milky white, filling up the silk mist, looks like it can be cooked. Yet Ti Fall and Po Po are still waiting, like two sculptures, silently staring at the soup pot.

Until the water in the soup pan was spilling, Ti Fall poured the fish soup into the soup bowl and then handed it to Po Po a piece of dry bread, so the two of them took a sip of dried bread and a sip of fish soup, and the grass settled a dinner.

It's painful to see.

Isn't Tita the Prince? Even if he was hiding here to preserve his body, his living conditions wouldn't be so bad! At least two servants, right?

Looking around, there are all kinds of household items in this stone hole and two sleeping tents that have apparently been living here for a long time.

After dinner, Ti simply cleaned up, then took the plunge to the spa to wash. No entertainment at night, no communication between the two, each returning to his tent and lying in a warm duvet.

Ti Fall: “Good night, Pop. ”

Puppet: “Good night, fall. Good night, Dad. ”

There was a heavy snowfall of goose fur outside the hole, and the two fell asleep slowly in the whirring wind.

It can float by the tent for a long time...

Over the next few days, they will be able to stay with them, watch them repeat their boring lives every day, and gradually understand why they have left their homes. When the tree of the devil was sealed, they were eroded by a great deal of demons because of his death, and became half-derived demons. In order not to cause panic and disturbance, they chose to stay away from the crowd and hide in this bitter cold place.

With the exception of occasional outings to purchase items of livelihood, Ti Fall and Phuo Phuo usually do not leave Snow Mountain.

It is impossible to imagine how they can live in such an environment. For the first time he wanted to be resurrected so strongly, he never wanted to see them suffer day after day!

Easily, on the seventh day, he could stand in front of his corpse early in the morning, eagerly awaiting resurrection.

I don't know how long I waited, there was a sudden noise outside, accompanied by a chaotic fight. Jean-Claude was about to go out and the sound of the system rang at this time: [After the body has been repaired, please ask the host to gracefully scam the body.

It's not too late to put your middle finger up, it's black in front of you, instantly unconscious.

At this time, Ti Fang was under siege by a group of fierce demonic mercenaries who treated Ti Fang as the apostle of the devil and did so without mercy.

Till he carelessly defended himself, seemingly feeling no intention of killing each other, leaving them with a wound on him.

“Big Brother, there's an ice coffin in this iceberg!” A mercenary suddenly shouted this way.

MDZZ, what's the big fuss about a bite of ice coffin?

The mercenary bosses attacked whilst scolding, completely unaware of the targets they attacked, and the original indifference on their faces disappeared, replacing it with a dreadful forest cold.

But in the blink of an eye, Tita's figure disappeared from the mercenaries' sight.

In the ice cave, a mercenary walked up to the ice coffin and saw the man in the coffin, his eyes flashed with amazement. However, he did not have necrophilia. After a moment of amazement, he reached out and held the man in the ice coffin and threw him aside.

The ice coffin is made of cold jade and is worth a fortune enough to survive 30 years of hard work.

When the mercenary first saw the ice coffin, he knew they were going to send it this time. Excited by his face, he did not find the person he had just thrown on the ground, his body soft, his breath and his temperature.

While the mercenary was thinking about the future, his neck was suddenly strangled from behind.

The mercenary turned his head hard and turned to the last cold face. The mercenary's neck was broken when he heard only one click.

In Ti Falling eyes, the demon qi poured, fingers deeply pinched into the skin of the mercenary neck.

“Big Brother, Old Faye's been killed!” The holes were filled with angry shouts from mercenaries.

Ti slowly turned his head and watched as he slammed at him. The mercenary said coldly in his mouth: "Fuck you all! ”

Throw the body on his hand, draw a long sword from his waist, fall into the mercenary like a ghost, start a unilateral massacre, blood splash, surround the white cold hole wall, stained with blood stains.

However, for a moment, the ground was lying seven to eight with more than two dozen mutilated corpses, falling with a long sword dripping blood, standing straight in the flesh, eyes red, surrounded by magic, like a group of burning black flames.

A killing provoked a bloodthirsty desire. The magic on his body eroded his consciousness like finding a way in.

Till his body trembles, controlling his impending collapse of reason. Even if he became a semidemon, even if he stayed away from the world, even if he suffered alone, he did not want to lose precious memories and become a total slave to darkness.

Thinking about Sankoh is the only power that supports him today. So in any case, he can't let the magic devour him.

Shanko, Shanko...

“Tit down.” A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Coco… is resisting the fallout of magic, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

“Tit down.” The sound sounded again, as if it were right on the ear.

Ti Fall turned his head rigidly, blurred to see a figure, slowly coming from the end of the cave. Long black hair floats gently as he moves, white ice cream sprinkles from his body a little bit, like flowers in the air, once again reappearing in front of him.

Tilt's heart almost stopped suddenly and his body was all over his contracted pupils.

“Coco...” He shook his hand and carelessly touched Shanko's face.

The warm touch is so true.

“Tit down.” Jean can hold him and let him feel his full life force, "I came back. ”

Familiar aura, familiar temperature, familiar sound… Till the magic on the body, as if to feel the sudden appearance of faith in the host body, reluctantly retreating.

Ti Fall orbital fever, exhaust all your strength, hold the person in your arms tightly.

Three years later, he almost gave up hope. Unexpectedly, miracles happen at a time of despair.

“Cocoa, cocoa…” Tita kept calling his name and his voice was full of joy and vitality.

At this moment, you can suddenly feel your waist tight and look down, but you see him holding his waist, holding his head up, staring at him without blinking.

“Daddy.” Childish voice, like a kitten.

Jean-Claude pushed down and bent over to lift the bump. The resurrected body was still a little weak, but still held her steadily.

Looking at the thin tips and the puffs, you can make a dark vow: I will make you fat and white in the future!

Ti Fang lifted him up, quickly walked him into the tent and wrapped him in a bunch, then sat beside him and watched him. Until now, he still had some incredible but genuine resurrection.

On that day, he had barely closed his eyes and was constantly staring at Sankoh. Lunch and dinner are settled in the tent, which is fruit wine + dry bread. Sankoh's body took some time to regain its energy, so it did not stop Tito from taking urgent personal care of him.

At night, the three crowded together, lying in a hot blanket, a faint satisfaction and happiness haunting their hearts. It was not long before Ti Fall and Po fell asleep in Sang Co's arms.

The next day, Ti Fall woke from his dream and turned to find that the person around him was missing, his face suddenly changed and flushed out of the tent, but he saw that Shang was cooking fish soup by the fire, the intense aroma poured out his nose, warm breath, instantly dispersed the fear and cold in his heart.

In this scene, he dreamed many times, but never as true as this.

“Good morning.” Jean-Claude stood up to greet him and gave him a soft embrace.

“Good morning.” Till the whole person is floating, compared to yesterday's grim gloom, it is judged by two people.

“Good morning.” Puffing his head out of the tent, looking at the boiling soup pan, he couldn't help but smoke his nose, his eyes wet, a "so hungry" look.

“Go wash up and eat soon.” Jean-Claude pushed the tweezer down, indicating that he was taking a flutter to comb.

Ti dropped his hand to lift the plunge and held Shang Co's waist in one hand, ready to take them together to the hot spring belt.

“You guys should go. I'm still cooking soup. ”

“It won't take long.” Tita won't let Jean-Claude out of his sight anyway.

The three of them came to the hot spring and could brush their teeth and wash their faces. Ti fell beside them and cleaned himself while watching them wash.

After washing, your fingers are flexible enough to braid two beautiful braids. He pounced by the hot spring for half a day, then smiled happily.

Daddy's braids are so much better than falling! In the future, the fluttering hair belongs to Daddy, never let it fall again!

Pushing Sankoh's sleeves, he also followed him back to the cave.

The fish soup can be served well and milled into powder with snowy mountain-specific grass leaves, making several soft pieces of grass cake.

Restricted to limited materials, no more food can be made. But these are already delicious for people who are used to dark dishes. See how happy and sour they are eating.

What kind of life have they had these past few years?

Over the next time, Ti Fall and Po Po are almost as good leg hangings as ever. Nor does it bother you that the first thing to do is to go down the hill and go to the town to buy living goods and food.

Ti Fall looks desolate, but he actually has a lot of savings on hand. Some were robbed by black eating, some by rare products, and others were “picked up” on the way. However, the basic needs are satisfactory, despite the remoteness of the area, the scarcity of supplies and the limited variety of items available.

Ti Fall has always been a privileged child, saying that he is a life idiot can't be overdone. And puffy mentality is incomplete, nothing but selling adorable. Bullshit, I'll get dressed myself!

It is a miracle that the two of them were able to live healthy to this day.

It doesn't matter, now that he's back, he won't let them go on with their self-mutilation like monks!