let go of my anne

Chen Senran once thought that one of the most stupid things in this world is that when you encounter problems in your life that you cannot stop and cannot solve, you should open your mouth and shout.

Chen Senran has seen countless people shouting at his gunpoint, calling mother, Allah, God, Tathagata Buddha. He used to think that was too weak. In Chen Senran's world, if someone points a gun at his head , he will definitely cut off that person's hand.

But when the footprints on the ground began to scatter, and when the face of the Demacian covered in frost appeared in front of him, he felt that he might really lose something right away, without knowing it, Like those times when those who lost their lives in the instant of shouting.

He suddenly began to understand those who had shouted at his gunpoint, he was not really better than them, it was just that he hadn't met the real thing he cared enough about.

At this moment, right now, he really didn't dare and couldn't overlap little Annie's face with those damn frosts, he was really afraid of losing.

So he started to shout desperately. He stood at the entrance of that damned hole, shouting Annie's name all over the sky, shouting so that the whole world was trembling, but there was no, any, response.

So he is going to continue to do the second thing that he once thought was extremely stupid, that is to run, aimlessly, just like those who used to do their best to avoid the targets he was chasing and killing, running like a dying struggle. Li is another synonym for weakness, and he used to always be in control.

But tonight he kept running, and he felt his own weakness again.

After exiting the deep and long corridor like an ancient tomb, there is another square, a square full of snow.

Chen Senran ignited the fire on his fingertips again, and the fire illuminated the sky and the earth.

The heavy snow in the sky is still boundless underground, and although the footprints on the ground are messy, they still spread in a straight line in the snow, and farther away are covered by heavy snow, which may be mighty and majestic statues hundreds of years ago afterimage.

He observed for a while, and concentrated the energy of the flames into his eyes so that he could see the footprints on the ground while running.

Then he started running.

He ran for a long time, the square seemed to be endlessly large, and countless hideous silhouettes whizzed by his side in the dark night.

The night was deep and the wind and snow continued. He felt as if he was running in an ancient cemetery that had been sleeping for countless years.

Just when he was about to call out Little Annie's name with the loudest voice again, he stopped, so abruptly, because he found the second person.

No, it should be an ice sculpture.

The fire light lit up on Chen Senran's fingertips again, and there was another face completely covered by frost, exactly the same as the original person.

Chen Senran waved his hand without saying a word, trying to extinguish the little flame in his hand and continue running, but the corner of his eye caught sight of a silhouette farther away.

"It's getting closer." The person who spoke was Lao Du, who had been silently following behind Chen Senran, but now pointed to the shadows farther away.

Chen Senran nodded and continued to walk forward while holding the flame in his hand. More and more ice sculptures appeared one after another, and many ice sculptures fell side by side.

That said, the peloton is around the corner.

The corners of Chen Senran's eyes twitched. While checking, he was extremely afraid that Little Annie's little face would appear in his field of vision.

In the blink of an eye, the number of people has increased to more than 500 in total, and Chen Senran has not found any trace of Little Annie.

This made him clenched his fists involuntarily. Although little Annie might be fine for the time being, obviously, the deeper she went, the more dangerous she would be.

Another point is, in what form is the curse cast on people? So far, he has not seen one who can speak. The first one he saw before is probably the best. , he probably wanted to report to Chen Senran when he went back, but it was a pity that he didn't make it to the end.Judging from that person's situation, this curse should firstly use a mental attack to disintegrate the person's consciousness, and finally use an incredible materialized energy to freeze the whole person.

Chen Senran felt a little overbearing of that energy before, which almost made him suffocate.

Fortunately, so far, he has not felt any discomfort.

The number of ice sculptures has come to an end, and the remaining 400 people are not here.

They went further inside.

more inside...

Chen Senran raised the light of fire on his fingertips. Farther away, there was a huge silhouette like a giant statue. Behind the silhouette was a deep shadow like the sea. The statue was most likely to be that Frost The statue of the queen, and the shadow should be the main palace structure.

The strong wind blew even tighter, swaying the light of fire on Chen Senran's fingertips.

"Did you hear that?" Old Du suddenly asked.

Chen Senran frowned, carefully distinguishing possible abnormalities in the violent wind.

Then, he heard... the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The sound made his pupils constrict, because it meant that someone was fighting the Demacians.

The attacker who could appear here... is it the queen's ghost guard, or the queen herself?

Chen Senran didn't care about thinking so much anymore, in a flash, he had already extinguished the flame at his fingertips, and the energy of the flame was fully activated, rushing towards the place that might have infinite terror like a bolt of lightning.

The seemingly long distance, under Chen Senran's full sprint, was almost in front of his eyes in just one breath, and the sound of metal and iron clashing was already clearly ringing in his ears.

The dark night vision cultivated by years of killer career also allowed Chen Senran to roughly see the situation on the field.

The curse of the Frost Queen has spread here. There are about dozens of ice sculptures scattered on the ground, and even more are Demacian soldiers who are fighting with their swords and have not yet fallen.

However, the enemies they were fighting with couldn't be seen clearly because of the darkness, and they could only be roughly distinguished by their outlines as humanoid creatures.

But these are not the focus of Chen Senran's attention at the moment. His eyes are constantly looking in the chaotic crowd. He only wants to see little Annie. He believes that as long as the tiniest silhouette, or even a gentle breath, he can recognize.

It's just that, unfortunately, Chen Senran searched for three times but couldn't find that petite figure.

He suspected that his intuition was wrong. He wanted to shout, but the vigilant Demacians discovered it first. While fighting those unknown enemies, they shouted in Chen Senran's direction: "Who?"

Someone has already pointed the long sword in Chen Senran's face. The sharp killing intent forced Chen Senran to light up the fire on his fingertips. He looked at the Demacians who were still fighting. Say, "It's me."

When the fire was lit, Chen Senran subconsciously looked around again, no, no her.

No little Annie.

There were, but the razor-sharp faces of the Demacians and the faces of the enemies whose swords met theirs.

No, it seems that there is no face.

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This chapter has been completely revised and I am satisfied.