The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

If you encounter robbers, it is safe to be targeted.

Luo Ci guessed in her heart that the ice and snow elk ran fast and should be able to escape smoothly. She seemed unable to beat the robbers.

Chirp, which no one can see, silently lay on her lap, it held the little paw protruding from nowhere, it will protect Cici well!

The witch's residence was relatively far away, and the snow and ice elk did not dare to drive too fast, so as not to be cold to her, so they couldn't reach her on the first night.

It snowed heavily at night, forming a mini-blizzard that blocked the view and the elk gradually lost their way.

Luo Ci used her cloak to block the blizzard and tried to see the surroundings clearly. The sled suddenly trembled, probably because it hit an obstacle. The sudden collision caused the base to rise into the air. She held on to the handrail tightly to prevent it from falling.

The ice and snow elk are very nervous with their eyes wide open. They are products of ice and snow, and they don't hurt much. They can be put back together if they fall apart, but the little master can't. If they fall, the master will be unhappy.

She thought that the sled probably fell to the ground, but an invisible force controlled the sled to stabilize little by little, and finally fell to the ground slowly.

Luo Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and the hair balls on her legs also relaxed from their tense state.

It must be an adult!

The ice and snow elk were driving forward slowly, trying to identify obstacles under their feet, so as not to disturb the little master again.

One of them suddenly became more interested, "There is light ahead!"

Another followed, "We can settle down there."

They were worried that there would be no place to sleep at night, and the little master would definitely not be able to bear it. Now they have found a place to sleep.

Getting closer, Luo Ci tightly gripped her cloak and got off the sled. She knocked on the wooden door and asked, "Can I stay overnight?"

Her voice trembled a little, her nose was red from the cold, the hot air she exhaled quickly turned into a cold white mist, and the blizzard was howling, almost swallowing her words.

But the owner of the house still heard it, he opened the door, very politely, motioned her to go in.

Luo Ci carried the basket and entered the house together with the two ice and snow elk, while the sleigh was left outside.

Firewood is burning in the fireplace, which is very warm and bright.

Only then did she see clearly the appearance of the owner in the house. He looked a little older than Luo Ci, and his appearance was not very prominent, but his pair of ice blue eyes were exceptionally beautiful, as clear as crystal, with some tiny rays of light.

She was startled, those eyes were so familiar.

His facial features did not match his eyes.

Luo Ci thanked him, "Thank you for taking me in."

The boy nodded slightly and did not speak. He pointed to the hot vegetable bone soup that was burning on the stove, as if to warm her body.

And as if she was not allowed to refuse at all, let her sit at the table, and started to fill the bowl with soup.

The soup tasted very strong, with a few shiitake mushrooms floating on it. He filled a bowl full of soup and put it in front of her.

Luo Ci thanked him again, "Thank you! Don't you want to drink?"

The boy shook his head and just looked at her silently.

She was no longer polite, and slowly picked up a spoon to drink the soup. She also took out bread from the wooden basket and ate it with the soup.

In fact, she doesn't trust others so easily, but she has an inexplicable certainty in her heart that the other party will not harm herself.

The boy stared at her with ice-blue beautiful eyes for a while, then he turned around and went to the water tank filled with water, and stretched out his hand silently.

The slender hands are somewhat mutilated now, some fingers have lost part of their flesh and bones, the exposed joints are made of wood, and there are even a few holes in the palm, which looks ugly and terrifying.

He had been hiding it before, so she didn't see it.

He scooped up a ladle of water with a wooden ladle, silently stretched his hands in, and the fingers of both hands returned to their original state, intact.

After dealing with it, the boy sat across from Luo Ci, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

After Luo Ci drank the hot soup, her whole body felt warm, and the chill she had endured in the snow before had completely faded away.

She knew that the owner of the hut probably couldn't speak, so she didn't mention it, so she thought for a while and asked, "Do you know witches?"

Although they were looking for a witch and they had a sheepskin map, no one knew whether the witch would be willing to help, or what gift they needed to give her.

It's always right to ask now.

The reason why he asked him was because the owner of the hut saw the obviously abnormal ice and snow elk, but he was not curious at all, as if he was accustomed to this situation.

She guessed he should know.

The boy stared at her for a moment, took out a pen and paper, and wrote on it, "What are you doing with the witch?"

He doesn't seem to be very good at using a pen, and writes slowly, but his handwriting is very neat.

Luo Ci did her best to pay attention to what he was writing, but she didn't notice that his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain.

She quickly replied, "The people in our town have become ice sculptures, and I have to find a way to turn them back."

The boy's eyelashes trembled, he pursed his lips, and continued writing, "Do you blame the person who turned them into ice sculptures?"

My heart slowly became tense, uneasy, but eager to get her answer.

Luo Ci felt that he was very close, so she didn't hide it much.

She shook her head, "I don't complain." After a pause, she continued, "I know he didn't mean it."

She felt very sorry in her heart that the townspeople had turned into ice sculptures because of the Ice King, but she didn't feel any grievances in her heart, and even wanted to find him.

What's more, she has no right to complain, after all, this innocent disaster was probably caused by her, and only those innocent townspeople have the right to complain.

She can only now find a solution as soon as possible so that the townspeople can return to normal.

The boy felt a little joy in his heart, and he wrote word by word, "I can go to the witch with you, she won't agree to your request if you go alone."

Luo Ci looked at him, "Will it trouble you too much?"

He shook his head, his eyes were extremely firm.

She stared into the boy's eyes, inexplicably in a trance.

After a while, he said, "Thank you."

"What's your name? My name is Luo Ci."

She was probably the only person with an oriental name in the town.

The boy's icy blue eyes flickered for a moment, and he lowered his head to write a few words, "No name."

This time Luo Ci paid attention to his facial expression, she found that his brows were tightly wrinkled and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was in great pain.

His eyes fell back on his hand again, his fingers were tensed, and he exerted extra force.

She was startled.

Does it hurt to write?

For some reason, even though it was only the first time they met, she felt a little pain in her heart, as if she couldn't see the other party's discomfort at all.

She looked at the words he had written again, paused, and said softly, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't write. I can learn to understand your sign language."

The boy put down his pen, and his ice blue eyes softened suddenly.

In the past, it was the never-ending frost and snow, but now it is the shimmering starlight.