An hour later, Qin Jun opened his weak eyes, he didn't have a trace of strength in his whole body, he relied on perseverance, and clenched the lucky bag in his right hand.

The lucky bag suddenly brightened up, emitting a soft light, and then the lucky bag exerted its might, took Qin Jun out of the cold pool, and put him on the bank of the cold pool.

Qin Jun always maintained a posture of meditating with his knees crossed.

After returning to the shore, Qin Jun put down the blessing bag, he closed his eyes, and meditated to repair.

The cold poison has been completed, and he needs to mobilize most of the spiritual power in his body to suppress the cold poison, so that he can control the spiritual power not to exceed the standard, so as to achieve the goal of not being promoted.

This is just a way to maintain balance, if one day the cold poison worsens, or the spiritual power increases greatly, no matter which side is out of balance, it will be a catastrophe for him.

He can only use the spiritual power in his body in the days to come, so as not to cause the balance in his body to be broken, which will lead to a crisis.

After meditating and resting for a while, Qin Jun opened his eyes.

In fact, his heart is very chaotic now, not because of the lack of his soul, nor because of the cold poison that was introduced into his body just now.

It's because of Phil.

His communicator was turned off, and the soul contract was unilaterally lost, and Fei'er must be in a hurry.

Therefore, even when he meditated to draw cold qi into his body, or when he meditated on the shore of the cold pool to recover his strength, all he thought about in his heart was Ming Fei.

Regaining a trace of strength, Qin Jun didn't care about putting on clothes, and immediately took the communicator and turned it on.

The communicator has no signal.

Only then did he remember that the top cave** was a place to block any signal.

The Divine Sense can't be searched here, and the Space Mirror can't be used.

No signal can be sent.

He hurriedly got dressed, clutched the communicator in his hand, and walked out with an unsteady pace.

The temperature here is extremely low, and coupled with the cold poison on his body, he is like a patient without temperature.

In the past, Qin Jun's hands were dry and warm, and Ming Fei liked to be held in his arms every time he had a menstrual affair, and his big hands covered her lower abdomen to help her warm her belly.

However, such a scenario will not be repeated in the future.

Because Qin Jun is infected with cold poison, his body temperature will no longer be as warm as ordinary people, but will always be low.

Fortunately, it was he who dared to introduce the cold into the body, if he was an ordinary person, the medium of the body could not withstand the ravages of the cold, and he would have exploded and died.

Xiongbatian has long known that his apprentice is not ordinary, although a small cold poison will make the apprentice suffer, but it will definitely not let him lose his life.

Although Xiongbatian is very determined, he will inevitably be worried.

Qin Jun walked out of the cave and saw the stars in the sky.

He was in a hurry.

If he didn't show up so late, Fei'er must be in a hurry.

Without thinking, he quickened his pace.

But at this moment, his deep eyes showed a look of horror.

The brain is empty, and I can't think at all.

He walked briskly over to the figure that had climbed to the top of the mountain.

Phil's clothes were stained red with blood spilling from the pores of her body.

She was still crawling forward one by one.

Qin Jun yelled: "Fei'er......"

He knelt beside her, his skeletal hands trembling, not knowing where to touch the bloodied Fei'er.

Ming Fei's mental strength is strong, but her physical body is weak, she is mentally sober, but the pain has paralyzed her nerves, making her feel illusory.

Now when she hears her man's voice calling for her, she thinks it's a hallucination.

She raised her eyes, and the corners of her blood-stained lips outlined a smile, and said, "Is it an illusion? Changqing, is it you?"

"Fei'er, it's me, I'm evergreen, your evergreen, you...... What's wrong with you?" A huge fear swept through Qin Jun's heart, and he had no way to touch the treasure he had spoiled on the tip of his heart.