Chapter 1132: The Resurrection of the Terracotta Figurines
(Girls' Literature)
Listening to Qin Yu's words, the ice qilin's eyes were lonely, and his arrogant head was lowered.
The longer it lives, the more afraid it is of death, but is it possible to live if it doesn't want to die?
At the beginning, it relied on the pure cold qi in the ice sculpture to barely maintain it for thousands of years, and the primordial spirit was immortal. If Qin Yu and the others don't come and wake it up, the ice sculpture is still there, and it can indeed last for another hundred years or so. But now, the ice sculpture has shattered, it has also woken up from its slumber, and the consumption of the primordial spirit has increased exponentially, and in its current state, it is enough to hold on for another ten years.
The material of the ice sculpture is not ordinary ice, but a whole piece of cryolite, which is also fused with the inner pill of the ice qilin, and it is because of this large piece of cryocrystal, and the powerful ice system of its ice unicorn, that there is this small-scale snow area. Now that the energy of the inner dan in the ice sculpture has been consumed, the energy of the cryolite is also very little, without the cryolite, the cold of this small snowy area will gradually decline, and its primordial spirit will also accelerate the depletion, and finally disappear in the space.
"Well, forget it."
Qin Yu suddenly removed the ice and fire cage, turned his back, and waved his hand helplessly: "You go, go out through that door, and you will be free." β
"Let's go?" The Ice Qilin's little head suddenly froze, it had survived here for thousands of years, and it had long regarded this place as its home. Where else can it go without this? Without its body, and without the nourishment of ice and snow, it may not even live for a month.
Zhen Wenwen was in a hurry, hurriedly ran over, and asked Qin Yu loudly: "Is your head in water?" This is the primordial god of the ice unicorn, there may be only such a thing left in the world, you let it go? If Ningshuang knew, he wouldn't have to divorce you? β
"Gentle, I know that Ning Frost is the best ice-type cultivator, and I also know that she is very eager to have an ice-type sword spirit. However, the Ice Qilin is the most noble and pure, and it is the greatest insult to grasp its primordial spirit as a sword spirit. β
Qin Yu waved his hand undoubtedly: "You don't have to say anything, I'd rather let it fend for itself than let it survive in secret." β
The ice qilin suddenly had a great impression of Qin Yu, and couldn't help but raise his head, feeling a little moved in his heart. You see, it's the same person, why is the gap between people so big? Alas, if only I could meet you while I was alive? I wouldn't have come to this point if I said anything. Alas!
Zhen Wenrou became even more angry, and said angrily: "What's wrong with being a sword spirit?" To be a sword spirit is to steal a living? Look at my little nine, if it weren't for me, it would still be a six-headed worm, and it's only been a few days, and it has evolved into nine heads. Follow me, have you wronged it? β
Bing Qilin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he felt that there seemed to be no humiliation in being a sword spirit, the key was not only to survive, but also to improve the strength of the Yuan Shen. If it's a coincidence, maybe you can regain your peak abilities, and maybe you can be resurrected.
"Alright, you don't have to say anything, I've made up my mind. I'd rather let my Frost wife hate me for the rest of my life, and I would never force the noble and pure Ice Qilin. β
Qin Yu pushed Zhen Wenrou aside and said to the Ice Qilin, "Open this door, and we will go our separate ways." β
"That...... Actually, when the sword spirit ...... It's not a shameful thing either......"
Before Bing Qilin's words were finished, he was interrupted by Qin Yu: "No, you don't have to be reluctant, I won't be strong." Moreover, you are so noble, just like the goddess of ice and jade, it is the greatest blasphemy against you to let you be a sword spirit. I would never allow that to happen. β
The ice qilin cried, I don't want to die, I want to be a sword spirit, why don't you agree? But he is noble and holy, and he is still a goddess, so that the ice unicorn can't be fired.
"Get out of the way, I'll open the door for you." The Ice Qilin stood up and slowly walked to the frozen hole, but it kept blending into the ice.
After about a few seconds, the ice gradually shrank, and within half a minute, the ice disappeared, leaving only the ice qilin, and walked to the side lonely: "Let's go." β
"Thank you!" Qin Yu pulled Bai Yuetong and strode over.
Zhen Wenrou squatted down in front of the ice unicorn and whispered, "Hey, you don't really want to open it, do you?" It's better to die than to live, not to mention, follow my little sister, you will definitely not be aggrieved. β
Bing Qilin said bitterly: "I don't want to die either, but people don't want to, can I still follow with a dead face?" Forget it, just die, it's not like you haven't died anyway? β
"Silly, naΓ―ve!"
Zhen gently poked its head and said hatefully: "Who are you angry with?" Your life is your own, if even the original god is gone, do you think you still have a chance to be resurrected? β
"But what can I do? He doesn't want me either. The ice unicorn cried aggrieved, and the tears fell down like ice beans. It was as if Qin Yu had abandoned it in a mess and abandoned it.
Zhen said gently and triumphantly: "Do you know how I became his wife?" It's just one word, stalking, rotten ......"
"Ahem, that's like four words."
"Don't interrupt, I'm not done yet." Zhen gently lowered her head and said mysteriously, "One word, it's sticky, you follow him wherever he goes, if he doesn't agree, you won't let him sleep, he has no rut, he will naturally take you to his little wife." β
"Be his little wife's sword spirit?" The ice qilin was a little unhappy, as if it was going to be Qin Yu's little wife.
Zhen Wenrou's face was full of jealousy, and she pouted: "His little wife is prettier than me, gentler and more considerate than me, if he hadn't saved me, I wouldn't want to admit it." Forget it, are you going to go or not? β
"Let's go, I've wanted to go with you for a long time."
"Then what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and chase it."
"Oh, good!"
The ice qilin ran much faster than Zhen Wenrou, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Leaving Zhen Wenrou to eat and laugh badly in the back, laughing so much that her stomach hurts.
What an ice unicorn, it's too simple and easy to deceive. Now, I finally have a gift to repay the frost, and Qin Yu, how can you thank me? Hehe, it's good to do it once tonight, but this time, it's going to last at least ten hours.
Qin Yu didn't know the tragic fate tonight, and together with Bai Yuetong, he quickly walked through the passage. At the end of the passage, a large space appears.
The length and width of this space are more than two thousand meters long, and the height is tens of meters, and the dome is inlaid with night pearls and various glowing gemstones, like stars, dotted among them. Under the illumination of these night pearls and gems, the scene in this imperial palace was unobstructed, and even Bai Yuetong, who was familiar with the layout here, was stunned.
The wide space was surrounded by lifelike warriors, dressed in full armor and neatly arranged in a phalanx, with a solemn aura. Among them, there are dozens of chariots, and the horses pulling the chariots are not ordinary horses, but a kind of nightmare beast with a pitch-black body and horns on its head.
Further inside, there is an altar more than ten meters high, the altar is about 100 square meters, and the eight corners are inlaid with fist-sized pearls, which illuminate the altar clearly. In the center of the altar, there is a pitch-black coffin, in which the First Emperor lies if nothing else, and the sword he used to fight in all directions, the Soul Eater Sword.
"Wait a minute!" Bai Yuetong grabbed Qin Yu and solemnly admonished: "Be sure to hold your breath and don't touch anything." Remember, remember! β
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."
As soon as Qin Yu was about to pass, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps from the opposite side, and as soon as he looked over, he saw Death and the others, running out of a passage with a disgraced face. As a thunderbolt fell, a big bird with wings spread and feet of ten meters rushed out of the passage, a sharp and angry chirp, and the electric sparks around its body flashed, suddenly releasing hundreds of thunderbolts, covering hundreds of square meters, enveloping the god of death and others.
No way? Although this big bird seems to be powerful, the power of this thunder is much weaker than that little purple electric mink, can it be that the god of death can't even put it on the table?
Sure enough, the big bird's attack is thunder and rain, which seems to be very powerful, but the actual power is not strong, not even half of the little purple electric mink. The Grim Reaper and the others easily avoided it, or crushed the thunder with their attacks, but they didn't care about attacking the big bird, but rushed to the direction of the altar, as if there was some terrifying existence behind them.
But at this moment, countless dense clicking sounds came out, and at the moment when the Grim Reaper and the others were stunned, the clay warriors around them, the clay pottery on the surface of their bodies shattered one after another, revealing the Predator who had turned into a dry corpse inside.
"Roar!" Hundreds of corpse warriors opened their eyes at the same time, and a roar of rage came out of their mouths, and they immediately rolled up the dust, and the momentum was overwhelming, and they fiercely waved the war in their hands towards the Grim Reaper, Bai Ji, and the newly promoted members of the Twelve Zodiac Signs around them.
Caught off guard, two members of the zodiac sign were stabbed to death by Zhan Ge on the spot, while Grim Reaper and Bai Ji barely dodged this round of attacks, and the others were angry.
In terms of individual strength, these dry corpses are not even as good as the weakest of the twelve constellations, but they cooperate tacitly, and they separate these people as soon as they come up, and the strength that bursts out, even if they are as strong as death, must be afraid of three points.
What's more, the real threat is yet to come.
At the same time as they were surrounded by a herd of dried corpses, a purple demon beast that was even bigger than an elephant came out of the hole and roared angrily at the god of death and the others. The big mouth opened, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and with its roar, a huge thunderbolt as thick as a bucket fell, blasting one of the twelve constellations to slag on the spot, and even a dozen dried corpses around him were torn apart by the thunder.
Looking at this purple demon beast that looked like a giant tiger, as well as the familiar figure riding on it, Qin Yu was dumbfounded. Lu Qionghua? Why did she come too? And what was that thing she was riding? How does it look familiar?
When he saw the huge monster beast's swaying fluffy tail, his eyes suddenly widened, this was like a purple electric mink magnified dozens of times. Nima, this can't be the little dot lying on her chest, right?