Itchy, crispy and numb itch, like countless ants crawling on the body.

Nangong Fan slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was the familiar color of blood, and there was a faint fragrance around him, which penetrated into his heart.

There was the sound of a bird chirping in his ears, Nangong Fan's eyes were slightly confused, where is this, why does it feel a little familiar?

The tingling sensation on his body became more and more intense, as if the countless ants smelled the smell of food and devoured him as much as they could, which was unbearable.

Nangong Fan wanted to get up, but he felt like he was bound by something.

Nangong Fan contemplated and wanted to find out his divine thoughts, but his divine thoughts shrank in the sea of knowledge and did not listen to the call.

There was a faint sound of breathing around him, and there were people next to him!

The aroma came from her, and she looked like a girl.

Did you get captured alive?

But feeling the tingling itch, this is the feeling of the wound healing.

When did the orcs treat their captives so well?

There was a slight shaking around him, as if something was approaching him.

Nangong Fan wanted to avoid it, but his body was limited.

Warm jade into your arms!

Nangong Fan was sure that it was a girl who rolled into his arms.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be even more confused, what is the situation?

A murmur sounded in my ears, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

Familiar girl? Who could it be?

"Ahh Nuan Yu left her side, slightly flustered.

A face that had never been seen before appeared in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, his face was like jade, and his eyes were like the moon.

"Huh, you're awake?"

"Where am I?" Nangong Fan slowly opened his dry mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"Blood River Battalion Headquarters!"

Nangong Fan was stunned for a moment, his heart was a little messy, when did he fall into a coma, what happened? Nangong Xuehe saved him?

But the color of blood on his head was indeed somewhat similar to the tent in the Blood River where he lived. This proves that the girl is not lying.

"Didn't crush you, did you?" the girl's face was ruddy and a little shy.

Nangong Fan nodded, it seems that he is saved, forget it, don't think about it too much, it's pointless to pursue too much.

If you are saved, you will be able to escape death.

The girl tilted her head as if she was thinking about what to do next, as if she had never taken care of anyone else and had no idea what to do.

"Can you help me up a little?" Nangong Fan couldn't help but make a sound, it was too uncomfortable to lie down!

The girl hurriedly raised Nangong Fan's body and stuffed two pillows behind her back, so that Nangong Fan could lie comfortably.

Nangong Fan's vision widened.

It was bigger than the tent he had lived in, and there was a curtain at the door, but it was quite clean.

Nangong Fan's gaze froze on the conspicuous mask hanging at the door, the familiar mask, "Blood Eleven?"

The girl seemed to come back to her senses, there was some anger in her eyes, and she raised her jade hand and knocked on Nangong Fan's head, "Call Aunt Eleven." ”

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, "Aunt Eleven?"

There was a sweet smile in the girl's eyes as if she had eaten a peach, "Yes, Aunt Eleven!"

Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel that he hadn't woken up yet, and had been immersed in his imagination, how could that cold blood eleven have such a side?

Also, Aunt Eleven...... What the hell is that?

It seems that when he wakes up, the whole world is messy, and he can't keep up with the changes in this world at all.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Nangong Fan felt some pain in his brain, and he didn't have to spend too much effort to figure out what he couldn't understand.

"About ten days!" Blood Eleven waved his fist at the front of him, "I've been taking care of you for so many days. ”

Looking at Blood Eleven's rather inviting appearance, Nangong Fan couldn't help but wonder a little, "Thank you." ”

Ten days is not a long time.

"Your body was hot as fire for a while, and cold as ice for a while a few days ago, didn't you feel it?" Blood Eleven blinked and stared at Nangong Fan's pupils.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of confusion, hot as fire, he could understand the spontaneous reaction of his body when he recovered, why was it as cold as ice?

Not to mention that his physical strength in this realm has reached its peak, it can be regarded as quite fruitful, ordinary small typhoid fever cannot invade his body at all, and the big typhoid fever will not feel the slightest when he wakes up, could it be that there is no dirty thing in this world entering his body?

Nangong Fan remembered the space that was broken through at the end, and it was not impossible for him to have this possibility, and his face couldn't help but be a little ugly.

Blood Eleven sneered, his eyes sparkling, "Don't be so suspicious, there should be a bloodline awakening in your body." The physique of the two attributes of ice and fire is a bit rare!"

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, it seems that his parents are not ordinary people.

"I'll go get you some porridge to drink. As if he suddenly remembered something, Blood Eleven screamed, picked up the mask by the door and put it on his face, and hurried away.

Nangong Fan listened to the footsteps of Blood Eleven gradually pulling away, and couldn't help but feel his stomach gurgling, listening to Blood Eleven say this, he really felt a little hungry.

When Blood Eleven's footsteps couldn't be heard at all, Nangong Fan turned his head to look at the blood demon with a pensive face.

He was accustomed to observing with his divine thoughts, but suddenly he was unable to use his divine thoughts, and he felt like he was blind.

The confusion in his heart made him look at the blood demon as if asking for help, after all, this old guy was the only witness by his side, as for Ao Canglan, she was connected to her heart, and when she passed out, she almost drained the spiritual power in her body, and it would not be much better than himself.

The blood demon rolled his eyes lazily, "You do have a bloodline awakening in your body." ”

Then no matter how much Nangong Fan asked, he kept silent, revealing a contemplative expression, as if he was thinking about the unsolved mysteries of the world, and never confided half a word.

Nangong Fan shrugged helplessly, and there were bursts of heart-piercing pain that made him honest.

......

January time flies by in the blink of an eye.

This month, Nangong Fan was a little confused, Nangong Xuehe's kindness to him was beyond the limit of what he could accept.

Let Nangong Fan ask himself for a while, could it be that he is actually Nangong Xuehe's long-lost son?

He asked Nangong Xuehe, "Minister, what is my relationship with you, how can you treat me so well." But only to get a perfunctory sentence of "you will understand later".

A constant supply of the best elixirs, tireless guidance on cultivation issues.

This month, Nangong Fan also felt the blood of ice and fire mentioned by Blood Eleven more than once.

It's just that feeling, like an ice cube being baked on a fire, unspeakably uncomfortable.

Compared to the few times Nangong Fan was injured, it was even more unbearable for him, as if his entire body no longer belonged to him. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe, I felt like my body was being torn apart.

Ice and fire are not compatible, and the taste of appearing in a person's body at the same time can be imagined.

Fortunately, this feeling of ice and fire only lasted for a pillar of incense, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, no matter how Nangong Fan looked at his body and how he searched, he couldn't find the slightest trace.

And it came without warning.

But in the past month, Nangong Fan has experienced countless baptisms, and he still found some rules from it.

The interval slowly decreases from three days.

Less and less, Nangong Fan even doubted that he would always remain in that state of life rather than death in the end.

Nangong Fan was lying on the ground, the blue sky was like a blue wash, and the white clouds were mischievously changing in various postures.

Endless pain spread from the depths of the bones, the blood became hot, and the bones were like ice cubes.

Nangong Fan's godless eyes looked at the sky, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth that only he could hear, "One hour......

There was only one hour between the last time between the two heavens of ice and fire, and Nangong Fan felt like he was being baked in an iron furnace.

But Nangong Fan could still feel that his body had become more powerful.

is like an iron stone, and after being tempered by a refiner, it will eventually become a world-renowned divine weapon.

Nangong Fan had a feeling that he had become an iron stone at this time.

The strength of the physical body does not seem to increase, but the power contained in the physical body is even greater, this is a rare sublimation, representing the same realm of physical body, he will be more destructive than others.

If he can make it.

Will you be able to make it through?

Perhaps.

Nangong Fan can't say for sure.

This time, although Nangong Fan was still weak, he no longer had the discomfort of being completely dehydrated when he first experienced this kind of ice and fire.

Habit thus becomes natural.

Nangong Fan was a little skeptical, if there was no such sudden tempering in the future, would he feel unaccustomed?

Nangong Fan couldn't help but laugh at himself for being a cheap bone.

Now he can't do anything but think wildly.

With him as the center, the grass was charred black, but a layer of frost solidified on the surface.

Nangong Fan was imaginative, and suddenly remembered Lin Zhiyan, who was now on the same planet as her, when this "illness" was cured, he had to go to see her, she took Xiaoxin's girl to wander around in Metroidvania City alone, how are you doing?

He thought of the Hei family, Hei Yuqing, Hei Yushang, Qinglian'er, Qingchenghuang, and the "adoptive mother" and biological parents he had never met.

He suddenly felt a little helpless and alone.

Thinking like this, his body trembled strangely.

Nangong Fan was a little frightened, what happened to him? God is addicted to playing with him, right?

In the blink of an eye, the time of a pillar of incense passed, and all kinds of abnormalities in the body flowed away like a tide.

Nangong Fan didn't look for their source in vain, and exhaled deeply, as if he was spitting out a fire, but with a trace of ice slag.

Nangong Fan just lay on the ground, his mind sinking into his body. "Hmm, the trembling just now turned out to be a breakthrough in spiritual power?"

Nangong Fan opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground. But there was no joy in the slightest breakthrough. When will such a day be the end?

There was a sound of sparse footsteps in the distance, and Nangong Fan looked in the direction that was blocked by the shade of the trees.

The blood-red figure slowly appeared in front of him, without a trace of momentum on his body, like a mortal stepping into the green.

"Minister. Nangong Fan's eyes were flat, Nangong Xuehe seemed to know when he would experience blood fluctuations, and always came to him unhurriedly when he was done.

"Your bloodline awakening period has passed. His voice was very faint, and he looked Nangong Fan's body up and down.

The first impression was that the body was thin and not strong, but now it was like a bamboo pole, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the physical cultivation of being able to eat a good demon beast in a day, but it looks like a weak and sick person.

There is a chill on his body, and it is like a fire, but the contradiction is real.

Nangong Fan's eyes finally fluctuated, is it finally over?

After a whole month of devastation, if there was no one to talk to him, he suspected that he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Your heart is not here, you are not a member of my Blood River from now on, you should leave. Nangong Xuehe's voice became a little indifferent, but his eyes revealed a trace of reluctance.

Nangong Fan was stunned, what kind of situation is this? Concentrate on teaching himself for a month, and then can't wait to drive himself away?

"You don't have to treat the Nangong family as me, you can do whatever you have to do! Nangong Xuehe flicked his robe.