Just when he wanted to ask Mu Ze why he had such an expression, Mo Kongjing suddenly saw what he was holding in his two hands, and he was stunned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When did this white lotus come to her?

When I looked at it again, I saw that there was not a drop of clear water left inside, and I subconsciously turned the whole white lotus upside down without a drop of water.

Mo Kongjing's expression was stunned for a while, and he raised his head and stared at Mu Ze's stunned eyes and asked, "What about the water inside?" ”

After Mu Ze heard this, his stunned eyes immediately turned into astonishment! It seems that he was scared back by this sentence!

It was only then that Mo Kongjing felt that something was wrong.

Why is your throat so cold?

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Mo Kongjing found that his saliva was also cold, and his throat was as uncomfortable as a layer of ice.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had grabbed something, and then thinking of Mu Ze's expression that could definitely be called stunned just now, Mo Kongjing raised his head in disbelief and stared at the person in front of him and asked.

"That thing, was - I drank it?!"

After staring at those clear eyes for a long time, Mu Ze nodded slowly and gave an affirmative answer.

With a 'bang', the white lotus in Mo Kongjing's hand instantly landed.

At the moment of landing, the white lotus began to slowly dissipate, one petal after another gradually dissipated in the air, turned into a burst of fragrance, and completely disappeared into the world.

And Mo Kongjing fell to the ground, holding his stomach and rolling desperately.

It's not pain, it's not heart-rending.

It's cold, cold to the bones, cold to the heart, and the kind of cold that the hands and feet have lost their temperature.

"Empty Mirror!"

Seeing the person rolling on the ground in such pain, Mu Ze was immediately shocked when he heard it, and he half-squatted down and wanted to help the person up first, but before his hands touched Mo Kongjing, his own hands had already frosted and turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The temperature of the body is infinitely close to that of the dead, the hands and feet are cold, the bones are cold, and the heart seems to stop beating because of this cold.

Before her consciousness completely disappeared, what Mo Kongjing saw was Mu Zeting squatting in front of her with a stunned face, and her hands were already wrapped in ice!

If you freeze it for too long, your hands will be scrapped!

And a sword cultivator without a hand is still a sword cultivator?

Seeing that Mu Zeting didn't seem to give up and wanted to get close to her, Mo Kongjing had a wave of anger rushing straight up to the Tianling Gai from the soles of his feet at this time, and kicked Mu Zeting's calf with a strong kick, this kick did not kick the person away, but pushed his body away a little.

This silly boy!

If even he becomes an ice sculpture at this time, will the two of them still be saved?

Less pit in your head, two more turns!

As soon as he saw the hatred in Mo Kongjing's frosted eyes, Mu Ze immediately reacted.

The physical strength and aura were lucky, and with a strong shock, the frozen ice on his hands was shaken away in a few moments.

It's just that the hands have turned blue and white from the beginning of the redness and swelling, and obviously the frostbite on Mu Ze's hands is not light.

Seeing that Mu Ze was about to come again, Mo Kongjing, who had only a trace of reason, complained bitterly, and could only stare at the person with a pair of eyes wide, and he was willing to give up only when he didn't dare to act rashly.

In fact, she no longer felt the presence of her own body, and her entire body, including her bones, brain, and heart, had been frozen numb.

A pair of eyelids wanted to close very much, but Mo Kongjing understood very clearly, if she really closed these eyes, then she would want to open them again!

So there was a layer of cold frost on all his body, and when he was already cold and about to lose consciousness, Mo Kongjing could only rely on his tenacious will to stare at his eyes and refuse to put his eyelids down.

It's easy to get to this point, but you freeze to death? Who can be willing to do this?!

This way of dying is really aggrieved, and she can't be aggrieved anymore, is she really going to become the first monk in history to freeze to death?

The bone-chilling cold froze Mo Kongjing's heart, cooled his blood, and froze his thoughts.

Gradually, the layer of cold frost on Mo Kongjing's body finally covered his whole body, including the eyes that were unwilling to close.

'Click, Click, Click'

The familiar voice sounded, and Mu Ze's heart even more rose to his throat, and he looked at the scene in front of him with anxiety in his eyes, and his eyes refused to blink, for fear that he had missed something.

It was just a cup of tea, and that layer of cold frost turned into a foot of deep ice, freezing Mo Kongjing's whole person inside.

There was no gap left in the whole body, and it completely turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture.

Mu Ze was completely stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that although Mo Kongjing's eyes that had been staring were open, there was no focus in them for a long time!

It's just that a pair of eyes are unwilling to close.

All the emotions were stuck in his throat, and Mu Ze didn't know what else he could do, so he just stood in place.

The crystal clear ice sculpture was within reach of him, but he couldn't take a step, even a step.

Opening his eyes, Mu Zeting lowered his head and could clearly see his own shadow reflected on the ice sculpture.

The pair of scarlet eyes were extremely dazzling, and he stiffened his body and bent down to pick up the ancient sword Shuo Yi under his feet, and saw that the eyebrows and eyes reflected on the ancient sword were also extremely clear scarlet.

Mu Ze finally cracked the corners of his mouth and held his forehead with one hand and laughed lowly, but this laughter was worse than crying.

Mu Ze has never been defeated by the demons in his heart, but now, he is about to fall into the demons.

See, the body is always more sincere than the conscious.

Caressing the body of the ancient sword expressionlessly, until the place where his scarlet eyes were reflected, Mu Ze listened to the corner of his mouth cracked, his hand suddenly clenched tightly, the sword blade cut the palm mercilessly, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the sword body.

There was so silence that there was not a single sound, and there was nothing in this white and flawless side hall. There was only that long hallway, and at the end of the corridor seemed to be an upward staircase.

'Bang Bang Bang'

Listening to the sound of his heart beating and staring at those scarlet eyes, Mu Ze's mind was actually blank.

It wasn't until he didn't know how long later he finally heard the original overlapping heartbeat and slowed down the beat, and he suddenly woke up and stared at the eyes in the ice sculpture that refused to close for a long time.

There are always two heartbeats!

When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were still pitch black, as if the blood-like crimson I had just made was just an illusion.

After staring at the corridor for a long time, Mu Zeting finally made up his mind, and slowly turned around and walked away with the ancient sword Shuo Yi in one hand.

In the ice sculpture, the royal blue stud earrings began to flicker with an unusually bewitching blue light, and the next layer of Pudu could not be seen by the naked eye, and the glow spread all over every corner of the ice sculpture.

(To be continued.) )