Mo Siyu clutched his lower abdomen in pain, the fire in his abdomen burned visibly, a force beyond his control went backwards in his veins, like a fire burning every nerve in his body, as if it was about to ignite him from the inside out, burning him into a pile of ashes.

"Brother You." The purple kite rushed up to support him, looking up in horror at the flame pattern between his eyebrows, which was so bright that it matched the flames of the skyrocketing fire.

The magic pattern is a symbol of the demon bloodline.If Jin Ling sees it, he will naturally understand that Mo Siyou's identity is extraordinary.Now that he has a burst of demonic energy, it can also be attributed to the reason for the flames.So Jin Ling must not be allowed to see this magic pattern.

"He's in danger right now, stay away from him." Purple Kite didn't just want to scare Jin Ling away.She was telling the truth.At this moment, Mo Siyu was surging from the inside out.He was like a burning fireball.It was enough to ignite everything that came close to him.If Purple Kite didn't know that he had the power of water in his body.,He could resist this flame.,He didn't dare to get close to him.

Jin Ling also felt the power of the flames, and could only stop, looking at Mo Siyou's back worriedly, his long black hair was like a ribbon draped behind him, slightly messy, but still emitting red fire.

The purple kite sat behind him, constantly injecting cold qi into his body, suppressing the fire in his body, but this power was still far from enough.

She forcibly urged her true qi, forcing her newly recovered body to become restless again, like crumbling leaves on a tree top in the middle of winter, she felt the dull pain of her heart rushing, she covered her chest, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, Mo Siyou lost her support, and fell into her arms. Although the fire on her body had weakened, her consciousness was still confused.

"Brother You, Brother You, how are you?" The purple kite hugged his hot body, and saw that the flame demon pattern appeared and disappeared in the dark light, and the fine and dense beads of sweat covered his full forehead, and it was crystal clear in the light of the fire, but it made his face extremely pale.

The breath of fire rose from the lower abdomen, but it kept splitting, rushing towards the limbs and bones, like a tiger and a dragon, as if it were about to tear him apart.

Mo Siyu's low breathing showed signs of struggle, but he couldn't lift any true qi in his body, and only relied on the cold qi in his body to relieve some of the burning pain in his body.

Hearing the sound, Luoxue saw this scene, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat. He walked forward like a fly, and grabbed Mo Siyou's arm without a moment's delay.

Mo Siyou gritted his teeth and spit out a few words with difficulty: "Breath of the Sun......"

The rest of the words were not finished, but Luo Xue was already clear, he asked the purple kite to help Mo Siyou together, and then frowned and said to her, "Take him to the cold spring."

As soon as he finished speaking, he conjured up the gate of the enchantment, and the three of them turned into a cloud of white light and disappeared from the front of the temple of the god Wa.

The flames that are not extinguished are still raging wildly, as if they want to burn the morning star hanging in the sky.

Jin Ling stood dumbfounded.A heart couldn't calm down for a long time.It was undeniable.She knew she was worried about him.But she also knew that she couldn't do anything for him.Purple Kite could.Falling snow could.Only she.She couldn't get close to him.At this moment, she suddenly felt so powerless.As a descendant of Nuwa.Mother of the Earth.Blessed the whole human world.But she couldn't do anything for the person who had protected herself and cared about......

A moment later, Falling Snow had already crossed the barrier with Purple Kite and Mo Siyou, and came to the Ice Sea Snow Field.

The world of falling snow is filled with a bone-chilling cold, in a snow-white world, Mo Si is shrouded in a red light, like a blooming plum.

In the dim light of the sky, the cold spring pool water hidden among the plum trees and behind the wide screen drifted away wisps of white cold mist.

The falling snow dragged Mo Siyou straight into the cold spring, then stripped off his coat and tossed it aside, letting the cold spring water soak his bare skin.

Mo Siyu sat cross-legged in the pool, the cold spring spread over his chest, the white complexion above his shoulders was shrouded in the light of the fire, stained with a strange dark red, and the flame on his forehead swelled with bright light, like the scene of the waves in the deep sea.

Only then did the falling snow notice this strange pattern, and the eyes also changed colors.

The purple kite found Luoxue's stunned look.His heart tightened.He looked at him a little nervously.It is impossible for Luoxue not to know the magic pattern.This demon blood** has a logo.It is also the source of gathering the spiritual power of the demon body.When the magic pattern appears.The demonic qi leaks out.With Luoxue's cultivation, it is impossible not to feel it.

Luo Xue and Mo Siyu have known each other for so many years, can you know Mo Siyou's true body, if he didn't notice it before, how would he react when he sees this scene now.

The purple kite had a lot of thoughts, but when he saw that the falling snow was just a breeze and looked away, he was as indifferent as Mo Siyou's god, and he immediately stood up and injected a true qi into Mo Siyu's body.

At this moment, Mo Siyu was soaking in the cold spring, and the two forces in his body collided with each other, and the water and fire were incompatible, making his consciousness clearer and clearer, and his perception more sensitive.

Purple Kite had never seen Mo Siyou's face so pale, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead for him in distress.

Luoxue also noticed the change in the temperature of the cold spring pool water, and couldn't help frowning, and said a little heavily: "The fire breath in your body is completely uncontrollable, and it erupts more than ever.

Mo Siyu opened his eyes, looked at the falling snow meaningfully, and his originally dark eyes were also dyed with a dark red color, echoing the flame pattern on his eyebrows, and he knew what the falling snow meant......

"What then?" Purple Kite's eyes as she stared at the falling snow showed uneasiness and horror. Her hand tightly grasped Mo Siyou's hot arm, as if she was afraid that she would lose him if she let go of her hand, but his body was like a fire burning, burning her palm.

Mo Siyou saw the worried expression of the purple kite, and his heart was sullen for a moment.

"I'm fine." He was hoarse, and he pressed the torture on his body.The two forces were incompatible.Sharp clash.Nothing about each other.Making him miserable.But he could feel it.The power of the breath of the sun was slowly gaining the upper hand.Once it was strong enough, it would burst through his body at any time.Even so.He didn't want her to worry.Still.He didn't want her to worry.

"You're just a **mortal, but you have to bear the huge magic of Chiyou's fire, your body can't bear it at all, how can you be okay." Purple Kite said in a trembling voice, in fact, she knew better than Mo Siyu in her heart, what he was facing now, and the consequences that were coming.

She only regretted that she was jealous at the time, and she didn't stop Mo Siyu from touching the flame left by Mo Wen in time. Originally, the Yang Flame Breath in Mo Siyou's body could not burst out with such a powerful power.

"If even the cold spring can't resist this breath of the sun, you can only resign yourself to fate." A wry smile crossed the corners of Mo Siyou's lips.It wasn't the first time he had endured this kind of torture.It wasn't the first time he had faced the threat of death.But only this time.There was a trace of fear in his heart.

He was afraid. He could no longer be by this girl's side, he could no longer take care of her, he could no longer fulfill the promise he had made to her, because he had a bond with the world, so he began to be afraid to leave.

"I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in fate, I just want you to live well." The purple kite hugged him tightly, and cried out.The waiting for many years turned into fear and surged again.The lonely time passed through thousands of days and nights and was brewed thick and mellow.Pressed against the purple kite's heart.She was about to suffocate.How could she.How could she watch him disappear from her eyes again.And this time.Maybe she would never find him again.

Her tears were also cold, like her body, touching Mo Siyou's body, and it made him tremble slightly.

His back stiffened for a moment, his usually calm face stained with a layer of sadness and helplessness, he let go of his clenched fists, placed his big broad palm on her back and willow waist, and hugged her as if comfortingly.

How could he be willing to leave, leaving her alone, he heard her crying for him, his heart tugged little by little, he couldn't help but tighten his arms, he hugged her in his arms, almost rubbed her into his body, became his bones, his blood, his little bits......

In the distance, the white light that hung in the air gradually oozed a strange icy blue color.