"You...... Cut, good women don't fight bad men. Feng Jiutian lowered his head, muttered, and followed randomly.

"Ah, hey, don't go so fast...... Really, I've told you, ah, hey. ”

The figure in front of him was still straight, and there was no intention of turning back.

Poor Feng Jiutian could only follow hard, and his calves were sore.

Finally, Yan Yeming stopped in front, his deep phoenix eyes looking her up and down with provocation. The thin lips moved slightly, "Woman, don't overestimate yourself, yourself, you are very weak, and you can restrain that tiresome stench." ”

The sarcastic words naturally made Feng Jiutian angry, although her body was weak, but she was also a genius among geniuses.

Isn't it too merciless for him to belittle her with such a sentence.

"Miss Ben's affairs don't have to worry about your stinky man." Feng Jiutian snorted coldly and stubbornly turned his head to the side.

"Are you sure? Don't take care of the deity? The evil smile on that demonic face was like a bright sunlight breaking through the clouds and refracting the astonishment.

"Yes, it's better to get out of Miss Ben, the farther you go......" I took out this sentence casually, and just after I finished speaking, I realized something and covered my mouth.

"Woman, okay, the deity is gone, you can stay here." The evil red lips were slightly hooked, and the white robe left a shadow in the air.

"Hey, come back to Miss Ben." Feng Jiutian watched as Yan Ye waved his sleeves and rushed onto Yunxiao.

"Oh, stinky man, dead man." Feng Jiu's eyes were red, and the cold wind was howling in the air, rolling up countless snowflakes, mixed with broken ice jade, rushing towards his face.

It was so cold that Feng Jiutian curled up on the ground, unable to move.

It's cold, even if she's a fire attribute, she can emit a scorching flame herself, resisting the erosion of the cold.

However, under this earth, there is a strong dark aura, sealed in this endless ice prison, devouring all the spiritual power in this world.

If she hadn't defended in time just now, the essence source in her body would have been sucked away long ago.

Gradually, the temperature became lower, and the snowflakes fell on her body little by little, slowly turning into water and slowly condensing into ice cubes.

She wanted to struggle desperately, but her whole body seemed to be crushed under a thousand-pound stone, and she couldn't move at will.

The smell of death was pervasive, and she could only open her eyes to see the ice flowers covered.

Feng Jiutian's mind was shouting countless times, desperately hoping that someone could appear to save her.

After a long time, her limbs had lost sensation and were numb.

Could it be that the dignified Feng Jiutian Big Moldy Girl is going to die again, and she has to die in this broken place where birds don't and people are inaccessible?

Don't!!

Even if I am sad now, tears will not flow out, and the capillaries in my body have long been blocked.

Feng Jiutian slowly closed his eyes, thinking of countermeasures.

Now, the fire-based spiritual power in her body has been sealed by herself, and it needs to be unlocked, and it takes a lot of effort.

And during this time, she had to rest enough time to break free.

Slowly closed his eyes and sat quietly on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but her internal strength gradually recovered, and in an instant, she opened her eyes, and a raging flame burst out from her pale golden pupils.

Then, the solid ice on the whole body bloomed in an instant, and the rain fell intensively, and it didn't take long for the clothes to become extremely dry.

She stood there, her face indifferent and her palms beating with a scorching fire.

Looking around, she found herself on a piece of ice floe, the ice around her gradually turning into water.