Chapter 696, don't underestimate the enemy treasure hunt!

The wind is cold, and the glaciers are thousands of miles.

Blow on one breath and that breath immediately turns into mist. When you pee and pee, the top half is steaming and the bottom half is already freezing - can you imagine what it feels like to hold a popsicle with little JJ?

The Extremely Cold Land really lives up to its name, it is the coldest place that Mo Xiaodi knows.

Mo Qingdi had a faint sadness, he never thought that he would be taken care of by an animal.

At this moment, he was lying on a mattress made of soft snow wolf skin, making afternoon tea cakes with rare treasures of all kinds of worlds, and admiring the crystal clear inverted icicles on the top of the cave - it must be said that at this moment, Mo Xiao's life is really good.

Since he had fought with his 'boyfriend' Ice Dragon countless times, the Ice Dragon finally realized that humans can't just eat one fruit food, they need to eat some other food to change the taste while eating magma fruit - so Mo Xiaowei's current three meals a day are magma fruit with baby ginseng, magma fruit with nine-petal snow lotus, magma fruit with red aya fish, and magma fruit with snow snake meat.

Every meal is inseparable from magma nuts.

However, there are other foods that can be adjusted, and Mo Qingdi himself is not a very picky man, so he is not dissatisfied with such three meals.

Not only was he not picky, but there was even some gratitude - he didn't have such a standard of living before he met the ice dragon. Treasures like baby ginseng and nine-petal snow lotus, he never even thought about seeing them.

Thankfully, there are ice dragons, fortunately there is this little transparent dog - dragons are rich, and every dragon has a treasure trove. Although Mo Qingdi had never been in it, he knew that this ice dragon was also rich all over the world.

Otherwise, how could it keep pumping out so many precious ingredients from the cave?

In addition to the few things that Mo Qingdi often eats, there are some fresh things that make people feel very bright - red broad beans, white transparent volcanic scorpions, these things taste quite good, but they are very rare, and they can only be eaten occasionally. There are also some things that don't look very elegant and Mo Qingdi finds it really difficult to swallow - those things Mo Qingdi made his own unfortunate gesture to the ice dragon, and the ice dragon was not polite to Mo Qingdi, and swallowed his tongue into his stomach.

Dressed and fed, living comfortably, and having a gentle and considerate boyfriend, although his appearance is a little weird - but, is this the happiness he wants?

"How is Fang Yan doing now?"

"How is the Fang family doing now?"

"Has Fang Yixing's revenge been avenged?" ――

Every day, Mo Xiaodi thinks about these questions.

Mo Xiaodi still wanted to go back, although he had also thought that this extremely cold place was very suitable for him to use as a place to bury his bones.

Go back, go back to the sword and sword, go back to the hatred of the country, go back to the laughter and tears—go back to Fang Yan, look at the guy he treats and cultivates almost like his own son, how is he doing now? Isn't it too hard for a person to take on a family name? If you really feel tired, then abandon everything and become a free man.

He wanted to go back and say things like that to him, to let him put his burden off and run to a new life.

However, he knew very well that going back with his crippled body would not help Shang Yan much. Moreover, there is a great deal of hatred for oneself - and if he had returned, he would have attracted the attention of those people. They will also follow, Fang Yan's situation will be even more difficult, right?

He needed the blood of the ice dragon, he needed the sinews of the ice dragon - at least, that's what the obscene doctor told himself.

However, how could he attack his savior, the Ice Dragon?

When it looks at you with a sad face, it always asks Mo Qingdi to overlap its image with Fang Yan's image, no matter what, he can't do it-

However, Mo did not give up.

For example, now, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and after making sure that the ice dragon was not in the cave, he quickly stuffed the half ginseng fruit in his hand into his mouth, got up and walked towards the depths of the cave.

It's not the first time that Mo Qingdi wants to break into the ice dragon's cave to see what is going on, but every time he will be discovered by the ice dragon in time.

It stood in front of Mo Qingdi's body, and its little eyes stared at him without blinking, as if to say to him: You don't go in, don't you go in, okay?

Whenever he encountered that situation, Mo Qingdi would smile apologetically at it and then turn back.

The ice dragon also shook its head and followed his ass as if nothing had happened. When it's cold, bring him a piece of snow wolf skin, and when he's hungry, bring him the red magma fruit he likes to eat.

What's in the Ice Dragon's Treasury Exactly? Is there a baby who can heal the remnants of your body?

If he wanted to see it, he had to go and see it—he knew it was rude and immoral. If there were storytellers in the ice dragon world, they would probably have a story similar to "Mr. Dong Guo and the Wolf": Once upon a time, there was a cute and kind ice dragon, its name was Mr. Dong Guo, one day, it was outside foraging for food, and suddenly encountered a volcanic eruption. As it desperately escapes, it discovers a human who is also on the run - and in the end, the murderous and shameless human steals its treasure and turns it into a pauper.

After a period of recuperation, as well as the nourishment of various large supplements every day, Mo Qingdi's body has recovered a lot, and it is even stronger and more powerful than when he first entered the extremely cold land.

When he was practicing in the early morning, sometimes he could even feel the air flow in his body when he clenched his fists, and of course, when he wanted to feel it carefully, the air flow quickly disappeared.

He was sure it wasn't his delusion. Perhaps it was the effect of those rare fruits, and he did regain some strength. Some of the tiny meridians had been opened, but the main artery was still broken—the atmosphere could not enter, like mud sinking into the sea, and there was no wave.

Mo Qingdi's movements were very fast, and with a slight flick of his footsteps on the ground, his body had already flown out a long way. His body was almost floating in the wind, a bit of a posture of walking against the wind - he had been with the little transparent dog for a long time, and even the way he walked was a little closer to it.

Although Mo Qingdi had never succeeded in entering the Ice Dragon's Treasure Cave, he could probably guess where it was.

Moreover, he had done countless calculations, based on the ice dragon's usual speed, and the time it took each time it entered the cave to fetch fruit—he could estimate a distance.

The cave is deep and narrow, and the more you go inside, the more gloomy and cold it becomes.

The sides of the cave and the top of the head are covered with ice sculptures, which are long or short, thick or thin, strange shapes, in a magical state in this dim light and shadow.

Don't be bold, but you are not afraid of these shadows and ice sculptures. It's just that he walked along this narrow passage for a long time, and still didn't find any caves or anything like that.

Could it be that the ice dragon's wisdom is so clever that it can set up a password or a secret door or something like that?

Mo lightly touched the cold stone wall with his hand, and the cold touch hit his whole body, but there was nothing he wanted.

His hand stroked all the way over the stone wall, smooth or raised, but he still couldn't find any cave where he could hide his treasure.

"Where the hell is it?" Mo despised the enemy's gaze and scanned the inside of the cave.

Everything seemed strange to him, but nothing was where he was looking for.

After walking more than ten meters, a pitch-black cold pool appeared.

The water in the pool was silent, pitch black, and at a glance it looked like a deep black hole, and there was no way to see the situation inside.

Mo lightly walked to the side of the pond, and before he got close, a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow spread from the bottom of his heart.

It's like a prehistoric beast hiding in the cold water, ready to devour an intruder at any moment.

Mo lightly stared at the pool, and for a long time, he threw himself into the cold pool.

Plop -

Water splashes.

The moment Mo Qingdi fell into the water, his entire body was as if someone had cast a freezing magic, and the muscles of his body contracted violently, and even his heart stopped beating.

Cold!

The cold I've never experienced before!

This kind of cold has exceeded the limit of what human beings can endure, and the gentle, pervasive water is like a sharp knife, constantly cutting at the body of Mo Xiaodi.

cut his face, his nose, his eyes, his arms and thighs, every inch of his body—

The frozen cold water poured from his pores into his body, and even the hairs on his body turned into thin silver needles, stimulating his body one after another, and every acupuncture point in his body.

Because of the body's sense of self-protection, when Mo Qingdi fell into the water and encountered the cold invasion, his body naturally hugged into a ball, like a prawn fried in an oil pan-

When Mo Xiaodi's brain gradually regained consciousness, when he was able to think about the problem, when he wanted to reach out and swim deeper into the cold pool, he found that his hands could not be moved, his feet could not be straightened, and the whole person seemed to be frozen.

Like a zombie, he was immersed in the cold, freezing water and slid all the way down into the endless darkness.

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