Struggling, Ling Xingyue and Lan Keman finally survived another biting cold night, the sky was just slightly bright, but the hope in the cold white seemed to be even lower.

Ling Xingyue had no sleep all night, and throughout the night, she stabbed her wrist several times in a row, dripping hot spiritual blood into the corners of Lan Keman's mouth, and Lan Keman's breath gradually stabilized.

The earliest rays of sunlight were still mottled into the cave, Ling Xingyue wanted to make another effort to see if the seal had been broken, after all, the two of them had been in this cave for five days and five nights, and all the soulless aura attached to the grassland Qixi grass had been exhausted, even the aura of the Qixi grass on Lan Keman's body had been completely depleted.

Maybe if there is no such strong spiritual aura of the grassland Tanabata grass in the cave, the seal of the Snow Maiden will be a little weaker?

Ling Xingyue held on to the last glimmer of hope and stood up, but she didn't realize that she was about to lose her spiritual power, and suddenly her waist and knees weakened, and she fell to the ground on one knee, and her wrist just rested on Lan Keman's neck.

Before Ling Xingyue could react, his wrist was slightly painful and itchy, and he was surprised to find that Lan Keman's lips were actually looking for the breath of his spirit cat's spiritual blood and tightly attached to his wrist, and the tip of his tongue was still licking the wound that had not yet healed from time to time.

Ling Xingyue was sucked and licked by that, coupled with the huge consumption of spiritual power, her whole body stiffened in an instant, and the only thing she felt was the place on her wrist where Lan Keman's lips and teeth met.

From where the hunting flames spread, they swept up and down, burning his whole body hot.

Ling Xingyue desperately bit her lower lip to stop herself from making strange noises.

The spiritual blood in his body was attracted by the blood curse in Lan Keman's body, and he seemed to be proud of being sucked by her, and rushed out.

The incomparable numbness and emotion surged like a stormy wave, and Ling Xingyue felt at this moment that even if he was chewed up by Lan Keman and eaten it all, he was willing.

The spiritual blood of the wrist wound was sucked by Lan Keman for a while, Ling Xingyue's body seemed to be pierced by an electric current, her body trembled, she could no longer support it, and she knelt on the ground next to the futon where Lan Keman was lying.

A drop of blood dripped on Lan Keman's thin chin, and the pale little face added a bit of beauty and poignancy.

Lan Keman's mind was dizzy by the rich and indissolvable fishy fragrance, and finally he couldn't resist it, and fell asleep again.

Ling Xingyue no longer had the luxury of hoping to go out, because now he couldn't even stand up, how could he go up to such a high hole, and the wall of the cave was still slippery.

Ling Xingyue never cared too much about life and death, he exercised his freedom indifferently, and when he cultivated, he also cultivated the Freedom Dao, and the spiritual power of the Spirit Bamboo was clear, all of which made him loose and careless.

But providence made him know the woman in front of him who "had a thousand knots in his heart at first sight", and since then, Ling Xingyue has more of her in her heart, mind, and limbs and hundreds of bones that she "can't let go".

At first, he didn't care about complying, and he wanted to use the "Nine Stars and One Line" to cultivate as soon as possible, so that he could be with her, but he was absorbed by the light and shadow, and he couldn't get out, and he also affected the person in his heart.

The only good thing is that he is lucky, he doesn't need to cultivate for another nine hundred years, he can become an adult in one fell swoop, and he can be with Lan Keman in a dignified manner.

But after all, Ling Xingyue's cultivation is a free way, once he has a thought, it is inevitable that he will easily go mad, although he is now in human form, but after all, the spirit cat's heart is still there, and in this cave for a few long days, he was overjoyed, and in a daze, a faint bewitching flame pattern suddenly appeared in the place where the blood was drawn between his foreheads, which was extremely charming.

Ling Xingyue simply lay down, holding Lan Keman's cold fingers tightly, and thought silently in her heart:

"If not...... Why don't we die together like this? Then Man'er and I will never be separated again, and our souls will remain in this cave forever until our souls are scattered and we will never wake up again. ”

The last trace of cold light finally dissipated, and the cool night came in a hurry, not leaving the two of them a chance to breathe, and the huge cold instantly attacked Lan Keman at the bottom of the cave.

Maybe it was because this coldness was too stinging, maybe it was the warmth of Ling Xingyue's spiritual blood, Lan Keman opened his eyes weakly and came to his senses, looking at Ling Xingyue with great affection in those eyes.

"Xingyue, let me tell you a story!"

Lan Keman miraculously stopped trembling and spoke much more neatly.

Ling Xingyue took advantage of the candlelight of the soft night pearl in the cave and the silky moonlight that slid down, her eyes stared at Ke Man's beautiful face for a moment, and nodded.

Lan Keman licked the corners of her fishy mouth, although she was groggy just now, she finally realized in a vague way that the reason why she hadn't frozen to starve to death now was because she had been sucking Ling Xingyue's body blood, what she could be sure of was that if she continued like this, she would torture Ling Xingyue to death.

If that happens, she won't be able to forgive herself, and even death won't remove the pain.

Ah Niang and her father, now I don't know how to be painful and anxious, I am sorry for them after all, and I am going to die in this hole.

But Ling Xingyue is not, he still has hope of life, he is a master of the Dao, he can climb the cave wall to reach the entrance of the cave, if his ability recovers a little, without his own drag, he can still be saved.

Lan Keman grabbed the palm that was still warm but very pale, put it to his mouth and kissed the warm palm gently, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, the smile was very shallow, but Ling Xingyue's eyes were instantly wet.

Ling Xingyue sat up and held Lan Keman tightly in her arms, letting her lie half-lying, so that it would be easier to talk and her body could be a little more comfortable.

The two arms were loosely wrapped around Lan Keman's two arms, warming her and waiting for Lan Keman to speak.

"Once upon a time, there were two fish trapped in a cliff."

Every time Lan Keman said a word, he paused slightly because of his lack of physical strength:

"Under the cliff is the vast sea, but unfortunately there is no water in the cracks of the cliff."

Lan Keman moved his fingers slightly, and gently pecked at Ling Xingyue's palm.

"Neither fish is willing to give up, so they try their best to nourish each other with only saliva in their mouths, but there is one fish in it that is very strong, and after leaving this cliff and leaving the other fish, there may be another new life and world."

This passage was a bit long, and Lan Keman lowered his head and rested for a while before he continued:

"So the fish, which was not very strong, said, 'Instead of being like this, let us separate and go to find our own sea, and perhaps there will be a different joy and happiness!' ......”

"This story is called 'It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes'!"

One drop, two drops, the cold "hot tears" that fell seemed to tear Ling Xingyue's palm.