At the thought of doing that kind of unspeakable thing with people, and it was still in the wilderness of this mountain stream, Murong Xian'er was ashamed and couldn't say a word.

She didn't expect that she, who had always been cold and arrogant, would only panic like a little woman in front of Mo Lingxuan.

"You still haven't changed at all..."

Seeing Murong Xian'er like this, the corners of Mo Lingxuan's mouth lifted a faint smile.

Yan Yuruo is like this, in front of outsiders, she is the untouchable goddess of frost who is above the clouds, but in front of him, there is no posture.

It seems that even if he temporarily loses the memory of his previous life, Xian'er is still the Yan Yuruo he is familiar with... Nothing has changed.

In his previous life, he had never cherished it, but he had lost it once, in this life, Mo Lingxuan would definitely not let her be hurt in any way, and slowly waited for Yan Yuruo's return.

"What hasn't changed?"

Hearing Mo Lingxuan's words, Murong Xian'er asked suspiciously.

But seeing that Mo Lingxuan shook his head, he changed his words and said: "What that old guy said is pure nonsense, your physique is the body of a heaven-level ice spirit, but the ice spirit spring of the dantian has not yet been channeled all over the body, so it will often break out cold invasion." ”

"Heaven-level physique?"

Hearing Mo Lingxuan's words, Rao was also quite shocked by Murong Xian'er's knowledge.

After all, there is no human body in the entire Qinglin Realm that is in the heaven-level category, at most it is a king-level.

"But listening to what Mu Gongzi said, it seems to be true, every time the cold invades, it spreads from the dantian. ”

After pondering for a moment, Murong Xian'er lightly opened her lips again and said, "What should Xian'er do?"

"It's simple, just sit down. ”

Mo Lingxuan responded lightly, motioning for Murong Xian'er to come to his side.

Slightly bowed, Murong Xian'er did not hesitate, sitting dignified on a smooth green grass, when she saw Mo Lingxuan also sitting in front of her, she was immediately a little nervous: "Young Master Mo, you are..."

"You can close your eyes, and the next, maybe slightly offended. ”

Mo Lingxuan stared at the world-famous woman in front of him and spoke lightly.

Next, he will use the Divine Vein Technique and Chaos True Yuan to smash and disperse the Ice Spirit Ghost Spring in his dantian, and naturally he may touch some key parts like he did with Yun Yao and the others before...

"It's... Well..."

Murong Xian'er's heart sank, and she just wanted to ask carefully, but thinking that Mo Lingxuan was also for her good, she immediately stopped saying more and closed her beautiful eyes.

Mo Lingxuan no longer hesitated, and immediately began to operate the Divine Vein Technique.

The pitch-black Chaos True Yuan was attached to his hands, and Mo Lingxuan also opened the state of the eyes of the gods and demons.

A warm hand against Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen dantian immediately made her delicate body tremble slightly, her long eyelashes trembled, as if she wanted to open her beautiful eyes, but she still didn't open them.

Because, she knew that those hands belonged to Mo Lingxuan.

And Mo Lingxuan, who was in the state of the gods and demons, naturally saw the strange ice spirit spring in Murong Xian'er's body, although it looked like a ball of blue special energy, but in fact it was like a piece of extreme ice, and even Mo Lingxuan's spiritual sense felt cold to the bone, as if it was about to be frozen.

However, the chaotic power in Mo Lingxuan's body was naturally not vegetarian, and at the moment when the Ice Spirit Ghost Spring was about to freeze his spiritual sense, the chaotic power poured into Murong Xian'er's body, and it collided with the Ice Spirit Spring.

"Ahh

Two completely different forces suddenly collided in his body, and the pain in an instant made Murong Xian'er let out a painful sound.

Mo Lingxuan naturally didn't dare to slack off, and immediately used the power of Hongmeng to protect her heart, and at the same time, the power of chaos increased and poured out.

With a soft 'bang', an unprecedented cold aura suddenly erupted from Murong Xian'er's weak and delicate body, and it actually spread over a radius of several miles in an instant, freezing the entire mountain stream.

Streams have become glaciers, and mountains of trees have become ice sculptures.

Everything in the world is silent at this moment!

Even Murong Xian'er herself was curled up by the sudden outbreak of cold air, as if she was unconscious.

Only Mo Lingxuan was still at ease, and there was a pitch-black demonic power surging around him, isolating Murong Xian'er's cold air.

The Ice Spirit Fountain was shattered, and the cold eruption was naturally unprecedented.

The surging power of the Ice Spirit Physique from the Ice Spirit Ghost Spring was surging wildly in Murong Xian'er's body, and the riot was unbearable.

At this moment, the power of the nine-colored Hongmeng appeared in Mo Lingxuan's hands again, and it was suppressed before that force was gradually calmed down.

The frost of heaven and earth faded, and everything seemed to be restored.

Looking at Murong Xian'er's soft and delicate body that gradually faded from ice crystals, Mo Lingxuan was completely relieved.

Although the process was a little difficult, there were no surprises.

What to do now is to guide the power of the ice spirits that have gradually calmed down to Murong Xian'er's various acupoints.

But then when he took a closer look, there was a scene that made Mo Lingxuan a little puzzled.

Because he had just broken through the Ice Spirit Spring, when the cold qi that was enough to freeze everything broke out in an instant, it also froze all the clothes on Murong Xian'er's body into ice slag by the way, so... What was now in front of Mo Lingxuan's eyes was a perfect and delicate carcass that was hanging on the silk.

His eyes swept at random, but they all admired in their hearts that this was truly the most perfect work of art in the world.

On the tranquil cheeks, the jade man closed his eyes, and before his consciousness recovered, he was like a sleeping beauty, with ice muscles and jade bones, and white skin was better than snow.

Beneath the fragrant shoulders are the alluring and perfect snow peaks, deep ravines, flawless contours...

The slender waist is as smooth as a water snake, without a trace of excess fat. Those graceful and slender jade legs, white and tender like lotus roots, make people forget it forever just by looking at it.

Now this situation is really quite painful...

Being regarded as the 'First Immortal of Red Dust' by everyone in the Qinglin Realm, Murong Xian'er's allure is incomparable.

Because she is the reincarnation of a god king like Yan Yuruo, she also lives alone with a different kind of fairy aura, which can arouse men's desire to conquer.

However, with just one glance, Mo Lingxuan didn't look at those private parts anymore, but gathered on Murong Xian'er's perfect pretty face.

With his hands on her dantian again, Mo Lingxuan moved quickly elsewhere.

"Uh-huh..."

When Mo Lingxuan's hands touched the soft and towering snow peak without any hindrance, Murong Xian'er couldn't help but let out a seductive moan, and the stimulation brought by her body made her wake up from her semi-conscious state in an instant.

And when she saw the scene in front of her, Murong Xian'er's pale blue eyes suddenly widened.