The singing boy's body shook, he didn't expect what happened at this moment, he didn't expect Wu Qi to really appear in front of him.

Wu Qi stabbed the singing boy in the mouth and pulled it out hard, and the blade of the knife returned to the air with half of the blood-spurting pink tongue. The singing boy was suddenly seriously injured like he had never suffered before, and subconsciously covered his bleeding mouth and stepped back.

Wu Qi's strength, speed, and precision in hand-to-hand combat are overwhelmingly powerful for the singing boy. His hands suddenly returned like lightning, and the right hand of the singing boy holding the icicle thorn had been cut off at the wrist, and there was a blood mark on the abdomen of the beautiful clothes that was constantly oozing and growing.

The tongue was cut and the abdomen pierced. The singing boy's organs that were able to perform the "Song of Guidance" were all destroyed, and he finally realized that he had been defeated, and when he woke up, he was lying on the ground with his limbs outstretched.

If you can't help but listen to one sound, use another sound to destroy or cancel out the former. This is what Wu Qi once heard from Renee about how to prevent "insects flapping their wings" when the army was fighting with the Gray Queen. He recalled this method at a critical moment, and put it into practice to crack the ability of the "Song of Guidance".

"You still have a few ice abilities, but you know best if those little tricks will work for me, and whether they will hasten your death." Wu Qi looked down at the singing boy who fell to the ground, and said indifferently.

The singing boy "babbled" and made a muffled sound. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't speak.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to live. Just be honest this time and give me a nod or shake your head to answer my question. ”

Wu Qi raised his right foot and stepped on the chest of the singing boy with a slight force. He was condescending, and when he spoke, the white breath in his mouth was full of blood on the bloody face of the singing boy.

"Are you the master of the Land of Ice Spells?"

The singing boy only hesitated for a second and didn't give an answer, and Wu Qi's soles immediately exerted force, causing a clattering sound of bones in the singing boy's chest.

The singing boy endured the sharp pain that seemed to shatter his sternum, but he still didn't speak. Wu Qi glanced at the fingers of the singing boy's left hand and sneered.

"You think you have a lot of backbone, you can, and I won't do those torture things to you. But don't forget, you've summoned 35 forest beasts, all of whom I've blinded, and you can't sing the 'Song of Guidance' anymore to control them, and when they smell blood and chase after them, think about what will happen to you." ”

Wu Qi glanced back in the direction he came, and the three huge ice-toothed leopards had already borne the brunt of the rush and rushed over, followed by the other summoned beasts of prey and birds of prey; They are blind, and they are full of vengeful anger at the enemies who hurt them.

"Can you hear me? The footsteps of the beast. ”

Wu Qi's voice was extremely cold, and there was undisguised mockery in his tone. This was the tone in which the singing boy had spoken to him at first, and now it was his turn to return it.

The singing boy's face suddenly turned pale. Out of loyalty to his master, although he is not 100% sure, he at least has the courage to face the enemy's torture without revealing information. But he didn't want to be bitten and dismembered by the beast he had summoned, and that kind of death was painful and pathetic to his imagination, and he didn't want to accept it.

The next moment, the enemy's foot on his chest suddenly left. The aura of the enemy vanished in an instant, and the footsteps of a large number of beasts, the roars, and the fishy smell of the bloody maws came one after another.

"I am a noble messenger who sings a 'requiem' for the souls of the dead creatures on this land. Even if I don't have the 'Song of Guidance,' these creatures should be able to recognize me, and they will protect me and not fall ......into the trap," the singer told himself in his heart. There are two villains in his heart at this moment, the villain is a little demon who is afraid of the beast's bite, and the other is a little angel who is sure that the beast will continue to serve him as his lord.

A moment ago, although the singing boy had a certain degree of weakness, he still firmly believed in the latter. However, when the next moment came, he never expected that there would be sharp teeth from five or six directions biting his flesh and blood at the same time; The teeth pierced into the flesh through the ice-blue clothes, bursting out of the blood and the sharp pain that made people go crazy.

The singing boy yelled in disbelief, but he had no tongue and could only let out a pitiful cry.

Wu Qi, who was standing on a branch of the black needle pine tree, looked indifferently at the cruel scene below. He wasn't sure beforehand that the enraged beasts would attack the singing boy who had lost the "Guide Song", so he deliberately sprinkled a little of his own blood on the singing boy's limbs.

In this way, the smell of atavistic blood can completely mask the smell of the singing boy, and the blind beasts will not know that they are eating and summoning their masters.

The short-lived plan of this process is proceeding exactly as the steps envisioned by Wu Qi, without even the slightest deviation. At a certain moment, Wu Qi couldn't help but feel that his methods might really be a little cruel, maybe they were as cruel as Kazan's methods of manipulating him who had been transformed into a corpse, making him cut off his limbs and lie on the desolate land motionlessly waiting to be eaten by the green vultures.

Past experiences can really change a person. After Wu Qi realized that he had indeed changed a little, he finally planned to jump down and rescue the singing boy.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

The singing teenager lay on the snow and roared hysterically. His limbs were gnawed and bitten by the beasts in a circle, and after a few seconds, even the bones were exposed, and even with all his might, he could not sing the song that made the beasts kneel and surrender.

If he hadn't used his frost ability to freeze his nerves, the singing boy felt that he must have been driven crazy by the pain.

Suddenly, the fangs and teeth of the beast left his body in unison, and all kinds of chaotic sounds could be heard in the dark world, including the roar of beasts, the chirping of birds of prey, the chaotic footsteps and flapping of wings, and the sound of a large number of sharp objects cutting through the air.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. Suddenly, a hand reached from above, quickly grabbing the placket of his chest, and then all around him were strong winds and currents of wind caused by accelerated sprints; The cold, strong wind poured violently on his face, shaking his cheeks, ears, and hair.

Who saved me?

The singing boy couldn't help but think of this thought, but he didn't have the strength to squeeze out a saved smile, and he couldn't thank this colleague who suddenly appeared to save him. The feeling of dizziness and exhaustion from excessive blood loss overflowed Qingqing's consciousness at this time, and finally dragged him into the abyss of coma.

In the snow-white and pitch-black black needle pine forest, Wu Qi accelerated and ran to widen the distance between him and the beast behind him, while creating an energy bubble to wrap the unconscious singing boy for easy takeaway. He'd been running straight east so far, as he had been extremely focused for a while when he got out, and now he came back to his senses to realize that he hadn't kept track of the distance he had run.

The problem of not recording the distance could not be changed now, Wu Qi simply kept running in the direction of the east, and by the way, he saw how far the end of the black needle pine forest was, and where the edge of the living snow land could go.

After running for about a quarter of an hour, Wu Qi's running speed gradually slowed down. The beasts and birds of prey that chased him had long since disappeared from where he had been tossed. And he had run to the edge of the black needle pine forest.

The white snow is like white clouds, and the white snow fields are spread beyond the black needle pine forest. Wu Qi's gaze followed the snowfield so clean that it seemed to cleanse his soul all the way to the east, and he crashed into a gray canyon of Tongtian.

It was the first time Wu Qi had walked here, and for the first time he knew that the black needle pine forest was followed by a snow-covered plain and a tall canyon at the end of the snowfield. At this moment, there was a faint electric current beating on his skin.

It felt like something dangerous was hiding on the other side of the canyon. If you think carefully, there may be dangers in the snowfields that go to the canyon.

The 10 ice thorn rats that had been serving as Wu Qi's scouts were all scattered in the black needle pine forest. Before, they stayed within a hundred meters of Wu Qi, if it weren't for Wu Qi finally leading the singing boy to escape from the encirclement of the beasts, maybe the 10 ice thorn rats would still be beside him.

Wu Qi was not discouraged, rats were rats after all, and when they found that they were suddenly free, they would definitely choose to flee far away.

"Whew." Wu Qi gasped for a long breath that he hadn't seen for a long time, and he waved his hand to break the energy bubble, causing the singing boy to fall to the soft snow.

The singing boy's bloody face fell into the cold snow, and he was directly awakened by the snow.

"Woo, woo......"

Wu Qi saw that the singing boy was still humming some words indistinctly, took out half of his frozen tongue from his pocket, grabbed his chin with one hand, and stuffed his tongue back into his mouth with the other.

After all, the singing boy is a third-order life, and the regenerative ability of cells will not be weak when he lives to this point. One minute after he connected his tongue, he began to test the clarity of his tongue, and he could speak 3 or 4 words out of 10 words.

Finally able to speak, the singing boy regained his senses.

"Who are you, the one who saved me?"

"Let me ask you again, who is the owner of the Land of Ice Spells?" Wu Qi was as cold as ice.

The singing boy's face changed. The painful and desperate feeling of being surrounded by beasts of prey and gnawing at his limbs rushed to his mind like a volcanic eruption; Anyway, he couldn't escape, the singing boy simply let his feelings run wild, pointed at Wu Qi with his finger and said resentfully: "It's you!" You win and win, you don't want to simply kill me and torture me, and you rescue me and want to torture me again, is there something wrong with you? ”