"Clever man, give me an answer." Wu Qi said.

The singing boy's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and he said, "What are you talking about inexplicable?" After killing people, you start to be a good person? Don't you have to be good at torture? Also ask me what to do with the answer! ”

Wu Qi calmly reversed: "Guanghan Song is for you to sing, if you deliberately stop singing halfway, I will also be harmed by you half to death." Ask for your answer, of course. ”

"Then I choose to die with you! No one can come up with this Canyon of the End! The singing boy shouted with a sigh of anger.

Wu Qi pretended to be a pity and sighed.

"Since this is your choice, I don't force it."

After that, Wu Qi took out an ice horn from his back, and the singing boy's eyes widened again when he saw the ice horn.

I only heard Wu Qi say: "As long as I blow the horn, all the singers will return to the Final Cold Canyon." I'll try them one by one, and someone will always be willing to take me out. ”

The singing boy couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. In his eyes, Wu Qi is even more devilish than he imagined. Try? This simple verb entails killing all the singers who come to them, resurrecting them one by one with their abilities, and asking them if they are willing to sell their loyalty for a second life.

"Don't kidnap me with the lives and deaths of my colleagues, I don't know them well." When the singing boy said this, he felt that his confidence was empty, and he might be seen by the other party, so it was better not to say it.

Wu Qi probed deeply into the window of the singing boy's soul with a meaningful gaze, and he said coldly: "The righteousness is awe-inspiring, and it is really respectable. You should pretend to promise me, and then stop singing Guanghan songs in the middle of the way, so that you can end up together in the true sense. In short, the master you are loyal to is no longer there, and your life is in your own hands now and in the future, and the choice of what kind of future you want to make is in your hands. ”

"I'll wait for you for five seconds." Wu Qi picked up the horn of ice and gave an ultimatum to the singing boy.

Wu Qi decided that the singing boy would be very entangled in his heart now. Is it to avenge the deceased master, or choose to take a step back and exchange the enemy's freedom for the safety of his colleagues.

If the singing boy decides to harm him halfway, he still has a chance, and he can use the defense power of the bubble shield to fight the power of the extremely cold and freezing air, which is equivalent to crashing into the massive unknown factors alone to fight for a chance to escape. But if the singing boy is determined not to sing even a second of Guanghan's song, his chance of escaping from the canyon will be the lowest of all options, and there is no possibility of escape.

This is a psychological game, and the lives of both sides have become weights on the scales on their respective sides. But Wu Qi didn't think it was a gamble with a probability of five or five points, because as early as the passage where the singing boy led him into the final cold canyon, the singing boy's fear of death had been vividly revealed. The singing boy is not willing to sacrifice his own death as the price of victory, and his loyalty is limited.

Otherwise, at the last moment when he was about to be caught up by the enemy, the singing boy would choose to hit him with his body, and at the same time stop singing Guanghan Song and die with him.

Wu Qi waited for the singing boy's reply, and after 5 seconds, the singing boy raised his hand violently and shouted: "I promise you, as long as you swear that you will never cross the river and tear down the bridge!" ”

"Do swearing really work? You should ask if your life is worthy of me crossing the river and demolishing the bridge compared to the life of the Ice Curse Envoy. Wu Qi patted the singing boy on the shoulder, and with a push, he turned his body in the direction of the passage.

"Open the door."

The singing boy endured the humiliation and opened his mouth to sing an ethereal Guanghan song. The freezing cold in front of him that filled the passage retreated to the sides as if commanded. The singing boy was the first to step into the passage, and Wu Qi followed closely.

The passage to the outside of the Canyon of the End of Cold Canyon has been unusually long during this time. Five minutes later, Wu Qi followed the singing boy out of the passage of the Final Cold Canyon completely, and his feet stepped on the soft snowy land again.

The tension of the singing boy reached its peak after walking out of the passage, and he glanced back in a cower, only to see that there was not even half a figure of Wu Qi left behind him.

......

In the snow-covered black needle pine forest, Wu Qi swung his arms and legs and ran wildly at a speed of 270 kilometers per hour. He didn't care about the fierce beasts such as the ice-toothed leopard he encountered on the road, but whenever there was a fierce beast that wanted to chase it, he would directly add spiritual energy to offset the other party's sensory perception. He didn't want to fight more than one battle, and he only focused on running out of the Ice Curse Soil as quickly as possible.

Wu Qi told the singing boy that the Ice Curse Throne Envoy was dead, and even welcomed the Tenth Throne in person, but he himself couldn't really think so. Any of the thirteen thrones is very powerful, and the most important thing is that the abilities of each one are almost self-contained - the performance of the three thrones of Arthur, Kazan, and Cleo is quite convincing. The multiple abilities that form the system are in the hands of the strong is the power of one plus one plus one equals ten.

In the territory of the other party, it is still the first time to see the enemy, and Wu Qi has the self-knowledge that he can't win. Even if it was the second situation in which the Ice Curse Envoy rushed back and collided with him, Wu Qi definitely didn't want to see it come true.

It's just an investigative mission, and getting the intel and retreating safely is a victory!

The survey map records Wu Qi's survey route map and greatly deepens his impression of the route. He ran without panting through the black needle pine forest, over the towering icebergs, through the permafrost ice fields, and into the sea of hyacinth flowers.

The borders of the Spelled Land are just a stone's throw away. Wu Qi added strength and rushed out completely.

The scenery in the field of vision has faded to an icy blue hue, and the scenery that catches the eye has changed back to a verdant forest that has not been seen for a long time. Wu Qi leaned against a thick tree trunk and could finally get some time to rest.

The heart in his chest was about to burn, and his physical strength was barely moving. Wu Qi's body can be said to have bottomed out in both energy and physical strength, falling below the threshold of ensuring safety.

Wu Qi slowly opened his bag and took out the frozen meat of the polar bear. His arms are slow but his mouth is fast, and it takes more than a minute to get rid of these frozen meats, and the corpse virus in his body has finally regained some vitality.

"I see you're in a hurry, Wu Qi."

A cold and ethereal voice floated out from the silent forest, Wu Qi was still digesting it one second ago, and the next second, his eyes changed immediately, and the muscles of his whole body reflexively adjusted to the tense state of battle.

Hiram's figure moved out of Wu Qi's field of vision into Wu Qi's field of vision out of thin air like a ghost, and Wu Qi didn't know that Hiram was in that position before.

"Hiram ...... My lord. ”

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