The moon has fallen, and the spring rain has stopped. The two took their umbrellas and parked next to the tower. Wanyan looked up at the tower, Feng Aohan pulled her on, and after a while, she came to the cold side hall. There is a water tank at the entrance of the side hall. Next to the water tank was a wooden ladder and a wooden basin with a handkerchief.

Feng Aohan: "Xu is the white pigeon thrush is ready to clean this place, and it is raining again, so let's go back!"

Wanyan: "At night, do you clean this dark and strange place? What does the plaque say?"

Feng Aohan: "This is where my mother practiced. ”

Feng Aohan picked up the handkerchief in the basin, walked the wooden ladder and wiped the dust on the door plaque with the handkerchief, and a few ancient characters appeared in front of the two.

Feng Aohan: "Guanghan Palace!"

Feng Aohan looked at the plaque carefully again, and found that there was a line of small characters written under the big characters, which meant that there were two ways out of this place. The two climbed down the stairs, and he went to the small room next to the side hall and took the candle. He walked back to the Guanghan Hall, then took out the key and opened it gently. The door opened, and a cold wind blew in. The feeling of darkness in the hall of Feng Ao Han Jue is the same as that of a dream.

Yang Wanyan: "How do you have the key here?"

Feng Aohan: "The Lord of the Abyss gave it." ”

The hall was lit by red candles, the floor was smooth, and all sides were surrounded by cabinets of various colors, on which were stacked with boxes and jars of different sizes. Feng Aohan put the umbrella outside, and the two of them had just taken a few steps before the door behind them was closed. Feng Aohan turned to push, and there was a sound of mechanical gears running, and the door was locked.

Feng Aohan squatted on the ground: "Oh no, it's locked! ”

Feng Aohan remembered the words on the plaque, there are two ways out of this place. He calmly pulled Yang Wanyan inside.

Yang Wanyan: "Who is outside?"

Feng Aohan: "I don't know!"

Outside the main hall, a transparent teenager smiled and walked away in the wind.

Inside the main hall.

"Why are you pulling me away, when I break down this door, let's rush out and have a look. ”

Yang Wanyan let go of Feng Aohan's hand, and she performed a set of exercises. Blue gas ignited in his hands. There was a burst of cold air from behind, this cold was absorbed by Wanyan, Feng Aohan took half a step back, Wanyan who wears white clothes on weekdays is more beautiful than the goddess in the sky, and Wanyan who wears men's clothes today is also very delicate. Feng Aohan looked at Wanyan's eyes, deep in them and couldn't extricate himself.

Wanyan's palms were wrapped with blue gas. Feng Aohan stood aside, only feeling how Wanyan's murderous aura could be so powerful. Wanyan raised her fist and slammed it hard against the door, the door trembled violently, and then regained its calm, and there was no trace on the door.

Wanyan: "On weekdays, I can break a 20-year-old tree with one punch, what's going on! ”

Wanyan used murderous aura this time, this punch, like a flash flood, is not at all like the power that a girl can have, this punch hit the door, the gate trembled slightly, and then this murderous aura rebounded directly to Wanyan's body, Wanyan was knocked away, floating into the darkness. Feng Aohan left the gate and walked towards the darkness, Feng Aohan felt that this place was so wide for the first time.

Wanyan fell to the ground, and there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets. The altars and jars shattered to the ground.

Feng Aohan: "Wanyu~~"

He Wanyan: "I~I...... I'm fine. ”

Feng Aohan ran several steps with a candle before finding Yang Wanyan under a fallen bookshelf. Feng Aohan put the candle aside, and then used all his strength to lift the cabinet, Wanyan quickly climbed out, and Feng Aohan put the cabinet down. Wanyan's hair was scattered, her clothes were messy, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. Feng Aohan helped her up. Wanyan stood up, and the cold air blew. She rubbed her arms together, her lips purple and shivering.

Wanyan: "It's so cold, Brother Han, aren't you cold?"

Feng Aohan: "It's a bit biting cold, but I can still bear it." ”

Wanyan: "How are we going to get out?" It's as cold as the Azure Continent. ”

Feng Aohan: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a way out." ”

Feng Aohan took out the Qiankun gourd, he shook the gourd, and a ring fell from the gourd, and he put the ring on his hand. Wanyan picked up the red candle, and the two continued to walk inside. The more you go inside, the colder it gets, the chill is biting cold, and Wanyan is a little uncomfortable. Wanyan's feet softened, and she fell into Feng Aohan's arms, and the candle fell to the ground.

Wanyan: "It's so cold in here! I feel like I'm delirious." ”

Feng Aohan half-squatted, holding Wanyan in his arms, he kept breathing, hoping that this would warm up. But this was undoubtedly in vain, and Wanyan's body temperature continued to drop. At this moment, the red candle lit a book that had fallen to the ground, and the flame jumped and ignited.

Feng Aohan had an idea, and immediately picked up the old wood in the corner to make a fire. The fire was lit, and Feng Aohan hugged Wanyan to roast the fire. He took off his coat and put it on the ground, and then let Wanyan lie down on her clothes. Feng Aohan picked up the Demon Book again, and he put the Demon Book and the Black Lotus Seed on He Wanyan's body. The black lotus seed launched a murderous aura, and Wanyan quickly warmed up a lot.

Wanyan: "The wind is cold, will we freeze to death here? Why don't you break the roof and rush out?"

Feng Aohan: "The roof is an enchantment, it can't be broken, you can only smash the door." ”

The black lotus seed transformed into a human form and sat next to Wanyan to exercise.

Feng Aohan: "When the firewood is almost finished, add a few." ”

Black Lotus nodded.

The Book of Demons: "Take me with you!"

Feng Aohan picked up the Book of Crossing Demons and walked inside, he touched the wall along the road and found that this was a confined space, if so, what did the words on the plaque mean, thinking of this, Feng Aohan guessed that there must be a mechanism here, and if you find the mechanism, you can get out from another place. Feng Aohan looked around, and found that there were ornaments next to these bookcases, each of which was an animal, Feng Aohan turned around for a moment, and found that there was a painting hanging in the deepest corner of the Guanghan Palace, and this portrait was very familiar. The painting shows a woman, who looks like a fairy and has a dress like a cloud. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a human figure flashed.

Feng Aohan: "Mother!"

Feng Goudan's mother was originally like a fairy, but a scar on her face directly turned her into an ugly woman in everyone's mouth. Feng Aohan walked into this portrait, he was wearing the ring of the Emperor River on his hand, the gentle light of the ring was just enough for him to take a good look at this picture, and his palm was close to the portrait. The Book of Demons suddenly shook.

Feng Aohan: "What's wrong?"

The Book of Demons: "There is something behind the door, there is something behind the door." ”

Feng Aohan: "Where is the door?"

He grabbed the scroll and flipped it violently. Behind the portrait there is a secret door made of wood. From the crack in the secret door, some air currents flew out. The cold air of this great hall is blown from here.

Feng Aohan knocked on the secret door with his left fist, the sound was very crisp, Feng Aohan touched the door again, and there was no button pattern groove on the door.

Feng Aohan didn't know how to open this door. According to Feng Aohan's thoughts, behind the secret door, there must be a tunnel out, Feng Aohan touched the wall next to the secret door again. There weren't any button patterns or recesses on the walls. Feng Aohan's hand was filled with murderous aura, and the murderous aura formed a cyclone, and then turned into a sphere, and the sphere glowed with a faint golden light. Feng Aohan took off the beautiful picture scroll, then took a step back, and threw the cyclone in his hand hard, the cyclone touched the door, and the door immediately exploded, Feng Aohan crossed his hands to protect his head, and the sawdust scattered. Feng Aohan patted the dust off his body, and he rolled up the scroll and set it aside.

The secret door opened, and a chill hit the face. Feng Aohan rubbed his arm. He approached the cave, and the Dijiang Ring glowed, and he could see the cave, the walls of the cave were covered in ice, like a tunnel made of crystal. The walls are covered with blue and white ice crystals that grow a number of ice spikes, each of which looks extremely sharp. This reminded Feng Aohan of the ice spike he had been stabbed in his dream. Feng Aohan subconsciously took a few steps back.

Feng Aohan: "This road is not like a way out, but like a dead end!"

There was a strange creaky sound. Feng Aohan fixed his eyes. The ice crystals in the cave actually crawled out of the cave, like vines, and slowly grew. The beautiful ice crystal snowflakes look very weird and terrifying at the moment, the wind and cold retreat, the ice crystals grow more and more, and there are ice thorns everywhere, and there is no way to settle down, like the hair on the body of a yak, and like the thorns on the body of a hedgehog. Feng Aohan ran desperately towards Wanyan.

The sound of ice crystals growing disappeared, and Feng Aohan turned his head to see that the ice crystals had wrapped the surrounding bookcases, and the wind in the cave was getting stronger and stronger. The cold wind hits the back of the wind and the cold. The ice crystals glow a faint blue light.

Feng Aohan heard Wanyan calling him from afar. Feng Aohan could hear that Wan Yan was about to die, this Guanghan Hall was getting colder and colder, if it was biting cold before, at this moment, all the internal organs were infected with the cold, Feng Aohan's lips turned purple and began to tremble.

He rushed to Yang Wanyan's side and hugged Wanyan in his arms, the surroundings had been sealed by ice and snow, and the hall at this moment had become a huge ice vault. The cold wind made all the internal organs tremble, and the biting cold wind entered every vein of the body. Feng Aohan sneezed, and Yang Wanyan became weaker and weaker.

Except for the place where Feng Aohan squatted, the rest of the places were already frosted on the ground, the walls were ice, and the top of the head was icicles. The ice looks as smooth as a mirror, and the ice on the walls has beautiful ice flowers.

Wanyan was weak: "Why is it getting colder and colder?"

Feng Aohan: "It's all my fault, it's a mistake!"

The black lotus seed turned into a book belt and tied it to the Demon Book, Feng Aohan tied the Demon Book back to the juniors, and the black lotus seed used murderous energy to warm Feng Aohan, and Feng Aohan hugged Wanyan tightly.

The temperature of the main hall dropped rapidly, and the murderous aura of the black lotus seed seemed to be suppressed by something, and Feng Aohan lost its heat source.

With a bang, the ground around Feng Aohan began to crack, just like in the previous dream, cracking in all directions, and Feng Aohan didn't know what would happen next. Several ice spikes fell from the top of their heads, and the ice spikes surrounded the two of them, and the ice spikes formed a circle, and the two of them could not walk an inch inside.

There was another click, and Feng Aohan felt the ground begin to collapse under his feet. The fire gradually went out, and Feng Aohan quickly picked up Wanyan and prepared to flee from this place, but he couldn't move an inch, and the way around him had been cut off by ice spikes.

Feng Aohan stood in the center of the ice spike in despair, Feng Aohan looked at the cold ice spike beside him, looked at the woman in his arms, and watched her slowly die, but he couldn't do anything, Feng Aohan's body ignited a force.

On the beams of the Guanghan Palace, a snow-white spider inhabits and breeds here. Feng Aohan opened the cave, the cold wind howled, thousands of spiders climbed down the beams of the house, came to the ground, densely looked like a pile of rice balls with long legs, and made people's scalps numb. Feng Aohan and the two were trapped in the ice thorns, and they couldn't see all the things around them, otherwise if Feng Aohan saw this scene with his own eyes, he would definitely have stomach juice tumbling.

Feng Aohan put Wanyan on the ground, he wrapped his fist with his clothes, pulled the hair scattered in front of his forehead to the back of his head with his left hand, gritted his teeth and hit the ice spike hard, it looked like the fist was as heavy as a bull, the fist hit the ice thorn, the icicle was unscathed, Feng Aohan took his fist and blew his fist funny, it seemed that when the fist touched the ice thorn, it was very painful.

Feng Aohan's murderous aura sank on his legs, he used a seven-step lotus, and used the strength of milk to strike hard, Feng Aohan's foot was raised, with a golden murderous aura on his feet, it looked extremely powerful, and its momentum was like a rainbow, who expected this kick to kick on the ice spike as thick as an icicle, the ice spike just trembled, and then returned to its original state.

Feng Aohan: "Girl, I brought you in, I will definitely take you out!"

Feng Aohan retreated to Wanyan's side, and those spiders began to spit out spider silk with slime, and these white silks were firmly wound around the icicles one by one, and thousands of tangyuan with long legs kept squirming their little feet and feet, and the silk became more and more. Feng Aohan squatted inside with Wanyan in his arms, and he only knew that the ice spikes around him were shaking. The murderous aura in Feng Aohan's body kept spinning and gradually becoming mature, and those spider silks began to transmit murderous aura to Feng Aohan, and Feng Aohan didn't know it.

A blue glint flashed in his eyes. Wanyan squinted her eyes, and she noticed that Feng Aohan had become different from before. Wanyan felt that the young man in front of her had become very distant and cold, like an ice sculpture. Wanyan slowly closed her eyes, fainted, looked at Wanyan who fainted, Feng Aohan's heart, popped, and jumped out of his chest, his brain was blank.

The book of demons said weakly: "I can't do it, I'll sleep." ”

Black Lotus Seed: "I can't hold it anymore, I'll take a rest first." ”

Feng Aohan lost his heat source, and his pupils were more pure, more ethereal and clear. The eyes are like a light blue jewel, like a light blue lake, and then like a cold star in the sky. Feng Aohan didn't know where to pick up Wanyan, and he walked to the icicle.

Blue eyes glanced at the icicle slightly, then he raised his left foot and kicked it lightly, and the icicle actually broke a large hole, the ice spike shattered, and the cold wind howled. Feng Aohan stood with Wan Yan in his arms, Wan Yan was so cold that she closed her eyes, but Feng Ao Han didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all.

The spiders stood in two rows as if they knew the wind and the cold, as if welcoming the king. Feng Aohan couldn't understand why this animal treated him like this, and Feng Aohan looked at these disgusting spiders. Feng Aohan threw a piece of clothing on the ground, and then put Wanyan on the clothes, Feng Aohan sat cross-legged, and the murderous aura in his body slowly output, and he injected this murderous aura into Wanyan's body. Those murderous aura was very warm, and Wanyan's lips gradually returned to their pink color, and her face was much more rosy.

Yang Wanyan squinted her eyes and said weakly.

"Murderous infusion, you will die!"

Feng Aohan: "Although I haven't signed a contract, I can verbally promise that you are already my wife, and I brought you in, and I will leave everything to my husband." ”

The spider said a word on the ground, and Feng Aohan looked at this sentence and thought in his heart. This spider is a very unique species, with a snow-white body and blue limbs, which looks like long-legged rice balls. Feng Aohan had read the name of this species in an ancient book, and the world called it the cold poisonous spider. This spider is very belligerent, and for some reason when it sees the wind and the cold, these things become docile like a domestic dog.

Feng Aohan: "Gods and demons?"

Only at this moment did he know that Feng Aohan's mother was likely to be a descendant of some demon god. He was originally alone, but he had a mother in this life, and he lived to save his mother and live to fulfill the gambling contract. But now he has another responsibility on his shoulders, and that is the woman lying on the ground. In his life, he wants to live vigorously and differently for these two women.

He took the book and set up a bunk, and then he left Wanyan and walked towards the cave where the cold wind was howling, and the wind was proud of the wind, and Wanyan watched him return as if he were looking at a hero on a journey. This place is so bitterly cold, so cold that it makes people feel lonely and all kinds of terrible visions. Wanyan was afraid that Feng Aohan would go, so she wouldn't come back, she suddenly shouted.

Wanyan: "The wind is arrogant~"

Feng Aohan turned his back to her. "What's wrong?"

Wanyan: "Alive!"

Feng Aohan: "If there is no you in the world, it is boring to live alone." If there is no me in the world, may you remember each other. ”

Yang Wanyan: "We agreed, let's go and save your mother together!"

The words fell, and Feng Aohan's back disappeared into the ice crystal cave.