After the guards beside Jing Qingxiao were hit by the fireball technique, a raging fire ignited on their bodies, and in the light of the fire, they fell to the ground in pain and rolled around, and a terrible scream came, and the fire engulfed them in an instant.

Those people were instantly burned to ashes in front of Jing Qingxiao's eyes, and Jing Qingxiao was so frightened that he hurriedly took dozens of steps back, hiding behind Archmage Ruomu Yuan.

He said in a trembling voice: "Aiqing, save me, help me!" After speaking, he brushed the cold sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves, and never dared to come out again.

A bitter cold wind rose, and suddenly it snowed heavily, and the snow turned into tens of thousands of ice cubes in the moment it landed.

Ruo Mu Yuan's silver hair flew in the wind under his black hood, and the silver-white hair seemed to merge with the snow, and tens of thousands of ice cubes were like sharp blades dyed with white frost.

White Frost Dye used spells to condense into an enchantment to resist tens of thousands of ice cubes, and she held the light of the stars and moon in her hand high, and the majestic scorching sun qi impacted the overwhelming snow around her.

"Well... It's so cold! Jing Qingxiao kept rubbing his hands, and sighed at the fat hands, he was shivering with cold, his teeth were fighting, and his voice became trembling.

The ice was forced back by the scorching sun, and the ice broke and melted in an instant.

I saw that the broken ice cubes gathered around Ruomu Yuan, turning into long ice swords, several sharp ice swords emitted cold sword light, and the ice swords pierced the enchantment and stabbed at the white frost stain in the enchantment.

White frost was stabbed by the ice sword, blood gushed out from her mouth, and the scorching yang qi around her body was forced back, and endless cold swept towards her.

Since ancient times, water and fire are incompatible, White Frost Dye cultivates fire-based spells, and Ruomu Yuan cultivates ice-based spells, although they are both archmages, and the two spells of ice and fire are mutually restrictive, but White Frost Dye has only learned the first layer of the high-level spell of the fire spell, the Burning Sun Technique, and the high-level spell Ice Pick Technique in the ice spell cast by Ruomu Yuan has reached its peak.

White frost stained clutched her chest in pain, the scorching sun around her was fading, the blood in her body seemed to be frozen by ice, and the corners of her mouth continued to overflow with blood, like leaves knocked off by frost, shivering in the air.

"Froststain, how are you?" Xuan Huaiyu helped the white frost dye to sit up and leaned on himself.

"Brother Yu, I'm so cold!" There is not much left of the scorching sun around the body dyed by hoarfrost, like falling into an ice cellar.

Xuan Huaiyu untied his cloak and put it on her, trying to make her feel a little warm.

"Brother Yu, can you hold me tight? I'm so cold! The white frost dyed his face pale, his mouth opened slightly, and he pleaded with Xuan Huaiyu in a weak voice.

There was no blood on the pale little face dyed by white frost, like a piece of white rice paper, and the pale lips turned purple due to the extreme cold, seeing Xuan Huaiyu's hesitation in his heart, he said tremblingly in an extremely weak voice: "Brother Yu, okay?" ”

"Okay." Xuan Huaiyu had to hold her tightly in his arms.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a lot of confidants! What about this one? ”

Alena pressed the strength of Su Moyan's hand around Su Moyan's neck a little more, and whispered to Su Moyan, "Do you want to know the weight of your heart in his heart?" I'm looking forward to him coming to save you, right? Haha..."

Su Morou's face was flushed, and he squeezed out a sentence in pain: "You... Kill me with one sword, you can also see that the archmage is the future crown princess of Xuanguo, and I am nothing... I'm afraid it won't be as you wish. ”

"Rouge. Let her go! Alena looked at Xuan Huaiyu, who was nervous, and said to Su Moyan, "Really? Don't play tricks on me. ”

Su Morou closed her eyes, tears falling silently.

"It's been two hours, and we still haven't found His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Sister Su, Mu Gongzi, where do you say they will go? Will there be any danger? Ah Ling asked anxiously to Mu Qingyun beside him.

Mu Qingyun had already sent all the secret guards around him to find the whereabouts of Xuan Huaiyu and Su Moyan, but for some reason, he didn't receive any news, and even those secret guards didn't come back to restore their lives.

Su Moyan was forced to the edge of the cliff by the mysterious woman Alena, Xuan Huaiyu put the injured and unconscious hoarfrost under a tree, and said to Alena and Jing Qingxiao: "You magnify the mage and Su Moyan leave, I will go with you..."

That Jing Qingxiao hurriedly came out from behind Ruomu Yuan and straightened out his somewhat messy outer robe, it was too cold, so he tightened his outer robe and wrapped his fat body tightly.

The luxurious dragon-patterned robe was full of creases, he squeezed the fat on his face, and said with a lewd smile: "Prince Xuan is really affectionate and righteous, come here, take it away!" ”

"Stop!" Mu Xiuchen, who was dressed in white, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the surrounding aura forced the guards beside Jing Qingxiao to retreat.

He slowly landed in front of Xuan Huaiyu from mid-air, knelt down and saluted Xuan Huaiyu: "Weichen is late, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to atone for his sins!" ”

"Who is this! You're not done yet! Can't we discuss it together? Jing Qingxiao yawned at the right time, and complained: "It's late in the middle of the night, and I don't let people sleep, it's so late, I'm so sleepy!" He yawned a few more times.

"Mr. Mu, please get up!" Xuan Huaiyu helped Mu Xiuchen, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Mu Xiuchen, long time no see! I heard that you are seriously injured and in retreat, but I don't know if the injury is very good? ”

If Mu Yuan's silver hair covered the cold half of his face, his eyes were full of coldness, if it weren't for the endless coldness in his voice, he thought he was caring about his friend who he hadn't seen for many years.

But this sentence is indeed a greeting, for a real master, he needs a strong opponent to set off his strength, and Mu Xiuchen is that powerful opponent, this is the sympathy between masters.

"Who? Mu Xiuchen. When Jing Qingxiao heard the words Mu Xiuchen, he was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Ruomu Yuan and shut up.

The handsome man in white in front of him was the pharmacist Mu Xiuchen, who used the moonlight tranquility spell to defeat the 50,000 iron horsemen of Jingguo ten years ago.

"The minister hurried over after taking care of the affairs of the minister's wife, but he was still a step late, and asked His Highness to atone for his sins!"

He also said to Ruomu Yuan: "The archmage has come from thousands of miles away, and he will not just care about whether my injuries are healed!" ”

The two looked at each other, and the two powerful manas around them collided, like a surging dark tide, and instantly regained calm.

Xuan Huaiyu said to Mu Xiuchen: "My injuries are fine, but the archmage and General Li are both seriously injured, can you save them first?" ”

Mu Xiuchen took out a piece of black magnetic crystal, and used his mana to urge the magnetic crystal to wander around Li Hao's acupuncture points, and the magnetic crystal sucked out ten slender silver needles all over his body, and after the silver needles were sucked out, Li Hao was completely awake.

Mu Xiuchen put the magnetic crystal in his sleeve, bowed to Xuan Huaiyu, and said slowly: "General Li was hit by the spiritualist technique, that spiritualism is an extremely poisonous spell, the caster has used a silver needle to pierce the ten important acupuncture points around General Li's body, and the person who has been hit by the spiritualist is controlled by the caster like the marionette, and finally loses his mind completely. ”

Mu Xiuchen took the healing potion for Li Hao again, looked at the general Aknu and said: "If I don't guess this poisonous spiritualism, only the high priest of the Misa country can learn this spell, and the person who casts the spell must be a native of the Misa country, but this soul-conjuring technique is not yet proficient, so I came up with this vicious method to place the silver needle in the ten acupuncture points around the general." ”

After Mu Xiuchen finished speaking, he cast a spell and snatched the jade flute from Alena's hand, "Wait for me to destroy this harmful magic weapon first." ”

After speaking, the slender fingers holding the jade flute suddenly tightened, and the jade flute turned into fine powder and fell to the ground.

The hundreds of purple-black living dead around him fell to the ground one after another, the woman's eyes were sharp on the mask, one hand grabbed Su Moyan, and the other hand held a long whip that was gentle and straight towards Mu Xiuchen.

The whip did not hit Mu Xiuchen's body as he wished, Mu Xiuchen avoided it instantly, and the whip fell to the ground, dusty.

Mu Xiuchen flew into the air and landed on Alena's shoulder, Alena took dozens of steps back, the soles of her feet fell into the air, and she fell into the cliff.

When Alena fell into the cliff, she raised the long whip in her hand and wrapped it around Su Morou's ankle and dragged her violently, and Su Morou also fell into the cliff.