"And how did I get out?"

This question has always haunted Mu Xinghe's mind.

Could it be that after a long time of mining, it will melt naturally?

As if seeing through Mu Xinghe's thoughts, Ning Xue'er said: "The reason why this ice cube is called Xuan Ice is because it is mixed with magical elements - ice, it is difficult for ordinary scorching sun to melt it, and it is only possible with a high temperature of thousands of degrees. ”

Ning Xue'er's words ruled out environmental factors, and the resurrection of Mu Xinghe became more and more confusing.

After thinking to no avail, Mu Xinghe looked at the ice again, and now he was still thinking about how to take out his backpack, after all, it contained something very important to him.

Mu Xinghe turned his gaze to Ning Xue'er for help, she is a person from the future, this Xuan Bing should not be difficult for her.

This is indeed the case, Ning Xue'er raised her chin slightly, looked proud, and said, "What? Gave up so quickly? Or I'll give you an idea, you can drag this ice cube outside the warehouse and continue to beat it in the sun, and within ten years, it will still be possible to break the ice cube. ”

Mu Xinghe was speechless, how could he not hear that she was mocking him.

People look very beautiful, why is the character so disgusted? Mu Xinghe thought to himself.

"Do me a favor." Mu Xinghe's expression stiffened.

Ning Xue'er smiled: "I can help you, but Miss Ben is not in a beautiful mood now, or you can sing me a song, the ancient kind!" ”

Mu Xinghe: "......"

Is this to amuse yourself, singing? Just him?

I still remember when I just graduated from college, Xi Yao took the initiative to ask to sing together, but when I arrived at KTV Mu Xinghe immediately raised her voice, it was simply a ghost crying wolf howl, a group of demons dancing wildly, the whole tragic word, so that every time she heard that he was going to KTV, the whole person couldn't help but clench her palms.

However, since people made this "absurd" request, Mu Xinghe naturally had no reason to refuse, so he cleared his throat and sang his best "Heroic Song".

"The big river flows eastward, the stars in the sky are in the Beidou wow (hey, hey, hey......, hey

Mu Xinghe not only sings, but also has its own sound effects, humming and chirping.

As for Ning Xue'er, the moment he just spoke, his hairs exploded, and then his whole face changed wildly.

This song can be said to be sung by Mu Xinghe as a ghost wailing, Ning Xue'er wanted to interrupt, but she had a fanatical attachment to ancient things that was close to faith, so she forced herself to grit her teeth and listen.

Five minutes later.

After finishing the song, Ning Xue'er breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment her smooth forehead was crawling with fine sweat, and even her back was soaked.

As for Mu Xinghe, he was addicted to singing it, and kept clearing his voice, which meant to sing again.

Ning Xue'er's face was ugly: "Okay, the transaction is complete, you retreat to the door now, and let you see the so-called magic!" ”

Hearing the word "magic", Mu Xinghe's whole person suddenly became excited.

"You mean, you're going to use ......," he asked.

Ning Xue'er nodded: "That's right, magic, I just learned it for a short time, so I just happened to try the power." ”

Hearing this, Mu Xinghe retreated to the door and stared at Ning Xue'er intently.

Ning Xue'er also moved backwards, and did not stop until she was ten meters away.

I saw her arms stretched out horizontally, palms facing outward, and at the same time closing her eyes, falling into silence.

Mu Xinghe looked at her intently, carefully watching every movement, remembering it firmly.

It was only five minutes later, but Ning Xue'er didn't make the next move.

At this moment, Mu Xinghe couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Is it dumb?" He thought.

After another two minutes, Mu Xinghe wiped his forehead and looked suspiciously at the warehouse.

From the beginning, the temperature in the warehouse has risen sharply, and at this time, it has increased by more than ten degrees. Not only that, but the temperature was still rising rapidly, and soon Mu Xinghe felt that he was in a steamer, sweating nonstop.

He wiped the beads of sweat and looked at Ning Xue'er, only to see Ning Xue'er biting her lip tightly and her hands trembling slightly.

Mu Xinghe couldn't help but worry about it.

Looking at this situation, Ning Xue'er doesn't seem to be able to control it yet.

"It's going to be okay, is it?" He said in his heart.

However, he also knew that he must not interrupt rashly in this situation, and that if the spell is interrupted, it will inevitably suffer backlash, as is written in the novel.

Finally, when the temperature rose to about forty degrees, Ning Xue'er suddenly unfolded a crimson circle with a diameter of half a meter in front of her hands. The center of the circle is depicted with a six-pointed star, and the outer ring of the book is densely packed with mysterious characters whose meaning is unknown.

Ning Xue'er's expression was focused, and she chanted earnestly: "Passionate fire elemental, listen to my call, condense into a ball of flames, and destroy the target in front of you - the fireball technique!" ”

After speaking, a ball of red fireball, about the size of a bowl, burned from the center of the circle, and then flew towards Xuan Bing with a "whoosh".

At this point, Mu Xinghe finally saw the real magic, but he was a little disappointed.

Just such a small ball of fire? What can you do?

However.

Rumble!!!

The deafening explosion was reminiscent, and the terrifying roar made Mu Xinghe's head buzz. This was followed by an incomparable stream of furious air.

Mu Xinghe was already standing unsteadily, but at this time, he was swept away by this fierce air current, and the whole person rolled more than ten meters like a ball and stopped.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! ”

Mu Xinghe got up from the ground with a disgraced face and spat out the mud and sand in his mouth.

"This is a fireball? It's a bomb! He said.

The bowl-sized fireball is still so powerful, and it doesn't look like a high-end product, if it's a high-level magic......

Thinking of this, Mu Xinghe's whole person shuddered, and the future world was too terrifying!

In fact, magic has all kinds of mysteries, and the lethality of the competition is a waste of the basics.

"Suffered! Ning Xue'er is still inside! ”

Mu Xinghe thought of Ning Xue'er at this time, she was very close to the explosion point, and she was afraid that she was seriously injured.

So Mu Xinghe didn't dare to delay and rushed into the warehouse.

At this time, the smoke and dust in the warehouse are billowing and invisible.

Mu Xinghe covered his mouth and nose, fanning the dust while groping forward with his memory.

finally came to Ning Xue'er's vicinity, only to see her kneeling on one knee, clutching her chest, coughing violently, and it seemed that she had no external injuries.

"Are you alright?" Mu Xinghe said with concern.

Ning Xue'er's face turned pale, and her whole person looked extremely weak.

"No, it's fine, it's just ...... I didn't expect that the consumption of the most basic 'Fireball Technique' was so large that it almost ...... Didn't go up ......."

She spoke staccaly.

Mu Xinghe bent down to help her up.

"I'll send you back." He said.

Ning Xue'er nodded.

Before leaving, Mu Xinghe's corner of his eye happened to be aimed at the backpack lying in the corner of the wall, so he took it in the palm of his hand and carried Ning Xue'er out.