"Click!

At three poles in the sun, somewhere on the shore in the middle reaches of the Wujiang River, the ice under the sun has become very thin.

Suddenly, countless schools of fish tumbling into a clump of fish approached quickly, facing much thinner ice than last night, as if trying to break free from some kind of restraint.

The ice cracked little by little, and the churning of the fish became more and more violent.

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

While the water splashed, countless schools of fish also rushed to the surface of the water.

Some fell back into the water again, while others fell directly onto the ice and struggled.

Suddenly, a figure was forced out of the water by the largest number of fish, and fell unconsciously to the shore.

The school of fish suddenly fell silent, as if they were all gathered together to replenish oxygen, and kept tumbling and tumbling rapidly.

After ten minutes, the fish had dispersed, and there were only many fish left on the shore, as well as Ma Shuo, who was still unconscious.

The cold winter wind was still howling, and by dusk, a thin layer of ice had formed on the surface of the ice cave again, and even Ma Shuo's legs were frozen in the water.

"Uh-huh!"

With an unconscious groan, Ma Shuo, who was unconscious, couldn't help frowning.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he had already screamed, and Ma Shuo sat up with a spirit.

Then, he covered his head and fell back to the ground: "It hurts!

At this point, he felt like his head was about to explode, as if there was a world war going on inside, and all kinds of sharp and violent sounds came and went.

After spending too much time in an almost anaerobic environment, although there are a large number of fish supplying oxygen, there is still some temporary amnesia caused by lack of oxygen in the brain.

The ice is not thick now, and as Ma Shuo keeps rolling and screaming in pain, his body slowly detached from the water.

As he flung and kicked many schools of fish, he struggled to slowly move away from the water.

Gradually, his brain no longer hurt so much, and Ma Shuo slowly lowered his hands. Half-dead, lying on the spot, gasping for breath.

After his thinking was clear, Ma Shuo endured his weakness and sat up. By this time, it was completely dark, and the cold wind blew through him, making him feel a biting cold.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up and staggered to the shore.

When it gets dark, the temperature can quickly drop to a very low level. Although it is not yet enough to turn the water into ice, for Ma Shuo, who is drenched, it also means that he will freeze to death.

After walking a hundred and ten paces, he came to a forest where the leaves had long since fallen off.

The uninhabited environment around him made him feel a wave of despair.

Glancing left and right again, Ma Shuo's muscles all over his body jumped tightly, hoping that this would speed up blood circulation and prevent his body temperature from dropping too quickly.

Gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before stepping into the woods.

Leaves! Lots or even countless leaves in the woods!

Since there are no lights or people around, perhaps only these leaves can help you keep your body warm.

Thinking of this, Ma Shuo began to use his fastest speed, bending down to collect leaves.

Slowly, the leaves that have fallen for I don't know how many years have fallen into a hill.

Without hesitation, Ma Shuo burrowed into the pile of leaves, and soon disappeared into the woods.

The cold and dryness of winter make the nearly two-meter-high pile of leaves a very good insulating substance.

In addition, there are a lot of gaps between each leaf, and Ma Shuo's entire body is buried in it, and he will not rush to any lack of oxygen.

The north wind was still howling, but the woods were quiet again.

In less than two minutes, a hand reached out from the pile of leaves, threw the wet clothes outside, and retracted the arm again.

At this time, Ma Shuo, who was in a state of complete darkness, had an unprecedentedly calm brain.

He remembered many things he had done in the manor before, and volunteered to make a cage, and he lived in it for several days.

He also knew that he had the ability to "break barriers", so he didn't care much about the poison of the man in green.

But that kind of sudden heat and cold physical condition has not completely disappeared until the time limit mentioned by the man in green.

Even with the passage of time, there is a more and more obvious trend.

Until that night, when I was kneading my muscles and bones in bed, I suddenly felt a tingling pain in my head, and when I woke up again, I was here.

Why?

The obstacle that has been tried and tested before will lose its antidote effect.

Isn't it "inviolable"?

Even if this problem is temporarily suppressed, then where is the man in green? Where is he now?

Countless questions drifted through my mind, forming puzzles that could not be solved.

Although Ma Shuo is motionless now, he controls the muscles of his whole body, contracting, expanding, contracting, and expanding again as if breathing.

The feeling of cold numbness lessened little by little, and the slowness was like peeling off a cocoon.

But he still kept exercising in this way, and his body temperature did return to normal little by little.

You can't move, and you don't dare to go out. Although he has broken frost on his hands, with his current level of martial arts, even if he ignores the poison of the man in green, he will definitely not be able to beat the other party.

Be honest as a quail, and wait until you recover and your clothes are dry.

The next morning, the sun did not show its head until about half past seven.

Ma Shuo, who had regained his strength, slowly stood up, tried not to make any noise as much as possible, and crawled towards the pile of leaves a little bit.

"Rustle!"

"Rustle!"

A few slight rubbing sounds of leaves sounded, and a pair of eyes slowly peeked through the pile of leaves. Most of the bodies are still buried, but they can already look through the gaps.

Like an experienced top hunter, he watched and listened for a long time. When he found that there was not even a sound of wind around him, he officially stuck his head out.

In the midst of a large pile of leaves, a moving human head suddenly appeared. At this time, if someone passes by and sees it, I am afraid that they will be scared half to death by this situation.

There is also some inconspicuous ice ballast on the clothes, although it is almost impossible for the temperature to evaporate into water.

But with the current weather, it may be 10 o'clock at noon, and if it is all due to the sublimation phenomenon, the clothes can almost be worn on the body.

Thinking of this, Ma Shuo simply stopped retracting into the pile of leaves. His head hung down near his clothes, and he looked like a dead man.

Lying on his stomach in the pile of leaves, this soft and elastic state made him more relaxed than lying on the most comfortable bed.

He let out a long sigh of relief, staring at his clothes in a daze.

He kept muttering, "Clothes and clothes are drying quickly! Clothes are drying quickly!"

At this moment, there were no people, birds and beasts around, and even when Ma Shuo started this idiot-like nagging, even the whistling north wind stopped at the right time.

Now in a lonely environment, Ma Shuo doesn't have to be as calm as usual. I don't have to guard against anyone or anything, and I can return to the state that a child should be again.

I don't want to study, I don't want to exercise, I don't even want to miss anyone.

Like a fool, he kept babbling a language that no one could understand.