Every time the dagger and the ice slammed together, Chen Qingqiu could feel the tiger's mouth being shaken numb. The ice was so hard that the dagger had been chiseled for a long time, but a little ice chips had been pulled down. When I touched it with my fingers, there were only shallow marks.

The sound of the dagger chiseling ice was a little high-pitched, tickling her heart again and again. Bai Mao sat quietly behind her, watching her raise her arms and drop them again—they all knew that it was useless.

Even if he was wearing a thick cotton suit, Chen Qingqiu trembled violently, and his movements were not very smooth.

"When—"

The dagger jumped out of her hand and fell on the ice.

Chen Qingqiu squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand blankly to find the dagger. Bai Mao didn't make a sound all the time, and under the heavy darkness, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"It's useless."

"Is there really no way?"

Bai Mao picked up the dagger and tried hard to insert it, but it only left a little dent. The ice here is too thick and hard, and I want to dig out the depression that I crawl out, and I don't know how many years and months it will take, and I will starve to death and freeze to death before I can get out.

Maybe Chen Qingqiu's eyes were too eager, Bai Mao handed the dagger to her hand in the dark, and he rarely explained:

"The demonic power has been completely suppressed."

When Chen Qingqiu heard this, he sighed in disappointment. She pulled out the only two incendiary charms in her pocket and tried to spell herself out of there.

As soon as she moved her spiritual power, she felt the suppression in Bai Mao's mouth. It was as if there was a glass covering most of the spiritual power, and the little that could be used was just leaking out of the cracks, and it was an overwhelming pressure.

Chen Qingqiu groaned in pain, wanting to use it forcibly, just like a mantis arm as a car.

"If you force your luck, you'll die faster."

Bai Mao saw the discomfort in her body and coldly picked it out. Chen Qingqiu endured the discomfort in his body:

"If you don't try, you'll die faster."

I don't know how long it took, Chen Qingqiu reluctantly gathered a trace of spiritual power in his body and ignited one of the burning charms.

"Whew-"

The fire burned in front of the two people, and Bai Mao's pale face was particularly dazzling in the darkness.

Chen Qingqiu's forehead was already sweating, but it was not hot, but painful, and she clearly realized that if she used her spiritual power again at this time, she might be crushed by that pressure.

The burning talisman was originally made to expel monsters, and the fire should have burned fiercely and for a long time, not less than thirty centimeters high like now, and it would be extinguished after a while.

Chen Qingqiu hurriedly took advantage of this fire to reach out and roast it, and looked around to see this situation more clearly.

It was surrounded by ice, and under the light of the fire, it was dyed orange and red, and it was strangely beautiful. Chen Qingqiu didn't have the heart to appreciate this beauty, and hurriedly wanted to use this fire to visit all the places again.

"Are you coming?"

Unable to find something to ignite, Chen Qingqiu gritted his teeth, took off his heavy coat, and rolled it into a long strip. Bai Mao sighed and stepped forward to help her tear her cotton clothes into several long strips.

"It's useless, I've already seen it once."

Chen Qingqiu had already guessed that Bai Mao would have night vision, and his heart was constantly sinking, but he still pursed his lips and said to Bai Mao:

"Then look at it again."

The flames shone on Chen Qingqiu's face, and there was also a layer of orange shrouded, his lips were redder than before, and the fire in his peach blossom eyes jumped. Bai Mao opened his eyes and said coldly:

"Go if you want, without this clothes, you will freeze to death faster."