I can't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

Or she's in purgatory.

Those forbearant and miserable moans and cries of pain came from far away. She didn't want to hear it, but the voice surrounded her like a cloud. She struggled to open her eyes. Did you open your eyes? Why is there not the slightest light in front of me, and I can't see my fingers?

"Cold ......"

I don't know how long she struggled, but she seemed to fall from the boundless darkness into the ice cave. The cold soaked into her bones, making her shiver. The teeth bit into the thin lips, and a trace of blood came out, lining the lips pale.

It's like a little bit of frozen water, trying to rush desperately but stagnating at the moment of being frozen. All the struggles are so powerless. She couldn't feel her body, only the little clarity left on the Lingtai let her know that she was still alive.

That's all.

Her mind had been frozen by the cold, and she couldn't think.

At this moment, a warm feeling fell from the sky and approached her.

Even if it's just a piece of grass, the drowning person will try his best to hold on.

She wrapped her hands and feet together.

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Qin Yousang couldn't move, and he was ashamed and indignant and let this woman baba entangle him.

Her body was as soft as water grass on all fours, and she was firmly tied to him. He struggled to breathe, and was dragged into a strange world by her.

Darkness obscures vision. His five senses are sharper. The unique smell of a woman's body is like an orchid musk. He held his breath, but her breath seeped through the pores of his skin.

She's as sweet as honey. At the touch, it was as if countless ants were gently biting him. The sourness and tingling taste made his whole body tremble slightly.

Qin Yousang's lips pursed, and he silently recited over and over again the heart-purifying mantra that he had been reciting since he was a four-year-old apprentice. The spell fell like a stone, smashing into the sea of consciousness in the heart. He is like a reclaimed Jingwei bird, tirelessly trying to smash the storm rolling up in his heart.

A touch of coldness fell on his lips. He tasted the incredible softness and sweetness.

There was a thud in my head.

Flames swept through the heavens and the earth. Qin Yousang was completely dissolved. Only one voice kept admonishing me in my head: "No! Never—"

Before passing out in a coma, Qin Yousang made an oath with the reputation of the ancestors of the Qingshan Sect.