Chapter Fifty-Seven: Don't Succeed
"Ahh
"Don't give me shortcuts." As he spoke, a powerful blue vortex wind rushed towards Ling Feng and his party.
Ling Feng ran forward decisively, though he had been sticking out countless claws to block his path.
What is he going to do? Although Jiang Zi didn't understand what he was going to do, he knew that this act must have its intentions.
Jiang Zi also dragged his somewhat bulky body with him.
The blue energy wind pushed it back desperately, so that every step it took was very difficult, as if a thousand pounds of stone had been pressed on its thigh.
"Ahh Well. The wind pressed Xiaoqing's head down heavily, and at that moment she felt the pain of being crushed by ants.
"Xiaoqing." Black Whirlwind said as he grabbed her arm tightly, his legs crossed in a triangle, rubbing the ground as hard as he could.
But his whole body still has a tendency to rush down to the ground, "Jiang Zi..."
Black Whirlwind wanted to ask him for a favor, but there was no sign of him in the afterglow. I wanted to turn my head back, but Xiaoqing's arm seemed to slide a little more in his hand.
So I focused on rubbing the ground with my feet and trying to find a point of resistance in a pothole, but it really didn't...
Although the ground is not smooth and has some potholes, the uneven curves are not large, so the slight friction caused by the ground to the feet is almost useless compared to the thrust of the wind, but will increase the pain on the skin.
Ling Feng and Jiang Zi didn't hear Black Whirlwind's cries for help, but neither of them could stop, even though the wind was desperately tearing at their faces, and their mouths were about to deform.
Jiang Zi moved forward while staring at Ling Feng's direction, after all, he wanted Ling Feng's movements.
Slowly, through the direction in which Ling Feng was running, Jiang Zi seemed to know Ling Feng's intentions.
That's right, Ling Feng is going to run in the direction of the long distance facing the ice, so that he can use the thrust formed by the wind to smash it the ice, thus stimulating the peach blossom energy.
"Hahaha" trembling voices didn't seem to have figured out their intentions.
But in the next second, it stopped laughing, and the wind suddenly stopped its violent methods.
Jiang Zi was stunned for a moment, and then ran to Ling Feng with the fastest pace.
Because if the wind continues to be the same as before, then the self standing in front of it can add another layer of thrust to it.
Even if the wind stops, he can help Ling Feng run and hit the ice.
"You really want to get the energy pumped—" The trembling voice deliberately raised the pitch.
Immediately after that, the blue whirlpool wind began to kick in again.
However, this time it is in the opposite direction, that is, it will not hit the ice cube, which means that the peach blossom energy will not be activated, and Yunzi will not be rescued.
Ling Feng quickly realized this problem, and then took Jiang Zi's hand and rushed desperately in the opposite direction, at this time, red cracks suddenly appeared on the ground.
The crack is very hot, and when you touch it, you will feel sour and itchy.
Therefore, Ling Feng and Jiang Zi became more and more difficult with each step forward, even half-tiptoeing, but in this way, it was difficult to maintain a sense of balance.
However, at this time, it was not them who were most painful, but Xiaoqing, because her left arm had almost slipped from the black whirlwind's hand, and the three fingers of her right hand pressing against the surface of the ground seam were almost unable to support it...