"Master......" Iris wanted to get closer, but she raised her hand to stop her.

"Don't come here, I want to be alone for a while."

Iris looked at her distressedly, but she couldn't do anything, she couldn't do anything except feel distressed.

When I arrived at the gate of E-Ning City, the snow was even heavier, and the goose-feather-like snow fell from the sky, and the beauty was beautiful, but at the same time, the cold brought was beyond everyone's imagination.

Qiansang, who has spiritual power to protect his body, is still infected with the wind and cold, and one after another "Ah sneeze" came out of the carriage, and the iris had no other way but to wrap the brocade quilt in the carriage around her, looking at the shallow mulberry shrunk in the carriage shivering coldly, and causing cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly said: "Master, are you okay?" ”

She circled herself tightly, she couldn't be tighter, she had never been infected with wind chill before, this was the first time, a burst of heat and cold appeared on her body so alternately, when she wanted to use her breath to control it, but found that her breath was not disturbed by this alternating hot and cold breath.

"You ask me if I'm okay? I...... I think...... Felt...... ......" Her voice trembled, and she couldn't finish a complete sentence.

Iris hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the sweat from her forehead, anxious to cry, and hurriedly said: "Master, I will call the Stygian Guard, he must have a way!" ”

"Don't!" She grabbed her wrist when Iris got up to leave, and when she saw Iris looking back at her because of her stopping, she immediately said: "Don't tell Ying Jin, once you tell Ying Jin, Yan Difeng will also know, I ......" She struggled and said: "I don't want him to see me like this." ”

"But we really can't help it, if we don't ask for help from the prince, you ...... master"

"I'm fine!" She said in a steady voice.

She was only infected with the cold for the first time and had no experience, so she was restrained. Her spirit has been raised in the chandelier for three years, and others may be helpless because they are infected with the wind and cold in the heavy snow, but she is different.

Will definitely think of a way, will.

The body couldn't help but tremble, but there was a stream of hot air surging up in the body, and the feeling of such a combination of ice and fire was really torturous. It's not impossible to crack it, though.

The reason why I am infected with wind chill is because after standing under the snow for a long time, the snow on my body is dried and penetrates into the skin, forming cold and dampness. And the skin feels cold because of the wind cold, and the heat in the body rises one after another, because the aura in the body wants to suppress the cold. If you control the aura that you are eager to try, add a few more brocade quilts to make your skin feel warm, and then use the method of pranayama, you will definitely be able to quickly get rid of the wind and cold.

Thinking of this, he looked at the iris and said, "Iris, but there is still an extra brocade quilt?" ”

When the kite heard this, she immediately looked left and right, shook her head with tearful eyes, and said, "No, all the brocade quilts in the carriage have been wrapped in you, master, and there is nothing superfluous." ”

She didn't want to ask for help from Yan Difeng, but now she had to turn to him for help.

"Iris, you immediately ask the coachman to stop the carriage, and then go to Emperor Yan and ask him to give me three more brocade quilts."

"Yes! Be! Qiansang was willing to ask for help from Emperor Yan, and Iris was really very happy, and immediately ordered the coachman to stop the carriage, and ran down in a hurry, stepping on the thick snow and running towards the luxurious carriage in front.

"Lord Wang! Rajah! When there was still some distance, she couldn't help shouting: "Lord Wang! Help me! Help, Lord Wang! ”

Shenjin quickly appeared in front of her, and said with a displeased face: "Why are you disturbing the prince?" ”

Iris cried and said: "The princess is infected with the wind cold, and it is getting more and more serious at this time, and I hope that the guards of the dark brocade will inform the prince, let me take a few more brocade quilts, maybe I can save my master." ”

"When I left the house, I didn't bring much brocade quilts, but the prince has already given you one more, and now there is not even one extra one."

"No!" The goose-feather-sized snowflakes fell on Iris's body, she reached out and grabbed the clothes of the brocade, and said urgently: "The brocade guard, let me see the prince, I will say to the prince face to face, okay?" ”

"No!" He said coldly: "The prince has already rested, I advise you to go back quickly!" ”

"Stygian Brocade!" She cried bitterly: "It's all this time, you still have to embarrass me!" You really want to watch my master die, do you? ”

Ying Jin didn't believe that Asa-san would die because of the wind cold, and if that was the case, it would be ridiculous.

His face was blank, his eyes were cold, and he didn't put the crying iris in his eyes: "I have already said everything that should be said, if you know each other, turn around and return to the carriage immediately, if not......" He stroked the sword on his waist: "Don't blame my sword for hurting you." ”

"Stygian brocade, I can see it!" She wiped away the tears from her face, glared at him and said, "You still have revenge on the past, and my master has forgiven you again and again, but you are so kind and will take revenge!" There was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he said firmly: "Do you really think that I will be afraid of the sword in your hand?" After finishing speaking, he quickly ran over to find the loophole on his side, and ran towards the luxurious carriage where Emperor Yan Feng was, shouting as he ran: "Lord Wang!" ”

"Boom!"

After a heavy thud, she felt the coldness around her body, which was a bone-chilling cold, and she couldn't help but shiver. Moreover, the mouth is the same, the same cold ...... Raised his head slightly, shook his unsober head, spit out the snow in his mouth, smelled the slightest smell of blood, and subconsciously touched his forehead to prevent his hands from being full of bright red blood in front of him. Blood dripped down his forehead and fell onto the snow, instantly staining the snow red.

As far as her eyes could see, she was about to get up in pain, and the erection of her neck was cold, and the anger on the person behind her gathered at the head of the sword along the cold sword body, that is, her erect neck.

"Stygian, what's going on?" Emperor Yan Feng, who was sleeping in the carriage, heard the movement outside, got out of the carriage, and when he saw the iris that was controlled by the Stygian Brocade, he was slightly surprised, and said in a condensed voice: "Stygian Brocade, draw your sword and put it down!" ”

Stygian Jin accepted the sword as he said.

Iris woke up from great fear, and fell to the ground weakly, and when Emperor Yan squatted in front of her, he only heard her say: "My master is sick, very ...... It's serious. With that, he fainted.

Emperor Yan ordered someone to help the iris up, and asked the Styx to stop the entire carriage convoy, and then quickly walked towards the carriage where Qiansang was.

When the anguished Asa-san saw the curtain of the carriage lifted and the cold wind outside blew in, she saw a beautiful face, with inky hair pouring down, and some snowflakes on the top of her head and shoulders. The night and snow shrouded him, but he was surprisingly bright, as if he had a light of his own.

"Words...... Emperor Feng ...... "His eyes were dark, as if he had rushed into the carriage and hugged her, but it seemed that there was not." She secretly swore that she would never be easily infected with wind and cold again in the future, it was really painful......