A bone-chilling ice hell. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The overwhelming ice, tens of thousands of ice blades, hanging high upside down, seems to be more than sharp and tough than the real sword, although the space is cloudy and cold, under the background of the ice, the light is extremely bright.

The bitter cold land is full of haze, and the sky is closed before the ice.

The 10,000-year-old ice bed, surrounded by cold air, foggy, faintly visible, and a person lying on it.

The whole person is covered with a thick layer of cream, and even the hair, eyelashes, and lips are white.

Left clear sky, frozen.

Like a sleeping jade iceman, perfect, silent.

For more than ten days, lying like this, he seemed to have really gone, and he didn't seem to have any connection with the outside world, just lying like this, without thinking and without life.

I don't know when? His fingers moved suddenly.

After a few more moments, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, followed by a violent cough.

Severe pain, spread throughout the internal organs, consciousness is completely awake.

I opened my eyes in pain, and the sound of the whip still echoed in my ears, and the pain in my heart seemed to have been alleviated a lot?

Looking around, I realized that I was not dead yet, and was thrown into the ice hell!

In pain, struggling, he sat up from the cold bed, propped up the bed with one hand, and covered his chest with one hand, and his eyebrows tightened.

This place, it's so cold!

Body, it hurts.

insisted on wanting to get off this cold bed, who knows, if one doesn't pay attention, the whole body will roll off from above, the moment he lands on the ground, he snorts in pain, and he doesn't have to hold on anymore, at least, it hurts, he can shout out, it really hurts, the handsome face that hurts, it's all distorted, cold and painful, making him grit his teeth at the same time, and his whole body is shivering.

In addition to the pain, he finally knew that the Soul Whip not only damaged his internal organs, but even his cultivation disappeared.

There was no strength in the whole body, and the pain of whipping still penetrated the bone marrow, which was unbearable.

Lying on his side on the cold ground, curling his body, this place, it was too cold, he really couldn't stand it.

His body hurt so much that he rolled in pain.

The frost slowly faded on his body, and his chest was still full of blood red.

He tried to hold on to the pain and calm himself, and he had to leave this hellish place immediately, or he would freeze to death.

If it had been before, he wouldn't have been afraid of this, but now, his cultivation is gone, and he doesn't know if he can recover it in the future? But now, he really can't stand it, he can't stand the cold brought to him by this place.

The cold is pressing, not to mention, so that his body will also suffer pain, and he will die of pain, which is really unbearable.

The ice hell is extremely cold, and there are no Yin soldiers guarding here, so he can still leave secretly.

Gritting his teeth, he almost used all his strength to get up from the cold ground, and hurriedly looked around before he thought of the exit, under the ice cave on the left, covering his chest, his steps were a little chaotic, and he reluctantly walked towards the exit of the ice cave.

The ground was very slippery, I fell, I slowly got up, I fell again, I lay on the ground in pain for a while, I barely allowed myself to get up, I persevered, and gradually I saw the exit, the exit, although it was dim, but it was hope, the hope of leaving here.

With bitter surprises, tired, step by step out of the way.

The moment he walked out, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only fall to the ground helplessly.

After another moment, let himself sober up, get up, escape from hell, never to be whipped again, never to bear the punishments in hell again, if Hades knew that he was awake, he would definitely continue to torture him, so he endured all kinds of pain, hard, step by step, to go to the exit of hell.

The exit of hell, only the ghosts walking in the sun occasionally haunt, and the place is relatively remote.

If you want not to be discovered, it is very easy, but without cultivation, it is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk, and you have to persevere.

For the first time, Zuo Qingkong felt that he was really helpless, he never thought that one day he would be so embarrassed and run away from hell.

If you don't run away, what should I do?

He didn't know why the Hades King didn't kill him directly, but since he wasn't dead, he had to live, and if he wanted to live, he had to leave.

I know that if I escape, I will come back sooner or later, but I still want to escape.

Crawling out of the exit of hell, he was already so embarrassed that even his nails were pulled out of blood.

Slowly, I stood up, it was night outside, looking at the empty fields, excited, a smile on the corner of my mouth, a breeze on my cheeks, as if I had forgotten all the pain.

Looking ahead, the lights are flickering, it's probably not too late, where to go?

It's impossible to go to the cliff, and now I don't have the ability to fly up.

Standing alone in the night wind, he came out, but it was also desolate.

Sisi, is that okay? I really want to go to you, but I know that the way I am now, it will scare you.

You don't know me anymore, how could I forget?

Where else can I go?

In this world, there are only three people he cares about, except for Sisi, there are only them left.