"Hmph...... Haha......" A woman's grim laugh came from Wushuang's throat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It had completely awakened, and the five elements of the four flames of the Peerless Flame could no longer suppress it.

"Qingfu, Qingfu?" the woman's voice echoed between the valleys, calling out to the Qingdi, who had been her younger brother, but Qingfu had betrayed her because of desire.

"Qingfu, Qingfu?" the woman called out. In a sense, if that legend is true, the Four Emperors all belong to the children created by Nuwa, and the Qingdi is the youngest brother. If the two siblings could meet again in the twentieth century, they don't know how the younger brother would face the older sister.

The welcoming team in the valley all turned their heads to look at this side, on the mountain, the ice and mist were shrouded, and endless energy was emanating from the bodyless body, and the icy aura almost swallowed the entire valley. Lan Caidie wanted to save Wushuang, the blood spirit of the White Emperor was too strong, even if Wushuang was the reincarnation of Kuixing, he was only a mortal fetus, how could he compete with the power of the Four Ancient Emperors?

"Master, wake up, you can't let her control it!" Lan Caidie's body was extremely weak, and the cold aura that burst out of Wushuang's body made her even more unable to get close to him, even Xiao Bai was frightened by the current state of the master, it stared at a pair of small mung bean eyes, frost formed on the smooth hair on its body, and fled behind Lan Caidie, looking at the strange owner vigilantly at a loss.

Lan Caidie hugged Xiaobai, neither advancing nor retreating, she was just a universal girl, how could she go against the Ancient God Emperor? She leaned against a big tree, trying her best to avoid the endless wind and cold, waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Qingfu, thousands of years, I've been asleep for thousands of years! Have you ever wondered how my sister has survived these thousands of years?" Antumei's resentful voice resounded through the valley, and every word she said was like countless sharp ice blades cutting through the sky.

The welcoming team turned to look at him (her) fixedly, for some reason, maybe the Qingdi felt the power of his sister, he didn't resist, of course, maybe even if he resisted, it was in vain, the grass and trees in the mountains and fields were frozen by the cold air, not even a trace of green shoots could grow, and the raging fires on both sides of the valley were extinguished by the cold air. It has been reduced to a world of frost, like a second Siberia, with snow and ice, and goose feathers and snow swept by the northwest wind, hitting people in the face like a knife cut.

Qingfu was speechless, he never dreamed that thousands of years later, there would be an ordinary man who could no longer be ordinary to get the blood spirit of his sister Antumei, and let the blood spirit perfectly integrate with his body. What is Blood? Blood is the source of Antumi's strength, and it is the energy that can restrain oneself.

"Qingfu, why? Why? You tell me!" Antomei's voice was resentful and soft, like ice and like a beautiful girl.

The man on the tall horse at the front of the greeting procession turned over and looked back at Wushuang, his eyes full of indescribable feelings. Thousands of years have passed, maybe he is still remembering who this voice belongs to, maybe he has remembered the grievances and hatreds of thousands of years ago.

But in the end, he chose to remain silent because he was speechless.

He raised his arms high, and his thick and powerful forearms gradually turned emerald green, and then the five fingers became extremely slender, and the fingers were growing, and they were taking root, and finally they became the roots of an old tree, and he put his fingers in the dirt under his feet, and immediately merged with the earth, and gradually, he stopped moving, his body became stiff, and countless branches grew out of his hair, and green shoots grew on the branches, and the green shoots became green leaves, and the leaves became larger, broader, greener, and yellow...... Finally withered.

Seeing this scene, the welcoming team also lifted the sedan chair as if they got some hint and immediately wanted to leave.

Antumi would never let him go again, and he or she walked briskly down the valley. But the strange thing is that those bewitching girls in ancient costumes in the wedding party disappeared out of thin air, that is, in the blink of an eye, it was really like magic.

Lan Caidie rubbed her eyes, and then looked, the scene just now was real, and she didn't dream, because the sedan chair was still in place and was not carried away by the welcoming team.

Wushuang walked into the valley step by step, he moved his feet, or rather, with each step he took, a layer of ice formed under his feet, and he was sliding on the solid ice. But he walked slowly, slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of the withered old tree that Qingfu's body had transformed.

The old tree looked weathered, and the dryad was stiff and devoid of any moisture.

He or she stood quietly in front of the old tree, looking at it with some unnoticed emotion in his or her eyes.

"Master, Master, are you okay? Don't scare me, can you say something? Make some noise!" Lan Caidie cried in fright, and her tears were instantly frozen by the low temperature.

Suddenly, without warning, Mushuang lost his center of gravity with his feet and fell straight back. He lay motionless in front of the dead old tree, and from the angle of the blue butterfly, his chest did not even fluctuate in his heartbeat, and his eyes were closed like a dead man.

"Master?" Lan Caidie couldn't care about that much, and shouted and dragged her tired body over.

Perhaps the energy in the blood spirit was withdrawn from Wushuang's body, the temperature in the mountain gradually rose, the ice and snow on his head began to melt, and the ice and snow on both sides of the valley turned into clear water and slowly flowed down, the scene was like the warm spring flowers in the northeast.

Lan Caidie pushed Wushuang, Wushuang's body was cold, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was far colder than the dead corpses in the morgue at the moment.

"Master, Master, can you open your eyes and see me?5555...... Wake up, we don't want anything, let's go back! We don't want gold, we don't care about any red roar, let's go home! Go home! You get up, get up?" Lan Caidie hugged Wushuang and cried and shook desperately, but his body was still stiff and motionless.

"What should I do? What should I do? Xiaobai, tell me quickly, how can we save the little master? He is going to die, this time he is really going to die!" Lan Caidie panicked, he was not Hua Tuo, seeing her beloved lying in her arms, even her pulse had disappeared, and she had nothing to do.

Just as Blue Butterfly was at a loss for what to do, determined to go with him, the moon above his head peeked out of the dark clouds, and then a terrible chirp resounded through the valley, the cry was high and sharp, like a sharp knife piercing all the haze that stood in its way.

Haidongqing is a vigorous Haidongqing, soaring overhead, circling around the peerless and chirping.