921.Chapter 921: Ice Demon
The brothers were horrified and subconsciously bent down to take off their shoes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Don't move, take off your shoes, your feet will freeze off!" shouted Wushuang.
"Master, it's no good...... No, it's freezing to the ankles, it's so cold...... It's so cold!" "It's too late to take off your shoes now, and the strength of this woman in white is very strong.
Wushuang looked back at the situation of his brothers, and quickly stepped forward to reason with the woman in white, but before he could speak, the woman spoke first.
"Yo, Kikige, why did you hook up with so many wild men to peek at my sister taking a bath?"
Kikige didn't speak, she didn't know where she had gone, although she recognized all the evil in the mountain, she couldn't afford to provoke any of them.
"Hmph...... This little brother is really handsome, isn't he watching his sister take a bath?" The woman in white sat under the ice waterfall, with a bewitching smile on her face, and pointed straight at Wushuang to hook her fingers.
"I'm sorry girl, we didn't mean to, but there is only one mountain road here, we have no choice, please raise your noble hand and let my brother go, I just want to borrow the road to go up the mountain, I never wanted to desecrate the girl's pure fragrance!"
The woman in white squinted her eyes, her eyes were full of charm, and she threw a flattering look at Wushuang. "Hmph...... Hum hum ...... "Her thin waist like a water snake slowly stood up, and the middle and upper circumference of her thin white dress was wet by the waterfall, and it looked faint in the moonlight.
"You're special! No wonder Kikig would put you up the mountain, and if I were her, I would too. She twisted her body and stepped out of the ice waterfall, every inch of her skin was dripping with water, like an ice sculpture beauty in the cold wind.
"Who's Kikige?"
"Why? Didn't the girl tell you? Oh, I see, she's lying again, hehe...... It's a pity, you don't belong to her, you only belong to me, we are a natural pair. The woman in white approached Wushuang step by step, and Wushuang twisted her head and didn't dare to look at her. She crouched down and ran her cold fingertips across the unequaled handsome cheeks.
"Please spare my brother!" he repeated.
She gently blew into Wushuang's ears a fragrant breath, a fresh breath that all men in the world could not resist, not only her mellow breath, but also her incomparably cold.
Unmoved, his hand pressed on the Dark Blood Blade.
"You know what, you have more terrible power than I do, the power to destroy everything, and yet you are willing to be a poor mortal. Don't you think it's a pity?"
"No, I'm me, I don't want to get other illusory things, I just want to save my beloved, whoever stops me, I'll kill it!" Wushuang deliberately put the tone of the last word to the elder. She should be able to feel the power in his body far exceeding that of dozens of times, hundreds of times.
"You want to pick that red sea flower?"
"Yes, only it can save the life of my beloved. ”
"But have you ever thought about it? You saved a person's life and killed another person's life, and because you picked red sea flowers, it would cause the thousands of years of grassland spirit veins to be cut off from the immortal qi, and all the creatures in the mountains would die because of your good thoughts. "The ice-skinned woman is more like a philosopher.
"Hehe......" Wushuang smiled lightly: "Some physical objects should never belong to this world, nor should they have life, they are beyond the six realms of reincarnation, abandoned outside the three realms and six realms, neither yin nor yang, neither dead nor destroyed, I am just doing the way for heaven." ”
"Do you mean that they don't deserve life, that they don't deserve the world's care? As she spoke, the woman stretched out her fingers, and on the palm of her beautiful little hand grew a small grass formed by cold ice, the grass was miserable and white, like its owner, without any life form, it grew very fast, and soon grew to a height of more than ten centimeters, and then it produced branches and leaves, and buds grew in the middle of the branches and leaves, and finally the buds bloomed, turning into a phantom ice flower with eight petals.
It was so beautiful, as if it had been carved out of crystal, revealing a sparkling treasure, and it was clear that the cold flower was growing as if it had been given life. If flowers are alive, then some scholars who have studied plants for many years will always see them publish some papers, and the papers often mention that when their flowers bloom, they are smiling at them and thanking them for their cultivation.
The ice flower swirled in the woman's hand, opening more and more luxuriantly, as if it was smiling at Wushuang. It smiled sweetly, coldly, like a fallen fairy.
"Is it beautiful?" she asked.
"Beautiful!" Wushuang replied in the affirmative.
She asked, "Shouldn't she be cherished by the world? shouldn't she be given life like any other creature?"
Wushuang watched the beautiful ice flower bloom in front of him little by little, his expression was very cold, and the brothers behind him seemed to have been wrapped in ice, and his time was running out.
"At least your life form is not accepted by the world!" Wushuang stabbed the woman in the lower abdomen.
The sword sharpens iron like clay, and there is no substance in the world that can resist its evil blade. The woman had already prepared, she leaned back, and the blade grazed her belly, although she dodged it, but this cold blood blade was a treasure to ward off evil spirits, and it was either killed or injured by it, and its blade was enough to cut through the flesh and blood of ordinary people.
The blade flashed with cold light, and a buzzing dragon roar was heard, and the white clothes on the woman's lower abdomen were suddenly sliced, leaving a deep scar on Bai Xuan's skin. Drops of crystal liquid flowed from her wounds, each drop like blood, but her blood was cold, her blood was silver.
Her expression was still the same, she smiled, covering the wound on her lower abdomen and looking at Wushuang.
"It's the same root, why are you in a hurry? haha...... Haha......" she laughed maniacally. The silver liquid in his stomach flowed out more, and every drop that flowed to the ground formed a layer of ice.
"Emperor, go back, go back! This world is yours! It's your turn to rule! You have supreme energy, you have a soul that can destroy this world, why should you let it go?" she fell to her knees with a thud, and the white gauze dress on her body slipped down little by little, revealing her snow-white skin.
"Who are you?" Wushuang suddenly felt that the woman didn't seem to be begging for mercy, her voice was familiar, as if she was talking to herself.