Chapter 155: The Ice Temple is destroyed
"Fakes?" Qingluan touched the bead in his hand, and his eyes rolled slightly, "Since the Snow Velvet Flower is not a Snow Crystal Bead, then where is the real Snow Crystal Bead?" ”
Rumble!
Not far away, thunder rolled.
"You go and see what the white dove is doing." Qingluan put away the snow velvet flower and said to Feng Yicen.
"Senior sister, shouldn't you worry about Su Jiuyue's safety first?" Feng Yicen shook the feather fan, unhurried, as if he didn't see the night sky full of dark clouds and thunder, nor did he see the blue and red light surging not far away.
"There are real people on a cold night, don't worry." Qingluan glanced at him lightly.
Cold Night Zhenren is a master of cultivation in the god transformation period, in addition to the Thousand Nightfalls, how many other people in the demon clan are his opponents?
Moreover, the demon king Jun Qianye did not come.
If he came to Syracuse, it would definitely be filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
If this demon comes, Qingluan won't dare to be so calm! I always feel that Jun Qianxie is too weird, and she has a weird temperament like the rumors, like the last time we met, I shot at her, how much hatred is it?!
"By the way, after picking up the white dove, let them withdraw from Syracuse together." Qingluan saw that Feng Yicen hadn't left yet, so he immediately added a few more words, "The demon clan is here, and the demon clan has also mixed in, and this snow city will be finished sooner or later." ”
"Where's Snow Crystal Bead?" Feng Yicen's feather fan closed lightly, and his obsidian-like eyes looked at Qingluan.
A black-robed girl without a hood, with a pale little face, dark eyes, and a flash of silver.
"Don't worry." Qingluan spread out his hand, revealing the snow velvet flower in his palm.
"Look, isn't this the snow crystal bead that the little junior sister is looking for."
She hooked her lips, as if to point something.
The cold wind blows.
Feng Yicen laughed out loud.
She had already guessed where the real Snow Crystal Bead was.
Lightning and thunder, the night sky is filled with the whirlpool of dark clouds, obviously thunder, but there is no strange rain, floating snowflakes fly wantonly, mixed with some ice crystals and snowflakes melt into water.
After Feng Yicen left, Qingluan stepped on the ice eaves and jumped in the direction of the ice palace.
The Celestial Spider Silk moved slightly.
In mid-air, Qingluan turned in the direction, jumped above the Ice Palace, and gently landed beside the white-robed girl.
"How's it going, is it scanned?" Qingluan stepped on the ice crystals under his feet, feeling a little chilly, "Is this ice hall a snow crystal bead?" ”
"You know?" The paper kite seemed a little surprised.
Under the hood of the white robe, there was a flash of blue luster.
"There is the mark of the Snow Crystal Bead here in the Ice Palace." Qingluan stretched out her hand and pointed to the delicate snowflake pattern underneath, she had investigated the scene in the entire Ice Palace, and there were no snowflake marks at all.
Only the ice hall is engraved with the mark of snowflakes, which is lifelike and very delicate.
"Snow Crystal Beads are inside." Paper Kite nodded and said softly.
Qingluan thought thoughtfully, "If you want to take the snow crystal beads, you have to destroy the Ice Palace?" ”
"Almost."
"Well, that's a bit of a hassle." Qingluan raised his hand to support his cheek, and his index finger bent and tapped his cheek, "We have to let the protagonist and them exit Syracuse City before we can destroy this beautiful house." ”
If Su Jiuyue knew that they had smashed the most precious ice hall in the ice capital in order to get the snow crystal beads, I don't know how long they would have to say.
Qingluan was thinking about it, when he suddenly glanced at the looming figure in the palace.
"Her Highness the Snow Maiden." Qingluan gestured to the paper kite, pointing to the woman in the white dress and veil, "Oh, Her Royal Highness Xuezi is also here, what's it called?" Mo Yi Mo Yi?! Qingluan also noticed Mo Yi standing beside her, thoughtful.
The night sky is covered with dark clouds, and white thunder and lightning shuttle.
The two people above the ice hall, one black and one white, were in a trance.
"Forget it, don't kill them." Qingluan pursed his mouth slightly and squatted down.
Flipping open his sleeves, his pale little hands covered the ice crystals underneath.
The paper kite stood beside her, quietly watching her movements.
Transparent spider silk flowed from Qingluan's fingertips, along the smooth layer of ice crystals from top to bottom, if someone looked down from the sky at this time, they could see that the entire ice hall seemed to be surrounded by transparent silk silver snakes, densely packed, without a single gap.
Rumble!
The Ice Hall suddenly shuddered.
The ice slid down, and the screams of surprise could be faintly heard from the palace.