I'm afraid that such a strong wind will blow out before it is lit, and besides, it will not have any effect in a short time.

Suddenly, she thought of the experience passed on to her by the old man Fu Seal, there was a Fu Seal that she thought was useless at the time, but at this time, it was very useful.

Without further ado, she hurriedly bit her fingers and gestured in the air, then closed her eyes tightly, silently recited the mantra, and the talisman drawn in blood in the air suddenly glowed red.

Suddenly, a warm current instantly enveloped Dong Ruoying's body.

Soon, the frost on Dong Ruoying's body receded, her limbs slowly regained consciousness, and she slowly regained consciousness with warmth all over her body.

She glanced at the blood-painted sigils in the air and felt ......

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