That's a man who looks like he's going to see the extreme.

That face, with a glimpse of it, had been deeply engraved in Ye Qingchen's mind.

After living for two lifetimes, Ye Qingchen has never seen anyone with such a delicate face, and he is already beyond the ordinary. The face carved by the knife and axe, even if it is just a side face, is already the clock of creation. He closed his eyes, and submerged in the cold pool under his chest, and his sharp temperament was like a peerless demon god, unparalleled in the world!

It's just that at this moment, his eyebrows are furrowed, his face is forbearing, and he seems to be suffering a lot.

Without waiting for Ye Qingchen's gaze to stay, her entire body sank into the cold pool. The extreme cold made her almost suffocate, she subconsciously reached out and fluttered, but when her fingertips touched the man's arm, her body and even her soul couldn't help but tremble.

His skin was as hot as a soldering iron. In this cold pool, the artistic conception of ice and fire is interpreted.

Suddenly, a golden light sank into Ye Qingchen's eyebrows, and it was as if thousands of lights bloomed in her mind, covering up her consciousness.

It was dark in front of him, and Ye Qingchen fainted.

"Throw her out!" Before his consciousness was scattered, Ye Qingchen heard a voice belonging to the demon god, as if he was from hell.

Mo Feijian took the order, and his figure flashed to the top of the cold pool, and as soon as he fished it out under the water, he fished out Ye Qingchen, and his eyes were full of endless killing intent.

This woman accidentally broke in and forcibly interrupted the young master to repair the soul rift. The light of the divine soul was dissipated, indicating that the young master had failed. The young master had already cultivated into chaos, and now the soul repair has failed again, so ...

If it weren't for the young master's order, he would have killed this woman without hesitation!

A thick black color emerged from the bottom of Mo Feijian's eyes. In the next moment, he picked up Ye Qingchen, his body moved, and disappeared in place.

After Mo Feijian left, the man in the cold pool opened his eyes slightly, and a red blood stain slowly appeared on the corner of his lips.

**

When Ye Qingchen woke up, he found that he was still in the territory of the golden python just now. And the golden python that almost ate her was still entrenched in the giant tree in the sky where more than a dozen people embraced, spitting out letters and staring at her.

"Bastard!" Ye Qingchen recalled in his mind what happened before he fell unconscious, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. Who is this? I didn't lose so many places, but I threw her back into the golden python's lair, on purpose, right?

She looked left and right, but saw no figure. Come to think of it, the culprit is gone.

After soaking in the cold pool for a while, her whole body was wet and shivering with cold. And the golden python in front of him seemed a little strange. Not only did it not intend to eat her, but it seemed to be afraid of her.

Did she read it wrong?

Ye Qingchen got up suspiciously, and as soon as she stood up, the golden python shrank into the dense forest behind her, as if she was such a terrifying monster.

"Huh?" "That's wrong, when did they switch roles?"

"I won't eat you, what are you afraid of?" Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward as he spoke. The golden python seemed to be greatly frightened, stared at the dark green eyes, and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Qingchen was dumbfounded, what is the situation? Could it be that she has really become a monster? She thought in horror as she reached out and touched her face.

Smooth and delicate, like clotted fat, it's still that high-value energetic beautiful girl!

Ye Qingchen naturally wouldn't have thought that the one in the cold pool was noble and extraordinary, and she had close contact with him just now, which was contaminated with the imperial breath on his body, and the spirit beast was the most sensitive to breath, which is why, the golden python was afraid of Ye Qingchen now.