"Ah!" A heart clenched tightly, Ye Qingchen instinctively whispered, but he couldn't stop the fate of falling no matter what.

Wasn't she eaten by the golden python, but was she going to be thrown to death?

God, do you want to play with her like this?

In the most central area of the inner enclosure of Thorn Mountain, there is a thousand-year-old cold pool. In the cold pool, the water is misty, and it is difficult to see the scene.

At this moment, on a clean bluestone by the cold pool, Mo Feijian sat cross-legged. His eyes were slightly knocked out, as if he was pretending to sleep. Even in this state, the sword in his hand never left his hand. Occasionally, a fresh breeze blew, mixed with water mist, staining his long eyelashes with a layer of white frost.

Suddenly, Mo Feijian's eyes opened, and his gaze shot towards the void above the cold pool, and his fierce eyes almost saw through the void!

"Not good!" Mo Feijian's face changed, and the killing intent in his eyes almost turned into substance.

"The young master is now in a critical period, I can't get close!" Mo Feijian suddenly stood up, and the green tendons on his hand holding the sword bulged, showing his uneasiness and anger at the moment.

"Ah~" An exclamation came from the void above the cold pool, and soon a figure descended sharply and smashed towards the bottom of the cold pool.

Ye Qingchen felt the water vapor coming from below, and his heart was overjoyed. If there was a body of water below, she wouldn't have been thrown to her death. But at the same time, she also felt a strong killing intent from below. She looked over and faintly saw a white-clothed figure standing on a bluestone below. Because of the mist below, she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. But the man was upright, imposing, and unfathomable!

Peerless master!

Ye Qingchen descended rapidly, getting closer and closer to the surface of the water. Through the mist, she was shocked to find that black and red light flickered in the center of this cold pool, and the two colors of light were intertwined, which was extremely strange. What's even more strange is that in the light, a sturdy figure can be faintly seen.

While Ye Qingchen was horrified in his heart, he realized that if she smashed it at her current angle, wouldn't it be a proper smash to hit that man?

Ye Qingchen was shocked.

Is he wearing any clothes?

You won't be stupid by her, right?

What if she smashes someone?

Ye Qingchen's eyes straightened. No, shouldn't she be worried about if the other party is a master, if she smashes it directly, will she be stoned to death?

Ye Qingchen couldn't bear to look directly, so he simply gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Today, she has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and nothing is smooth.

The speed of the free fall was extremely fast, and even if Ye Qingchen closed his eyes tightly, he could feel a terrifying force surging towards him, but it suddenly dissipated in the middle of the process. The next moment, as if she had smashed into a ball of cotton, she opened her eyes, and she saw that the red and black light was chaotic, as if it had knocked over the red and black paint. And the appearance of that man was finally exposed to Ye Qingchen's eyes at this moment.