In the ice pool, a pale woman closed her eyes, her limbs were bound by four iron chains, which were connected to four icicles carved with auspicious clouds, and above the four icicles was a blue lake.

A man dressed in black sat by the lake, holding a jasper wine glass in his hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes half-squinted at the bottom of the water.

He took a sip of the wine from his glass and said to the locked woman, "How long do you have to wake up?"

He finally drank the glass of wine slowly, put the wine glass on the edge of the cold pool, looked at the woman sleeping in the cold pool, and finally said in a low voice that was almost out of voice: "I haven't killed you with my own hands, how can you die!" ”

The man's fingers stroked the surface of the lake, leaving a ripple on the surface of the lake before disappearing.

The eyelashes of the woman sleeping in the ice pool suddenly trembled slightly, and the narrow scar on her eyebrow bone began to heal slowly, and the ice power in the ice pool all converged into her body, and the ice pool water continued to roll, but the surface of the blue pool was very calm.

In the Longling Valley, Rushuang looked at the withered grass in her hand, and sighed helplessly, her heart dug a pit in the wettest place in this valley, and buried the withered grass in her hand.

She buried it very seriously, and the cangcang next to her couldn't help but bend her big eyes and said, "Ah Niang, as long as this dead grass grows green shoots again, will the fish come back?"

Rushuang couldn't help wiping her pale head, looking at his milky appearance and smiling: "Yes, when she has green shoots, my junior sister will come back." ”

The two of them looked down at the withered yellow hay in unison, and they both looked forward to it giving birth to green shoots as soon as possible, and seeing the man's bright smiling face again.

"Let's go, Cangcang, we still have to see your senior brothers and sisters. Rushuang took Cang Cang's hand and left the white mist-filled area.

The withered grass planted in the wettest place suddenly sprouted a sharp green, and slowly the green gradually expanded, and finally a green shoot finally came out.

Someone walked barefoot in the ice field, and her feet began to crack in the extreme cold, and a large amount of blood came out, staining the ice, leaving bloody footprints.

It was so cold that the man couldn't help but sneeze and wrap up some strange clothes on his body.

After finding an ice cave, she immediately walked over, her white feet had long been scratched, and her hands were red and swollen from the cold.

She leaned against the ice wall, coughed a few times, and finally let out a sigh of warmth with trembling hands.

"Son dog, why did you choose such a resurrection point, why didn't you just throw me into the original corpse. Mo Jiyu asked the dog son with a tired face.

The dog son also looked aggrieved: I thought about it too, but who knew that your body was locked in the ice pool, and now I have only treated that body, and I can only be fully resurrected when I want to wake up or come to this ice field to get the heart of this ice field.

Mo Jiyu's face was full of hehe: I don't think I have found the so-called Heart of the Ice Field, your host and I have already been frozen to death and starved to death here!

Dog Son: No, I'll make sure the host is alive and well.

Mo Jiyu: Then what's the matter with you sending my original body here?

Son Dog: It's not like you're looking for a container to hold your soul now, or you'd have already lost your soul.

Mo Jiyu: I don't believe you.

Son of the Dog: Lord, someone's coming.

Mo Jiyu heard the reminder of the dog's son and immediately became alert, at this time someone walked in, he was wearing a dark robe and a navy blue cloak, and before he saw Mo Jiyu, he said: "Excuse me." ”

When he raised his eyes, he realized that he was in an ice cave with him, how could a mortal appear in the ice field, and this girl was also very well-behaved, so he couldn't help but think of the ice monster on the ice field.

"How could a girl and a mortal appear here?" asked the man, but a ball of spiritual power had been condensed in his hand, as long as this woman had a slightly dangerous movement, this spiritual power would immediately hit her.

Mo Jiyu just glanced at the man and replied softly: "I came to this ice field just to find life-saving fairy grass for my father, and I have no other intentions. ”

The man let out a light "oh", but he still looked at Mo Jiyu with great suspicion, after all, she was dressed too strangely.

"Does this immortal know what happened after the incident with the Lingge Tower?"

"I don't think the situation is good now, and I don't necessarily go out to sell some food once in a while. Mo Jiyu asked in a low voice, since she woke up this time, she always felt that there were some problems with her memory, some of the original unforgettable things inexplicably and wonderful wine disappeared, no matter how hard she tried to recall it, she couldn't remember it.

The man glanced at Mo Jiyu in some surprise, he was very puzzled as to why she would ask such a question, but he didn't find any spiritual power fluctuations in this woman, and she was really a mortal.

"It's been three years since the Linggetai incident, and in the past three years, the Cangyun Sect has been busy exploring various secret realms, and the Broken Palace has risen to become the second largest force in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but these two forces only see a trace of friction, and they are not good for each other. ”

Mo Jiyu frowned, this senior brother and sister are on a par with the male protagonist, could it be that his vicious cannon fodder task has been done very well, and he has successfully completed the 'feat' of slandering the male protagonist and beating the male protagonist?

Mo Jiyu always felt that he was missing something, but he saw a gust of wind howling outside, and the sound of thunder came from nowhere.

A spiritual power rushed down and flattened the ice cave, and before Mo Jiyu could react, he was suddenly hugged by his waist and flew in mid-air.

The cold wind made her face hurt, she opened her eyes heartily, and when she saw the cold face with a human pecking face appear in front of her eyes, she still couldn't help but shout, "Brother Yan." ”

Yan Gexing hugged her waist and hugged her tighter, he slashed the Rao magic sword with a sword, got the Ice Field Holy Grass in the person's hand, and after putting the person on the ground and standing firmly, he planned to leave.

Then he paused, and his cold face without the slightest emotion frowned slightly, "What are you calling me?"

Mo Jiyu was taken aback by his too cold expression, and hurriedly lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "I don't have Sakura"

But Yan Gexing walked over, first looked at her strange dress, and finally looked at that face, and whispered three words, "Crucian carp." ”