After messing around for a long time, Old Man Zhang not only failed to dissuade his own lady from letting it go, but also lost two beloved mustaches, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but it was really difficult to make a move, first, the other party was just a little girl, and secondly, he was protected by his own young lady, so he had to vent his anger on Dugu Yang's body, and said coldly: "You kid is waiting for the old man, and I will settle accounts with you later!"

Dugu Yang shrunk his neck, feeling both wronged and puzzled: "What the hell is this called! I didn't do anything, but I made a fuss!"

"Elder Zhang, hurry up and start!" Liu Weiran urged again.

The old man shook his head, and slowly took out a jade box from his arms, seven inches long, warm and moist in color, white all over, without a little variegation, in the middle of a wishful gold lock, and crossed with two earthy yellow covers, the cover is very old, the runes are blurred, there is no way to identify what was originally painted on it, and the jade box, the gold lock looks incompatible.

The old man looked at the jade box with a painful face, and was reluctant to do it, Liu Weiran coughed lightly, and the old man sighed again, and then solemnly opened the two covers and put them in his arms. He didn't open the golden lock immediately, but glanced at Feng Wuchen in annoyance, pouted his lips and said: "Miss, the old man's ugly words come to the front, this kid is really too badly injured, and whether he can save it or not can only depend on his own life! Also, even if the old man is lucky enough to save him, his spiritual veins are seriously damaged, but the old man is powerless! When his cultivation is limited and he can't improve, Miss will have to ask for another master!"

"Is it so serious?" Liu Weiran didn't believe it, "I don't think his spiritual veins are good?"

"Miss, don't be deceived by this kid," the old man sneered, "This kid can deceive others, but he can't deceive me," staring at Feng Wuchen, "The wood-attribute spiritual vein of the lower grade of the ground level is just a trick that this kid can play! His spiritual vein has a lot of ......."

Liu Weiran stole his eyes and swept over Hou Tao and a few people, only to see that these people were all stunned and suspicious. She hurriedly waved her hand and interrupted the old man's words: "Elder Zhang, let's save his life first!

Hou Tao and the others were shocked, five points felt that the old man was talking nonsense, and five points felt that what he said might be true. Only Feng Dong believed the old man's words very much, he had seen those strange things that happened to Feng Wuchen with his own eyes when he was a child, and he had already seen it!

In addition, Feng Wuchen's cultivation entered the realm so quickly, when he first came to Bixian Academy, his cultivation was still similar to himself, and the best of his spiritual veins was not as high as his own, but he only took two years to leave himself far behind, from a nameless yellow-haired boy to the twenty-ninth place on the current list, and he almost beat the top ten Feng Sheng on the land list. To say that his spiritual vein is only of the lower grade of the ground level, it really doesn't make sense, it is very likely that his spiritual vein has already recovered to the upper grade of the heavenly level.

Now, I suddenly heard that the wind dustless spiritual vein was seriously damaged, and the wind couldn't help but be half happy and half sad, the joy was out of nature, and the worry came from common feelings. The wind shook his head, feeling that he should not be, and hurriedly drove this joy out.

The old man stopped talking, dragged the jade box with his left hand, and slapped it on the golden lock with his right hand, with a "snap", the golden lock opened, and fell on the old man's left hand, and the jade box opened by itself with a "click", and a white light flashed from the inside, and flew straight to the door. It was only halfway through the old man's right hand, and he copied the white light in his hand, scurrying around in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't see what it was. The bedroom suddenly became cold, and the exhaled breath turned into a white mist

I can't help but get goosebumps.

The old man sighed with a painful face, and said distressedly: "Little baby, it's really difficult for you!" The soft light flashed out of his right hand, and the white light gradually stopped, revealing his original appearance, which was actually a three-inch-long white silkworm, crystal clear, flashing with treasure light, and delicate, Hou Tao and several people were surprised, thinking that this must be the Tianmen cold ice silkworm in the old man's mouth.

After a while, the surroundings were much colder, and everyone felt that they couldn't stop the cold, and they couldn't help but shiver!

The old man spoke again: "Miss, the old man is going to pick this kid's clothes!"

Liu Weiran's face turned red and hurriedly left the bedroom.

Hou Tao said to Ling'er: "Ling'er, you should also go out quickly!"

Ling'er pouted and said, "I don't ......"

Hou Tao sighed, thinking that he shouldn't talk to this girl, so he glanced at several other people, and several people pushed this girl out of the door with lightning speed, and quickly closed the door. Ling'er was willing to give up, and was about to slam the door, but was stopped by Liu Weiran, who put his fingers in front of the delicate red lips and made a silent gesture. Maybe it's because Liu Weiran came to save the wind and dust, Ling'er has a very good impression of her, and she spews out a mouthful of hot air, and after a little hesitation, she just gives up!

The old man swept over Hou Tao and the others again, and said to Hou Tao: "You kid stay, and everyone in the area will go out!" Bai Shu took the lead and walked out, and the others followed out and gently closed the door.

The old man accepted the jade box, and with a move with his left hand, Feng Wuchen floated into the air, and said, "Pull off this kid's clothes!" Hou Tao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to remove Feng Wuchen's clothes and blood belts, and took off Feng Wuchen. At this time, the flesh and blood on Feng Wuchen's chest were blurred, the wound was shocking, there was still a faint light and translucent light, and the whole body was bloodless, shriveled and deadwood, Hou Tao sighed in his heart, and secretly prayed: "The gods of all parties bless, let this old man save Feng Wuchen, and then the kid will definitely buy three animals to thank you!"

"Stand far away!" The old man walked to Feng Wuchen's side with a solemn expression, and with a wave of his left hand, a cover of the original forbidden jade box was pasted on the wound on Feng Wuchen's back, and his right hand turned over on Feng Wuchen's chest, throwing the cold ice silkworm into the wound, the cold ice silkworm was unrestrained, and immediately became active again, and he was about to escape the same way, the old man's eyes were fast, and just when the ice silkworm was about to jump out, another cover was quickly pasted to Feng Wuchen's chest, and the ice silkworm hurriedly retreated.

In an instant, the hair on Feng Wuchen's whole body was frosty, white and flowery, and with his complexion and appearance, he was no different from a thin old man.

The white light flashed on Feng Wuchen's chest, and flew towards his head, the old man seemed to know this, he didn't panic at all, his hands were sealed, and when he patted Feng Wuchen's head, a yellow sigil was printed on Feng Wuchen's head, which was solid and bright, and did not dissipate.

The white light went down again, and the old man slapped it on Feng Wuchen's lower abdomen as usual. The white light also couldn't escape, so he turned back again, and halfway through, he suddenly flashed towards Feng Wuchen's left arm, paused and flashed back, and quickly rushed towards Feng Wuchen's head again, bounced back, and then rushed to the lower abdomen, but still bounced back. Still not giving up, he broke back and forth.

After a while, a thick layer of ice condensed around Feng Wuchen's body, crystal clear, like an ice sculpture.

The old man looked at the flashing white light and shook his head, and said distressedly: "Little baby, the old man doesn't want to do this! It's just that the old man owes this kid a favor, and the young lady also has orders, really."

It's a shirk, so you can make some effort and spit out a few mouthfuls of silk!"

I don't know if the ice silkworm was tired of tossing, or if he understood the old man's words, he suddenly slowed down a little in Feng Wuchen's body, and the old man was both happy and distressed.

Outside the door, Ling'er looked in through the crack in the door, but was blocked tightly by the old man, and could only see the old man's back, and he didn't know if the old man did it on purpose. Ling'er secretly hated, scolded this old man in her heart, and said impatiently and restlessly: "Sister, does this stupid old man have any real skills? Can you save my stupid brother?"

Liu Weiran laughed out loud, reached out and stroked Ling'er's head, and said softly: "I think this old man's real ability is still not small, and the ice silkworm in his hand is also amazing, I think it should be able to save Feng Wuchen's life!"

Ling'er pouted, not very convinced, Liu Weiran not only did not mean to blame, but smiled even brighter.

In the bedroom, there was a thick layer of ice all around, and the beams, tables, chairs, beds, and wall panels were covered with a thick layer of ice, and even the candle flames were suddenly frozen in the ice.

The old man suddenly sneezed and scolded: "This little girl, see if I go out and don't tear your mouth!" While stretching out his right hand, following the white light flashing in Feng Wuchen's body, he swam in the air on Feng Wuchen's body, calmly and calmly.

Hou Tao used his spiritual power to protect his body, but he was still shivering from the cold. But he didn't have the slightest intention of exiting this ice cave, he still stared at Feng Wuchen intently, his eyes following the old man's hand to and fro. At first, only a vague afterimage could be seen, but later, the white light slower and slower with the old man's hand, and stayed on Feng Wuchen's chest for longer and longer.

Every time the white light stopped on Feng Wuchen's chest, it would spit out a few soft wisps of white light, which was the incomparably precious ice silk, and Feng Wuchen's wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hou Tao was overjoyed, praying in his heart non-stop, the old man sighed, and his face was reluctant.

......

Suddenly there was a breeze in the purgatory, and the boundless flames shook with it. Feng Wuchen felt a hint of coolness, indescribably refreshing.

"Looks like we're really fated to do so!"

A small, but arrogant male voice rang out suddenly.

Feng Wuchen opened his eyes, shocked and suspicious. There was only a fire in sight, and there was no figure in sight, only auditory hallucinations. With a bitter smile in his heart, he closed his eyes again and waited for death. As soon as his eyes closed, the voice began again.

"Little one, do you want to die?"

"Who?" Feng Wuchen hurriedly searched around, but still didn't find the "person".

"Who are you? I know you're here, don't hide, come out quickly!" Feng Wuchen deceived himself, and he thought it was funny.

"I haven't been hiding, it's right in front of your eyes, but you have dust in your eyes, you can't see me!"

Feng Wuchen rubbed his eyes, but he didn't notice anything abnormal, and suddenly woke up, and his heart was shocked: "You...... Are you the ghost here?"

"There's nothing wrong with saying that!" said the man.

Feng Wuchen was shocked in his heart, and just about to make a move, he suddenly thought that he was already a person who was bent on death, and he was afraid of a ghost!

But only hearing his voice and not seeing his person made him feel very uncomfortable: "I...... How can I see you?"

The male voice sighed: "Look with your heart! What you see with your eyes may not be true!"

Feng Wuchen simply closed his eyes......

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