I know............ The little doll's current spine has been partially removed by me, looking at the little doll's vital signs are quite normal, it is a rare good seedling, but if there is no spine even if he survives, he is still a wasted person, the matter has come to this point, there is no other way to think of it, but with the help of other things, his spine is connected, so I thought of the only relic left by the master, and wanted to use the ink sword to connect his broken spine.

Although the Moyu Sword is not made of cold iron, it is made of 10,000 years of cold ice under the bitter cold of the polar regions, which is a hundred times harder than cold iron, and although the toughness is better than that of ordinary long swords, how easy it is to connect it to the little doll's vertebrae! Needless to say, have you ever thought about the cold of the Moyu Sword itself? Normal people can't stand it, let alone a seriously injured person, rather than let him be tortured like this, it is better to let him die, why do you torture him like this?

What do you know? You have never been in contact with the Moyu Sword from beginning to end, but I have been in contact with it, although this sword is hard, but the toughness is excellent, the sword body is about two feet three inches long, just enough to penetrate his whole body spine, if successful, then he will be able to dominate the world in the future and be invincible, think about his current martial arts, coupled with a spine as hard as iron, who else in the world is his opponent, now my only concern is that the Moyu Sword itself is too hard, it must be made soft, at present, I am afraid that I can't do it alone, and the Moyu Sword itself is too cold, I am afraid that the little doll will not be able to withstand it, and a life will be whimpered！

Hmph! I thought you had come up with a good idea? It turned out to be such an unreliable bad idea, since you knew you couldn't do it, what did you say it for?

The old man surnamed Yue listened to his wife's complaints, his old face turned red, and he said angrily: Then what do you say?

Wait, we can't be so brute, I think there will always be a way, you see if it will work, the old woman said a little restlessly.

It's too late, if the wound is not treated in time, it will be infected, and his own injuries are not allowed to wait any longer, for a while, I can't think of any other way, instead of watching him die, it is better to give it a try, maybe there is a glimmer of life, just be, the dead horse is a live horse doctor, you are waiting here Don't let people disturb him, I'll go and get the Moyu Sword.

After that, he ignored his wife again, hurried out in a hurry, just took two steps, and did his light work, such as flying away, flashed twice and disappeared, leaving the old woman alone to look at Zhu Ziming, who was half dead on the bed, sighed and sighed, extremely worried.

Besides, the old man, out of the hole, looked up at the eyes, straight into the sky standing in the icicle half a mile away from him, did not hesitate, galloped all the way, did not spend half a moment, came to the icicle, looked up for a moment, slightly lifted, the body rose eight feet from the ground, in mid-air and then two rotations, the figure fell gently, from the ground to eighty feet of the icicle protruding on a broken edge, looking at the integrated icicle in front of the right hand to the icicle gently patted, only to listen to the "hula" With a soft sound, a small door that only allowed one person to pass through opened from the middle of the icicle, and suddenly a cold air blew out of the door, and the old man couldn't help but shiver.

The old man frowned, hesitated slightly, but still drilled in, only to see that there is a hole in the ice cave, crystal clear, refreshing, full of crystal clear like jewel-like ice, in the light of the shimmer, particularly good-looking, but the old man has no intention of appreciating, straight inside, half a day later, around the two huge moon-shaped ice blocks in front of him, in front of him, like a green barrier-like ice block, inserted a black jade sword, from the hilt of the sword constantly exudes a trace of white cold visible to the naked eye.

The old man saw it in his eyes, not only gasped, but muttered: It seems that the cold on this sword is heavier than before, and he suddenly frowned, he is not pulled, he is not pulled, if he is pulled, the icicle will inevitably collapse in an hour, if he can save Zhu Ziming, it is good, if he can't save it, the sin will be great, I am afraid that after the death of himself and Danmei, I will not have the face to see the master under Jiuquan.

Thinking about it again and again, when he thought of Zhu Ziming, who was lying on the bed and dying at the moment, his courage suddenly rose, and he immediately used all his strength, only to see that the old man's true qi was agitated at this moment, and he forced back the white cold air emitted from the hilt of the black sword.

Just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that Zhijian's right hand was a little stiff at the moment, and the cold in his heart suddenly became cold, and he immediately resisted, which was a little better, but the matter was far from over, at this moment, he was inside the icicle, because the treasure of the pillar was pulled, began to loosen, and after a while, it began to fall down the ice, and there was a tendency to melt.

The old man was extremely sorry, and finally took a look at this refreshing ice cave, turned around and walked out quickly, out of the hole, jumped off the ice cave without looking back, and immediately galloped towards the hole where Zhu Ziming was.

He still didn't look back, but his hurried footsteps stopped, which showed how unbearable the old man was in his heart, and then he was not sad, all the way to Zhu Ziming's bedside, and saw his wife looking at the ink jade sword in his hand, with a very confused and uneasy expression on her face, but she also seemed to understand something?

After the two glanced at each other, the old man said: Without further ado, Sister Dan, please help me, we only have one chance, if it doesn't succeed, the little doll's life will be confessed.

The old woman didn't speak anymore, nodded solemnly, sat down first, the old man did the same, sat down opposite his wife, put the ink jade sword in his hand between the two, when the first exercise made the ink jade sword fly up in the air, the two of them used the gong at the same time, with their own pure yang true qi, the hard ice sword refining, time passed minute by minute, both of them had big beads of sweat on their heads kept flowing down, the ink jade sword between the two gradually changed, slowly softened, after three hours, the ink-black ice sword in the middle had no sword shape, only a stream of ink-black true qi was constantly rotating。

The old man's weak eyes suddenly burst into essence, and he yelled: "Danmei's time has come, you come and lift the clothes behind the little doll." The old woman nodded, waved her right hand, and with a breath of true qi, Zhu Ziming, who was crawling on the bed, all the clothes on her back were torn instantly, shot out, and scattered all over the ground, and then the old man lifted all the strength of his body, and forcibly punched the ice sword that was about to solidify in the middle into Zhu Ziming's spine, which was perfectly fused together, the old man could no longer support it, he was paralyzed on the ground and panting, and as soon as he took two breaths, he got up and checked the spine on Zhu Ziming's back with no worries.

I saw that the vertebrae on Zhu Ziming's back at this time were already black, and he couldn't see the original appearance at all, and even through the flesh, he could see that the spine was black, mixed with the cold, and Zhu Ziming, who was crawling on the bed, seemed to feel great pain, snorted, his body kept twisting, and finally remained motionless after half a day, as if he was dead, and the scared two old men didn't know what to do.

The old man frowned, his eyes did not blink, and the old woman was already in tears, and turned her head to the side, not wanting to look at it more.

Half a day later, the old man exclaimed with some fright: Oh no!

What's the matter? This exclamation frightened his wife's soul away, and she immediately asked tremblingly.

You see, he was frozen by the cold air of the sword, how good is this!

The old woman looked at her husband's eyes, and suddenly her heart was as cold as water, she was originally a good person, but at the moment she had been frozen and became an iceman, her only belief was finally shattered, she fainted after screaming, the old man held on, shed two lines of tears in great shame, hugged his wife, and walked out slowly, as if he was much older in an instant, and his steps were scattered and unsteady.

In their opinion, since Zhu Ziming had been frozen and was obviously dead, he walked out without looking back with a sad and lost mood. But it just so happened that at the same time as they turned around and walked out, Zhu Ziming, who was frozen in ice, slowly melted, and the ice retreated quickly, but they couldn't see it, and when the old man surnamed Yue carried his wife back to the house and sat on the chair sadly, the ice on Zhu Ziming's body was gone, his face turned from white to red, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

The night passed, and the old man sat on the chair all night, not moving, and his wife had already woken up, and looked at her sad husband, who could not bear to blame, and stared at the roof with stupid eyes.

The glimmer of dawn instantly illuminated the earth, and the old woman lying on the bed sighed and said: Brother Yue, life and death are fate, since you are already dead, you don't need to blame yourself too much, the little doll's body should be disposed of, and it is not a way to leave it like this, what do you say?

Yes! Alas! It's time to deal with it, I'll deal with it, if you can get up, go and see his grandmother! I really don't know how to say it to her now! The old man surnamed Yue finished speaking a little helplessly, and slowly stood up, ready to deal with Zhu Ziming's body, but suddenly heard a "bump" in the courtyard, followed by a familiar voice calling: Oh! Why is it not dawning this day!

Apparently someone was wrestled.

Of course, the second elder could hear whose voice it was, and he quickly ran out of the house in disbelief, looking at Zhu Ziming, who was crawling in the yard without covering his clothes and grinning his teeth, he was suddenly dumbfounded, how could they not have imagined that Zhu Ziming, who they thought was dead, was actually crawling alive in the yard at this moment, his expression was exaggerated and funny, no different from the little ghost he had seen before, the old man surnamed Yue looked at it, smiled and shed tears of joy, and the wife next to him was very frightened and said: Are you a human or a ghost?

Zhu Ziming, who was vigorously rubbing his sore right leg that had fallen, was stunned at first, and then said casually with some puzzlement: Of course it's a human! Are you that old woman? Alas! I remember that I slept for a long time, why is it not dawn yet! You old man be careful! Don't fall like me!

After the old woman confirmed that it was Zhu Ziming, who was alive, she ran to Zhu Ziming with a smile and tears in her eyes, hugged Zhu Ziming in her arms, and said vigorously: I will be careful, you can rest assured! Come, such an adult, why are you so careless, it hurts to fall! Get up quickly, take my hand, and I will take you away.

At this time, Zhu Ziming still didn't understand, his eyes were blind, and he thought that the sky was not yet bright, and after hearing the old woman's words, his heart suddenly became hot, and he carefully took the old woman's hand, slowly stood up, and said uneasily: Grandma, it's so dark, you better light a lamp!