While using his internal force to control the soul needle that he had just found that was swimming in Luo'er's body, to prevent it from following the bloodline and finally piercing her heart, Han Bing tried his best to think about how to find the antidote and save Luo'er from awakening.

Just now, he had already noticed the headless corpse not far away, and judging from its eunuch clothes, this person should be the mysterious Tianxiang Sect Leader Feng Yan.

No, it should be said that it was the former Tianxiang Sect Leader Feng Yan, given that he had become a cold corpse at this moment.

However, after rummaging through Feng Yan's body, Han Bing did not find any antidote, nor did he find the Kun key, which was said to have been taken away by Feng Yan.

This result really disappointed him, and at the same time felt even more anxious!

However, on the surface, he had to try to maintain a calm appearance, in order to deter the Chiyang Sect Master Duxiaoqiong, who was eyeing him.

Hearing that Duxiao Qiong offered to make a deal with him, Han Bing didn't actually have any hope in his heart, but only regarded it as a means to stabilize the other party, so as to buy himself more time and find a way to rescue Luo'er.

Duxiaoqiong could naturally hear the perfunctory meaning in Han Bing's words, but he didn't care at all.

Because this Chiyang Sect Master believed that once this young man knew the specific content of this transaction, he would definitely not be so calm anymore!

"This deal is actually very simple, to put it bluntly, it is to exchange life for life, and exchange a life of Miss Luo'er for a life of Gongyu Sarong!"

Sure enough, before Duxiaoqiong's words fell, Han Bing had already raised his head suddenly, looked directly into his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have an antidote?"

"Yes, I have the antidote to the Soul Needle that Miss Luo'er did. ”

"Gongyu Sarong is still in the hands of the Loyal Alliance?"

"Not bad. ”

Hearing Du Xiaoqiong's two unquestionable answers, Han Bing couldn't help but be silent for a moment before speaking again: "Luo'er has been deeply poisoned, and only the antidote of the soul needle can't get her out of danger completely.

And at present, the only flower doctor who can save her is locked up in the underworld. If he can't save the flower doctor, Luo'er has no hope of waking up. Does the Sect Master think that such a deal is still fair?"

Although it is not clear what the specific situation is, judging from the fact that Feng Yan actually has the Qiankun key, Duxiaoqiong believes that what Han Bing said should be the truth.

From this point of view, Zheng Yong's traitorous eunuch probably took advantage of the opportunity of these Beirong assassins to break into the palace and steal the Qiankun key from the bedroom of His Majesty the Dayu Emperor.

Whatever his motive for stealing the key, the end result may not be as the traitor had hoped.

According to rumors, the Qiankun Key can open the door to the legendary underworld. But what is in the underworld, Duxiaoqiong doesn't know anything about it.

Although he was already vaguely aware that the Qiankun key might affect the upcoming war between Rong and Yuguo, for the sake of his beloved apprentice Gongyu Sarong, Duxiao Qiong still decided to carry out this transaction with Han Bing.

He has been constantly comforting himself in his heart, saying that these external uncertainties cannot really affect a war that is completely decided by strength.

"If the Cold Ice Boy thinks that this deal is unfair, then this seat can add one more chip, that is, the Qiankun key that was taken away by Feng Yan!"

The icy starry eyes flickered slightly, and he asked calmly, "But that key is also on the sole sect master?"

Du Xiaoqiong couldn't help laughing, and asked rhetorically: "Could it be that in the eyes of the cold ice prince, this seat is just a mindless martial artist? If the antidote to the dementor needle and the key to Qiankun are on me alone, then I'm afraid you won't want to make any deal with me at all, but just come up and snatch it!"

"But if that Qiankun key is not on the body of the Dujiao Master, how can I believe that you will definitely give it to me?"

Han Bing spoke calmly as he hugged Luo'er and stood up from the snow.

Duxiaoqiong watched Han Bing walk in front of him motionlessly, and then said solemnly: "It is a matter of two lives, and it is also the life of the person you and I value the most, and this seat really has no intention of talking to your Han Bing Gongzi."

In short, the whereabouts of that Qiankun key are known only to my disciple Gongyu Sarong. If you can save him alive, you'll get the news of the Qiankun Key from his mouth. ”

Hearing this, Han Bing only nodded slowly.

Du Xiaoqiong didn't say anything more, and directly took out the things that were turned out of Feng Yan's body from his arms, and put them all on the snow.

Looking at the back of the Chiyang Sect Master who turned to leave, Han Bing said loudly: "After going down the mountain, not far from here to the south, there is a nameless lonely tomb. Tomorrow, please wait for the Sect Master there!"

Duxiaoqiong's footsteps paused slightly, and then continued to stride forward, and soon disappeared into the wind and snow.

Without taking another look at the distant Chiyang Sect Master, Han Bing gently lifted his right hand, which had been pressed on Luo'er's left chest, upward, and pulled the soul needle out of her body!

After tossing the bloody dementor needle away, Cold Ice sat back down on the snow.

He hugged Luo'er tightly with one hand, and at the same time, with the other, carefully rummaged through the things left behind by Duxiao Dome.

According to the identification method that Xiangjun's sister had taught him, it didn't take long for Han Bing to find a very small pill.

Putting it on the tip of his nose and sniffing it, he could be sure that this was the antidote to the Soul Needle.

Carefully helping the unconscious Luo'er to sit up, Han Bing first put the antidote in his mouth, and then fed it to Luo'er mouth-to-mouth.

Then, he turned Luo Er around again, and at the same time, he pressed his palm against her spine acupoint, and used his internal force to channel her qi and blood.

After a while, Han Bing felt that Luo'er's originally cold body gradually regained its temperature, and even her breathing became more even and powerful.

However, she still did not wake up.

"Luo'er...... Luo'er ......"

Holding her soft body tightly in her arms, the cold ice kept whispering in Luo'er's ear, and her voice was full of endless pain and guilt.

In this way, after sitting in the wind and snow for a long time, Han Bing woke up from his sadness.

He stood up with Luo'er in his arms and walked down the hill.

Halfway up the mountain, he abruptly left the trail that led to the bottom of the mountain, and descended a slope until he reached a place full of rocks.

Based on Luo'er's original description, Han Bing finally found the hidden cave.

Once upon a time, they made a vow here and promised each other for the rest of their lives. In the end, the heavens were separated, and they were separated from each other.

Gently placed Luo'er in her arms in a flat and dry place, staring at her sweet face for a long time, her starry eyes were full of strong attachment and reluctance.

"Luo'er, wait for me! I will be back soon, and I will stay with you from now on, and never be separated again!"

Leaning down and imprinting a tender kiss on Lorle's soft lips, he stood up and walked out of the cave without looking back.