I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Yuezhuo was still thinking about letting the red glass run away from the scorching qi of the fire bead to resist the cold of the ice hell, but this fire bead actually shined at the bottom of this cold abyss, which made him really overwhelmed.

This fire bead is so public, I'm afraid I don't want this King of Chu Jiang to know that there is a fire bead hidden in Hongli's body?

Yue Zhuo didn't think about anything else, but quickly swam towards the golden light.

When I got closer, sure enough, it was the red glass curled up, and her abdomen was the source of the golden light.

Yuezhuo opened her arms and protected the red glass in her arms like a treasure.

He knew that he was whimsical, and he wanted to block the light of the fire bead with his body. Knowing that all this is in vain, but now that he is powerless, he always wants to do his best to protect Li'er.

The loss of mana and spiritual power also made him lose his mind for a while.

However, the torture of the icy hell has only now really begun.

Yuezhuo only felt that his body sank, and it seemed that an invisible force was pulling him down under his feet. He tightly held the red glass in his arms, and no matter how much that force exerted, he would never compromise.

Now he is an ordinary mortal, how can he compete with the power of the cold hell. In just half a moment, from his feet to his head, every inch of his skin and texture were frozen and stiffened, along with the red glass in his arms.

If it is directly frozen into an ice sculpture and takes away the consciousness in the minds of the souls of the master and apprentice, it may be more merciful to Yuezhuo and Hongli.

But this time the punishment took on a new twist.

The unbearable feeling of the cold was more obvious than the last time, and Yue Zhuo only felt that he was in the cold wind, blisters all over his body, and they broke one by one, and the cracking sound could be heard by himself clearly.

He couldn't see the blisters on his body, and this position happened to catch a glimpse of the blisters on Hongli's neck.

On the slender and white neck, on the layer of skin that could be broken by blowing, Yuezhuo saw with her own eyes that the soybean-sized blisters quickly formed wounds after bursting, and pus and blood gushed out.

Hongli was in his arms, gritting his teeth, looking very painful.

If it weren't for the freezing of her limbs, she would definitely be able to scratch out of the blood marks of Yuezhuo's arm.

Yuezhuo could also feel the blisters on his body undergoing this change, but he saw that his Li'er was suffering this pain, and he would rather suffer more pain for her.

The wound was frozen and cracked into four petals, like a blooming green lotus.

In an instant, every wound on Yuezhuo's body turned from four petals to eight petals, and the flesh and blood condensed into a dark red, attracting many colorless, transparent mayfly-like creatures to gnaw at the wounds.

It hurts and itchy.

Yuezhuo didn't know how he endured this heart-wrenching pain, maybe he thought that Li'er was suffering from this sin like him, but he also gritted his teeth and survived it.

This pain is more painful than every knife that the clansmen cut at him on the cliff of the South China Sea before.

Yuezhuo's eyes gradually dimmed, as if in a fog, and before he knew it, he fainted.

And he is left with red glass, which is gradually waking up at the moment.

She knew that it was Master Yuezhuo who was protecting her, just because she had a fire bead in her body, and the cold qi of the Ice Hell and the scorching qi in her body were still fighting each other, on par.

Although he also felt the power of the Ice Hell, his master was now a mortal soul, how could he endure this abnormal pain.

Yuezhuo's hands and feet were frozen, and even though he lost consciousness, he still held his Li'er tightly in his arms.

Hongli thought that if she shed a tear at this moment, she would also be frozen into ice ballast.

But with such powerlessness, she couldn't control herself in the end, and wept silently in Yuezhuo's arms.

Because it hurt so much, even the sobbing sound was like an ice pick, and it hurt into the heart and lungs.

King Chu Jiang, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at the master and apprentice who were in abnormal pain in the cold abyss of the water mirror with an expressionless face.

Turning his head to look at the judge, he saw that the judge understood and waved the gossip hooking pen out of thin air, and the water mirror cold abyss disappeared in an instant, leaving only the master and apprentice who were wet and hugged each other tightly sat on the hall.

The souls of the master and apprentice were frozen all over the body, and cold mist kept coming out of their mouths.

Yuezhuo also regained consciousness, and the first thing he did was to make sure that his disciple was safe and sound.

He seemed to have forgotten that there were two other adults on the platform staring at him and Hongli, as if nothing had anything to do with him. He checked Hongli's hands and feet, and whether the neck was like his, and the wound had broken into the shape of a lotus flower.

As long as it was exposed outside the clothes, he looked over, only to find the faint red mark on the skin, and did not see the wound cracked, he only then went to look at his body, and it was true.

It turned out that the place where the blister had ruptured, and a faint red mark had formed, and it had not become a lotus flower.

He was relieved.

Only then did I realize that they were no longer in the cold abyss.

Yuezhuo raised his head and looked directly at the high platform, and happened to meet the gaze of the king of Shangchu Jiang, which made him shiver again, but he did not forget to protect the trembling red glass in his arms.

"The punishment has been taken, let them go to the next hell. ”

King Chu Jiang, who had a solemn expression, actually opened his mouth, and the judge beside him who was holding a gossip hooking pen naturally understood what he meant, and he didn't say much, only to hear the sound of clicking the iron rope in his ears.

Yuezhuo turned her head to look again, and two suspended iron rope wooden floats appeared not far away, and where the floats were facing, it was like an abyss of the next hell.

Hongli clutched the corner of Yuezhuo's clothes tightly, her brows furrowed, and she was about to say something to Master Yuezhuo, but she was preempted by the judge who talked a lot.

"The ice hell is both illusory and real, and the moment you are tortured is both real and illusory. After the torture, the soul naturally returned to its original state. ”

When he said this, Yuezhuo came to his senses. In that cold abyss, his tortured body was obviously incomplete, and after the cold abyss disappeared, he couldn't feel the pain of his soul.

I see.

Before getting on the floating board, Yuezhuo once again glanced back at the king of Chujiang who was high above, still looking selfless with an iron face. But Yuezhuo always felt that he knew something.

What the hell did he know?

The judge urged them, "Are you still hesitating, are you reluctant to give up the taste of this cold hell?

Hongli had already stepped on the floating board, urging Yuezhuo continuously, holding his outstretched hand, and the master and apprentice boarded the wooden floating board together.

True and false, both illusory and true.

King Chu Jiang stared intently at the distant backs of the master and apprentice, and never spit out a word.

He doesn't speak, but naturally he understands him and speaks what is in his heart.

"That's a matter of the heavenly realm, so adults don't have to worry about it anymore. ”

The gossip hook pen sketched back and forth on the booklet, and a pearlescent purple cormorant and a red fox with beads jumped on the paper.

"Also, the matter of the heavenly realm, presumably the heavenly realm has its own measure, so naturally it is not our turn to decide. ”