Ji Xiang didn't talk to Wu Si, and he didn't even look back to take a look at his right-hand man in the county town.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Shangguan Honghai's body, and his spiritual sense quickly entered Shangguan Honghai's body, immersed in Shangguan Honghai's body, and checked Shangguan Honghai's physical condition.

At this time, Shangguan Honghai had lost consciousness, like a wooden puppet, sitting there motionless.

However, his heart was still beating, and the blood was still circulating in the blood vessels, otherwise, Ji Xiang would have thought he had died.

However, the blood in Shangguan Honghai's veins was full of coldness, just like the cold ice that had not melted in the 10,000-year-old glacier.

Ji Xiang's spiritual sense entered Shangguan Honghai's body, and although he was not attacked by Shangguan Honghai, he was almost frozen by the chill in his blood.

"If there is no accident, when Shangguan Honghai's blood is frozen, it will be when he dies. Ji Xiang guessed in his heart.

Shangguan Honghai is Murong Xiaojie's husband, Murong Xiaojie has regarded Ji Xiang as a child, and Ji Xiang also regards her as a mother.

At this moment, Shangguan Honghai is hovering on the edge of life and death, and it is impossible for Ji Xiang to sit idly by.

However, when Shangguan Honghai made a blood contract, his body mutated, and Ji Xiang had never encountered this situation, and he was helpless for a while.

Ji Xiang was sweating profusely, and his spiritual sense fell on Shangguan Honghai's body, concentrating on observing the changes in Shangguan Honghai's body.

And his hands began to grope in the bag, trying to find some spiritual weapon, at least not to let Shangguan Honghai's body continue to deteriorate.

There are several gift bags for monks, and Ji Xiang runs hundreds of shops, so there are even more gift bags.

I rummaged through one bag after another, but I didn't find a suitable spiritual weapon, and Shangguan Honghai's thick and thick blood vessels became more and more stiff, and a faint layer of frost flowers formed on the wall of the tube.

Ji Xiang's face was sweating like rain, and his heart was anxious, but his hands did not stop, and he continued to look for suitable tools to deal with the current situation in one bag after another.

Spiritual weapons, spiritual arts, spiritual medicines, as long as they can restrain Shangguan Honghai's body and not continue to deteriorate, even if it is poison, it will work.

All of Ji Xiang's thoughts were focused on Shangguan Honghai, and when he looked through the bag with both hands, it seemed a little disorganized.

He took out another bag, and as before, his left hand quickly opened it, and his right hand immediately reached into it.

At this moment, a strange fragrance escaped from the mouth of the bag, and before Ji Xiang could understand what was going on, the strange fragrance had already penetrated into his nostrils and quickly entered his body.

"Mahogany, mahogany is fragrant, could it be that Young Master Ben is drunk at this moment. With Murong Xiaojie's memory, Ji Xiang immediately understood the origin of the fragrance.

Shangguan Jinhong has studied mahogany for decades, and Murong Xiaojie, as a follower of Mrs. Shangguan Jinhong, has long heard and witnessed the abnormality of mahogany, and is very familiar with it.

At this time, Ji Xiang's right hand, unconsciously, took out the mahogany from the bag.

Ji Xiang was startled, and quickly withdrew his spiritual sense and gaze from Shangguan Honghai.

He looked down at his right hand, and there was already an extra piece of wood more than a foot long, the color of which was as red as blood.

Ji Xiang's left hand stroked the mahogany, and found that it was soft, not as hard as the wood, and there was a drop of red water stuck to his fingers.

"What's going on?" Ji Xiang looked at his left finger, which seemed to be different from Murong Xiaojie's memory, this situation, she didn't appear in her memory at all.

"What's going on?" It had been a while since he inhaled the fragrance, but Ji Xiang was not as drunk as Murong Xiaojie remembered.

I didn't think about the first time I smelled the fragrance before, my body trembled, my heart was surging, my blood was boiling, and my whole body's spiritual power was like burning, scurrying around.

Suddenly, the aroma of the mahogany became more and more intense, and there was a "plop" sound, and Ji Xiang heard Wu Si fall to the ground, and the snoring sound that followed was like thunder.

Wu Si no longer knew what was going on, and he lay on the ground, already drunk.

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Wu Si, who fell to the ground unconscious, and at the same time, his spiritual sense scanned Wu Si's body.

"The body is fine, and there is no difference in the characteristics of the mahogany in Murong Xiaojie's memory, but it seems to have lost its effect on me and has no effect. ”

Ji Xiang looked at the mahogany in his right hand again with a puzzled gaze, and he found that a layer of water mist appeared on the mahogany, and then gathered into nine water droplets.

The water droplets are also bright red as blood, but the water droplets exude not the smell of blood, but a rich fragrance.

Suddenly, the nine water droplets above the mahogany, "snorted", fell on Ji Xiang's palm, and before Ji Xiang could figure out what was going on, the nine water droplets had already soaked into Ji Xiang's body from his palm.

"Boom" Ji Xiang's normal body just now suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes, exactly the same as the first time he inhaled a strange fragrance, his heart was surging, his blood was boiling, and the spiritual power of his whole body began to burn again.

The sound of "crackling" sounded in the body again, and streams of rancid liquid overflowed from the pores to the outside of the body.

The high temperature on the skin on the surface of the body caused the black liquid to quickly vent out, leaving only a thin black film covering Ji Xiang's skin.

Ji Xiang's body came from the transformation of the stone coffin, but the nine water droplets entered his body, making his body clean and flawless.

The fragrance not only did not make Ji Xiang intoxicated, but even made his soul more sober.

Ji Xiang's soul is Murong Linzhi's fourth soul, he is one of the spiritual power clones, after taking away the body, the soul and the body are not completely unified.

But at this moment, it finally reached a 100% fit, completely became a whole, and there was no trace of snatching away.

Ji Xiang was secretly happy, but when he saw Shangguan Honghai not far away, that joy was extinguished by the cold.

The spiritual consciousness entered Shangguan Honghai's body again, Shangguan Honghai's heartbeat had slowed down by half, and half of the blood in his veins had turned into ice cubes.

Shangguan Honghai's whole body was cold, and Ji Xiang estimated that after half an hour, Shangguan Honghai would definitely die.

"What should I do?" Ji Xiang stood up, came to Shangguan Honghai's body, and sat opposite Shangguan Honghai.

"It's a pity that Young Master Ben wants to save you, but he doesn't know where to start, and he is anxious, but it doesn't help. Ji Xiang said, his face full of helplessness.

He stretched out his empty left hand and grabbed Shangguan Honghai's right hand, Shangguan Honghai's right hand was cold, and Ji Xiang felt that what he was holding in his left hand was a piece of 10,000-year-old ice.

Ji Xiang stared at Shangguan Honghai's face engraved with the years, and he could only smile bitterly.

At this time, Ji Xiang felt that his left hand was suddenly glued together with Shangguan Honghai's right hand.

Ji Xiang shook it twice hard, but he didn't shake it off.

An icy chill, like a surging wave in the sea, surged towards Ji Xiang's body.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xiang's left hand froze a thick layer of ice, and the white ice made a burst of "click, click" sounds, along his arm, spreading all over his body.

After a few breaths, Ji Xiang's skin was frozen by ice cubes, and the ice on the surface of his body thickened layer by layer.

In just a few moments, Ji Xiang became an iceman.

The only thing that did not freeze was the right hand, and the mahogany in the right hand had nine water droplets, and after a "snort", the water droplets like blood invaded the palm and entered the flesh.

These nine water droplets are more powerful than the previous nine, and Ji Xiang's heart is accelerating, his heart is surging, his blood is boiling, and his spiritual power is burning again.

Blood vessels, internal organs, and every part of the flesh seemed to have firelight coming out, and at this time, the temperature of Ji Xiang's body and mind increased rapidly.

Ji Xiang's face immediately showed a panicked look, two forces, one cold and one hot, one left and one right, one inside, and one outside impacted Ji Xiang's body at the same time, and he immediately entered the depths of the water.

The chill on Shangguan Honghai's body, as if it was a shark smelling blood, surging to Ji Xiang's left hand.

The blood-red droplets in the mahogany, like a flood finding an outlet, continued to penetrate Ji Xiang's right palm, soaking into his flesh.

Outside Ji Xiang's body, the ice layer was thickening, and it suddenly became a Xiaoice mountain, covering Shangguan Honghai sitting opposite, forming a whole.

In his body, the blood in Ji Xiang's veins had begun to emit red smoke, and from time to time there were a few flashes of blue electricity. The internal organs are as dry as they are, and sometimes there is a "clatter" sound like tearing pieces of paper.

"What should I do?" Only his soul was still awake, but the impact of ice and fire made him feel painful.

"If this continues, Young Master Ben will either be burned to ashes or frozen into crumbs. ”

At this moment, it is the most dangerous life since Ji Xiang took over, and the past practice has been very smooth, and there has never been any life crisis.

Unexpectedly, this time, it made him hovering on the edge of life and death.

His body was no longer able to move, even if he blinked his eyes, it became extremely difficult, Ji Xiang could not shake off his left hand, Shangguan Honghai's in his right hand, and he could not shake off the piece of mahogany in his right hand.

He still held Shangguan Honghai's right hand tightly with his left hand, while his right hand held the mahogany without relaxing.

In Ji Xiang's mind, the soul kept repeating three words: "What to do, what to do?"

Time passed like flowing water minute by minute, but Ji Xiang's spiritual sense looked at his left hand for a while, and looked at his right hand for a while, and there was no way for a while.

"Click, click, click" Ji Xiang's body began to collapse in this ice and fire.

If there is no solution to deal with it, Ji Xiang will disappear within an hour, and his body will disappear.

Maybe his life should not be extinguished, Ji Xiang had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a strange thought suddenly appeared.

"It can only be so, success or failure is a thought. Ji Xiang closed his frozen eyes with difficulty.