When Ou Hanbing walked into the ice cave, the temperature inside had dropped to the extreme, but the fire was still the same, the burning fire was not affected by the extreme cold at all, the fire emitted a dazzling light, the fire jumped on the ice, on the blue ice, countless fire girls were dancing violently, dancing insolently, weird, like snowflakes fluttering in the air, like fluffy grass flying in the wind, colorful, incomparable.

Ou Hanbing didn't have the slightest effect, Ou Hanbing watched indifferently, and Ou Yibing approached the ice with a smile, her body twisted, her arms spread, and she danced with it, and it was strange to say that the fire girl suddenly disappeared as if she was frightened, without a trace, and the colorful light of the four days also quickly faded, and when she looked at it, even the flames were gradually extinguished, and finally disappeared.

Continue to walk inside, the ice cave is dark, the wind is blowing, and there is a huge piece of ice towering in front of it, the ice glows blue, shining, beating, exuding a mysterious aura outside, and the surroundings are gloomy and terrifying, giving birth to countless mysterious shadows, looking from afar like a ghostly flame of the dead. Suddenly, Ou Hanbing felt like a pair of eyes staring at her intently, and the surroundings were so quiet that she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat clearly.

The cold ice blue slowly transitioned to gray, the mournful voice entangled with the wind suddenly sounded, covering the entire corner of the ice cave, the slight crying gradually came from far and near, this is the cry of a woman and a man, deep and long, miserable, as if melted in the air, the miserable white light put the figures of the three girls on the ground, extremely clear.

Ou Hanbing listened quietly, the cry swirled in her heart, lingering, and the cry conveyed a message, which was the sadness left by the ancestors, Ou Hanbing was puzzled, and his mind was recalling every detail he had just seen, and there was a smell of burnt paste in the air. Those who had lost their clothes and flesh in the fire had turned to ashes, but they still stubbornly remained in their original positions.

Ou Hanbing's mouth was open, but she still felt the difficulty of breathing. She took a deep breath, and immediately felt an unusually painful pain in her throat and eyes, as if she were being clamped by a fire tong. She felt uncomfortable, a little nauseous, and wanted to vomit. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but she couldn't touch anything, and in a burst of dizziness, the center of gravity of Ou Hanbing's body began to deviate, and she almost fell, but Xi Bing and Yi Bing supported her together.

Suddenly, a red light lit up in front of them, the ice surface was trembling, cracking, the entire ice cave also began to shake, red light radiated from the ice cracks, under their feet, the ice suddenly cracked, the light was all released, the light was brilliant, the huge ice was reflected by the red light, a slender figure danced strangely in it, I couldn't see her appearance clearly, I only felt that she was extremely beautiful, extremely soft, vigorous movements, beautiful image, delicate feelings, and elegant dancing. In particular, her dancing posture of combining strength and softness and blending scenes is touching and heartbreaking.

A long sigh came from the crack in the ice, it was the man's voice, and with his sigh, the dancer's dancing posture slowed down, the dancer slowly squatted down, her hands stretched forward, as if asking for something to hug, her head lowered, her long flowing hair spread out, covering her face, and the incomparably sad in her heart expressed the words of longing through her body, like pieces of snow, permeated with a trace of coolness, and like wisps of cold wind, pouring out her heart.

Ou Hanbing burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

The ice crack continued to crack, a man's body slowly emerged, three girls took a few steps back in horror, and looked carefully, this is a middle-aged man, wearing simple clothes and sitting on the ice, although he was frozen very strongly, his face did not change at all, lifelike.

Ou Hanbing understood, his legs were weak and he knelt down, and Ou Yibing and Ou Xibing also knelt down together.

The man was handsome, smiling, and smiling kindly.

Ou Hanbing remembered his grandfather's words: "Cold ice is born, the cold is out, the edge is like frost, the knife is like a cold light, grievances and hatreds, the dust is settled, donate your body to help the needy, and honor the ancestors ......"

This is the body of the ancestor, in the 10,000-year-old ice cave, he just sat on the ice and died peacefully, he completed what others seemed to be unable to complete, without regret, without unwillingness, without sorrow and peace of mind. And he is not lonely, by his side, a beautiful and kind woman has always been by his side, and he is heart-to-heart, never abandoned, this sentiment is enough to shock the world, crying ghosts and gods.

Ou Hanbing's whole body trembled, Ou Hanbing wanted to cry without tears, Ou Hanbing put his hands on the ground, reverently, and excitedly kowtowed three times, the girl's forehead touched the ice, making a crisp sound, the girl's hands pressed on the ice, the ice melted for ten years, leaving ten slender fingers.

Quiet, suffocating silence, the air seemed to freeze.