Day and night were in silence between the two, and I don't know how many times the road alternated. When the entrance of a black hole came again, Ruxiang's body emitted a white light, her body faded, and a white shadow disappeared into the snowflake crystal.

Mo Xie opened his eyes violently, staring at the snowflake crystal without a trace, and his mouth opened wide in surprise. Mo Ye didn't expect that this holy woman named Ruxiang would have such a strong divine sense and be able to cultivate the Stone Escape Technique. Mo Xie rubbed his eyes and kept shaking his head. There is really a heaven outside the sky, and there is a saint outside the saint, such an inconspicuous saint is also a strong person in divine sense.

Ever since Mo Ye's divine consciousness had broken through to four hundred and eighty miles, Mo Xie had simply believed that he was in this holy realm, and his divine sense was already rare. However, when I saw the incense that was inconspicuous and disappeared into the snowflake crystal. Mo Xie's arrogant state of mind seems to have been tempered by countless sledgehammers, and he has restored his former ordinary mentality.

"Mo Shao Lord". Just as Mo Ye was adjusting his mentality, a beautiful face appeared in the snowflake crystal rock, and he looked at Mo Ye with a smile.

Mo Xie smiled and gave two thumbs up.

Ruxiang blushed and moved out of the snowflake crystal in a flash. He took out a Gong Transmission Stone from the holy bag, and engraved Mo Ye with the Stone Escape Technique he had studied.

Mo Xie smiled and took the power transmission stone, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

Ruxiang sat quietly opposite Mo Ye, holding her chin in her hand, staring at the watery, dark and big, lively and amorous eyes, the bright black pupils flashed with charming eye waves, slipping smart and pretty. With that look, a flush rose on her pretty face.

The snowflake crystal cave under the night crystal can't tell whether it is the night of the stars or the colorful twilight, the long wait, in the tenderness and scorching gaze, the loss is faster than ever. The heart that was like a fragrance seemed to have not yet calmed down from the passion of contemplation, and the hazy was still glowing with a strange halo.

Mo Ye's body was full of starlight, turning into countless luminous lights and disappearing. A burst of coolness and delicacy made Mo Ye feel mysterious and surprised. Mo Ye seemed to enter an airspace of crystalline light. Move gently. Stepping into a black cave cave, bursts of cool air hit the face, and a peculiar smell unique to stalactites soaked into Mo Ye's nose.

It was pitch black in front of him, and bursts of cold air swept across his cheeks like surging blades, Mo Ye was startled, "Cold Cave, is this Bingjiu's home?"

Mo Ye didn't think about it, and turned back to the snowflake crystal cave. "Ruxiang, get ready. Let's go".

"Yes, Master Mo". After Ruxiang finished speaking, she didn't move, because Ruxiang had nothing to prepare.

Mo Xie got busy, chanting incantations in his mouth, playing tricks in his hands, and the spirit bags in front of him were demonized, hanging on Mo Ye's body. In an instant, more than 300 colorful and green holy bags were draped.

Mo Ye looked up. Ruxiang, who stared at himself with phoenix eyes. Hey hey twice. "It's all left behind by the tree spirits outside after harming people, and I will take them all away and make him cry."

Ruxiang got a haircut. smiled indifferently. "So many, let's call you a hundred bags of young master."

Mo Xie was stunned, and then smiled. "It's good, it's called the young master of the hundred generations. go".

Mo Ye took Ruxiang's hand, and the starlight disappeared from the snowflake crystal cave.

In the acacia maple forest, a burst of energy struck. Huai Lin said in a deep voice. "Maple Spirit. Isn't it too abrupt for you to let the young master of Ruxiang Saint follow this kid like this, for 100,000 years, she has never left Wanyun Cave."

"Huai Ling, I can't help it, the young master of Ruxiang has been in the holy realm for thousands of years, you and I are two old stupid trees, I don't know how to turn into a saint and have to wait for tens of thousands of years, this time I finally met such a saint with excellent sense, let him take the young master back to the city, and it is also a matter of expectation to take back the tree of the sacred heart of the city." Feng Ling sighed.

"Hey, Fengye Great Holy Spirit, I haven't come back to Zhicheng for so long, I may have been more than lucky, we let the young master of Ruxiang Saint return to Zhicheng alone, I don't know the bottom of my heart......! Huai Ling is still a little worried, and the Huai Ye wind keeps turning.

"Huai Ling, don't think about it so much, without the Sacred Heart Tree, the Young Lord will not be able to stabilize the Holy Realm, and the grand wish of unifying the city and planting the city will not be realized, and the grand wish of fighting the Holy Realm will not be realized, the Young Master will insist on going his own way, how can you and I stop the two useless things, let her go, maybe the grinding outside can make her eliminate her wild domineering." The maple spirit shook the heavy leaves weakly.

It's a long, narrow cave that leads to no one. Bursts of cold breath surged from the distant hole, Ruxiang's little hands held Mo Ye's fingers tightly, trembling uncontrollably, a layer of fine sweat leaked out of the palm, and as long as the slippery one relaxed, the little hands would slip off Mo Ye's fingers.

Mo Xie Dao was not too surprised, such a rich and cold air was like a spring breeze for Mo Ye, more comfortable than bathing in the summer sun. Pulling like incense, holding the night crystal, walking through the cold cave.

Ruxiang didn't dare to come out, her heart was pounding, jumping around, mentioning her throat and eyes, blocking her breath and feeling difficult, and her pink little face turned green.

Mo Xie glanced back at Ruxiang. "Is it cold"?

"Well, a little, I'm afraid of the cold". Ruxiang said tremblingly, Ruxiang did not deliberately hide her timidity.

Mo Xie pulled Ruxiang to his side, and the black armor on his body turned into a black cloak, gently wrapping Ruxiang's body. A burst of hot spring-like warmth swept through the whole body like incense, and the trembling body was much gentler.

"How's that?" Mo Xie asked as he moved briefly.

Ruxiang glanced at Mo Ye. "Much better".

The cold cave where Mo Ye and Ruxiang walked, the two walls were like axes and knives, and they were extremely steep. The walls of the cave shone with a white light under the light of the night crystal, making the cave misty and illusory. Piercing through the bluestone crystal walls, there always seemed to be a few black shadows moving with the two of them.

Empty, Mo Xie stopped and looked back at somewhere. It was a sparkling piece of ice. In the cold air dripping into ice, there are still dripping droplets. After Mo Xie glanced at it, he unconsciously felt a little creepy in his heart, and the ticking sound seemed to be dripping in his heart, dripping not water, but blood, bright red, already cold blood.

Mo Xie restrained his divine sense, and Bing Jiu was still asleep in the Danhai. "If Jiu'er is awake, it would be fine, the face with green teeth hidden behind the ice, Mo Ye will not feel fear." It was as if that ticking sound was a mourning bell, ready to open its bloody mouth and devour its own life.

Mo Ye's hand squeezed the spell tightly, and his heart was horizontal, and he continued to move forward. Ruxiang glanced back at the dripping ice skate at the moment when Mo Xie moved away. A relentless flash of lightning appeared in front of the ice skate without warning. There was a thud that was barely audible, and the ice skipped in two.

Mo Ye held the luminous stone against it and disappeared into the cave like crazy.

A chill writhes before the skate. The face of a middle-aged elf like a big-headed baby came out, and he was still holding half an ice fork in his hand, staring at the distant point of light with a shocked expression. A cold sound flew out of the mouth of the middle-aged elf. "Icicle Protector, why didn't you make a move, let him enter the Cold Crystal Plank Road."

A soft light lit up, and an elf with a shiny hat on the ice stone rose into the air. "You stupid, I didn't see that the hairy girl was a tree spirit, she had reached the Holy Realm, and there were few opponents in this Holy Realm, you stood in her way, and a hundred of you and I were not enough for her to slap her."

"Icicle Protector, you mean, that hairy girl is a tiger pretending to be a pig. Oh my God, I said that his eyes were so scary, and when he looked at me, he destroyed the Elven Hallows." The middle-aged elf's big black eyes almost didn't fall off, and he shook the half-cut ice fork in his hand.

The icicle protector didn't say anything more, just half-fascinated by the elf's eyes, thinking about something.

"No wonder I haven't seen the Nine Girls for so long, how did she run to sleep in the Danhai of this saint, is it ......." Icicles didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Zhu'er, you look at the cave, I'll go back to the cold hall." After the icicle protector finished speaking, he turned into a gust of crazy wind and swirled into the depths of the cold cave.

Mo Ye was headless and brainless, and the holes in front of him became more and more complicated, and each hole was crystal clear. It was exactly the same, there was no sign that could be distinguished at all, and Mo Xie tried to leave a mark. Jingle Bell for a long time. Jingying followed the attack of the Mo Evil Magic, cracking and closing, closing and cracking.

After Mo Ye ran a few laps, the cold sweat on his face ran out. Look at the crystal hole in amazement. Only then did Mo Xie realize that his Stone Escape Technique could not be used here, this crystal thing was not a stone, it was ice, an ice that could not be penetrated by divine sense.

"Young Master of a hundred bags, can't we find an exit?" Ruxiang asked curiously while hugging Mo Ye's waist. At this time, Ruxiang was calm and not afraid at all.

Mo Ye's face was covered by dark clouds, his confident eyes were shrouded in darkness, and he smiled dismally. "We seem to be going in the wrong direction, going deeper and deeper. I can't even find my way back."

"How can this be? Aren't we always moving forward? How can we be wrong?" Ruxiang asked innocently.

Mo Ye grinned, "It's going forward, it's just going too many intersections."

"That's the case, young master of Baidai, let's go this way, the cold here is the weakest." Ruxiang looked at the more than ten holes in front of her. Reaching out to a hole.

"Go this, can you sense the strength of the cold qi?" Mo Xie looked at Ruxiang in surprise, Mo Xie used cold qi as a supporting qi for cultivation. The sensitivity to the strength of the cold is very strong, but in the face of more than ten cold caves in front of him, Mo Ye simply felt the strength of the cold current.

Ruxiang could feel that Mo Ye's self-esteem was beaten again. admired Ruxiang and threw himself to the ground. sighed inwardly. "Who said that women are inferior to men".

Ruxiang just smiled indifferently, "I cultivate blazing qi, of course I am sensitive to cold."

Mo Xie laughed twice. I agree with Ruxiang's statement.

Mo Ye and Ruxiang walked into this cold crystal cave, and sure enough, the cold weakened. But it was also a lot more terrifying, and I felt that the strange cold qi was slowly weakening, but the cold qi was getting heavier and heavier. The hissing wind in the cave had become much more damp, and whimpering was blowing past my ears, not like the sound of the wind, but a moan worse than crying.

Mo Ye's brains exploded, and looking at Ruxiang with a smile on his face, he had no choice but to move towards the depths of the geode. (To be continued......)