Chapter 147: : Scorching 3

In the end, these frost spirits, ultimately killing people, are invading the heart and freezing the blood.
Then, life will end.
However, the pain she suffered now was what he brought her.
He brought such a pain to the most beloved woman.
Xuanyuanyu, what the are you doing?
She, the injury from beginning to end, turned out to be all caused by you!
He took her hand and shivered uncontrollably.
Yes, her pain, her injuries, including, the so-called chastity.
He made it.
However, he was not impressed with such a beast.
If he had a little impression, he would not put such pain on her at all.
However, he did not.
Throughout, no trace of a dream was left.
He thought, maybe he knew where the problem was.
He never doubted the crux of the problem.
Hand clasped on her chest, clasped her to his chest with the gentlest strength.
Xi Xi, what if she knew all this?
Or, does he have the courage to let her know?
he does not know.
If she knew it, she would despise what he did.
By then, there is no day to look back.
As always, no matter how tight it is at the moment, the final result, perhaps, can only be let go.
The temperature of the fire bed, the moaning sound of the roasted skin, but these small sounds, finally, can't withstand the pain in his heart at the moment.
Knowing the moment of determining the truth, he was so painful that he could hardly get over it, and it was better than the pain of the old cold poison.
In his arms, her cold body, which had been cold like ice, was gradually warming.
This warm melting, although burned in his palm, gave him a little comfort, as his hand covered her wrist, it only became, freezing his heart together.
Her veins revealed only one message without the cover of those pill-colored pills at that time.
The speed of her poisoning far exceeded his imagination.
The rest of the time, perhaps, will not be even a year.
Why is this happening?
Even if this poison reaches her, she should have at least two years!
But, this period of poisoning happened so fast, so fast, it seemed that--
He only hugged her more tightly, and her evening will be fine.
Certainly not!
Prince Xiang Palace.
Due to heavy snow, the rebuilding of King Xiang ’s Mansion temporarily stopped its renovation.
It is not so simple to reconstruct the King's Mansion, which was burned by fire, and even the courtyard where the fire was burned is still in ruins.
In these dim ruins, due to the snowy embellishment, at this time, it does not show a little indulgence in the day, all of which make people feel defeated.
The sky is full of snow and no one is in sight.
Except for an old vigil, this place reveals the quiet silence.
Now, the old man squatted in a simple shed and fell asleep.
Occasionally, there were several wild cat calls, and after looking out a few times, he looked away and stopped.
After all, the valuable things of the royal palace were sorted out by the banned soldiers and sent to the old palace in the suburbs. Here, there should be nothing to attract people to steal.
His vigil is nothing more than a form.
Tonight's vigil, it was extremely difficult to keep.
Because, too cold, too cold. Every time the probe went out, it made him feel that his head was almost frozen.
Now, he shrunk his head into his warm jacket, and his hands closed into his sleeve.
Never mind the more and more frequent meows.
In the frequent meows, a silver-gray figure jumped gracefully in a corner of the ruins. The eagle-shaped mask completely covered his face. He stood like this, and his clothes flew open to look like a sly God.
At this moment, he was staring at the other side of the ruins, bowing a ghostly figure.
When two extreme figures appear on this ruin, it will only make people who accidentally see it mistakenly think that it will be an illusion.
But, now, there are no more people besides these two figures.
This heavy snow created the best opportunity for them, no one would come here in such a snowy night, a king without oil and water.
"Ho ho, you still found it, ho." The ghostly figure gave a terrifying smile, straightening up from the state of bowing, looking towards the godlike man.
"I didn't expect that you would appear here, but not—" The man with a divine expression lifted his lips, and the tone in the empty ruins seemed to be so beautiful.
It's just that this beautiful sound can only be heard by one person. It's the ghost figure.
"Do you think I will appear in the palace, right?" The ghostly figure and the tone of speech are dull and grim like a gong, and form a stark contrast with the sound of that day.
"I thought you would appear beside her, but unfortunately, it seems that I guessed wrong, just like that, Elder Wood also guessed wrong. Elder Fire, you, really, are good at disguising."
Over the years, Elder Huo has existed in the world in such an identity that he did not expect.
Looking for his trail again, again, it was very laborious.
Until tonight, finally, Kung Fu paid off, he finally found the Elder Huo.
In the bottom of his heart, he let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that he had been holding back for so long.
"Ho ho, he, never guessed wrong, Elder Wind, you are much tenderer than Elder Wood. Ho ho."
The ghost figure was the fire elder who had betrayed the Miao and Shui tribes and caused the close tribe to be destroyed.
However, the godlike man is undoubtedly the wind elder Yin Qichang.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, tonight, I found you, you should know, what will happen to the traitor."
"Do you want to kill me?" Elder Huo's face was in a dark place, and it could not be seen clearly, but his voice clearly brought out a killing atmosphere.
"As long as you hand over Tianxiang Gu, I can let you go."
"Ho ho, do you also want Tianxiang Gu? Unfortunately, the last Tianxiang flowers in Xuanlong Cave have been burned to the torch. There is no such harmless flower in this world! There is no flower, nature, there is no Gu, ho. "
Elder Huo kept making horrible laughter, which made Yinqi Cang's voice even colder:
"Dead or alive, you choose."
"It's no use killing me, ho, ho, I can't make Tianxiang Gu, no flowers, no one can make it, and, time is not enough. Not enough." Elder Huo said this sentence, even It was still laughing like that, but the smell of horror gradually faded.
Silver Ash's figure moved slightly, straight from the height of the ruins, straight to the Elder Fire.
At the time of the figure, his slender fingers had clamped Elder Huo's throat. This clamp, with his voice, was a bit surprised:
"Why are your martial arts gone?"
"Ho ho, I'm a waste man, or a dead man who can't die, ho."
In Yin Ge Cang's hands, the voice of Elder Fire sounded again, with a sadness different from his ghostly appearance:
"If it hadn't been for finding the patriarch, I would have died. For so many years, I wanted to find her again and find the patriarch. Even if I burned it here, I couldn't find it ..."
"Patriarch?" Yin Qicang asked back.
He tried to explore something from Elder Fire's dim eyes, but, there, dimly, as if there was no hope for any more.
The only hope is that, after so many years of searching, it has long been bleak.
"Ho ho, don't you want to find the patriarch?" Although it was still laughing, it sounded like a cry of Ye Man.
"The current patriarch has the poison of a thousand machines. If you still remember the old patriarch's old love, give me the recipe of Tianxiang Gu." Yin Qicang's hand still clamped the elder fire's throat, voice, but not It seems to be just fierce.
He could understand clearly that the patriarch in the mouth of Elder Huo would only be Yiying.
However, the matter of the current patriarch, even if the fire elders dormant, should always be heard. Otherwise, why did he know that the Tianxiang flowers in Xuanlong Cave were burnt down?
Moreover, as the elder Huo now, let him clearly have contact with Xi Yan.
"It's not that I don't want to save, I can't save, I can't save! I have always wanted to save Xiao Yan, but, I don't have Tianxiang Gu!" Elder Huo's emotions suddenly ceased to be so low, his voice even louder.
"It's no use asking for a recipe, time, it's too late. Unless—" Elder Huo murmured this sentence and whispered, "For so many years, I have assumed the reputation of this traitor. In the end, But even the patriarch can't see it. Even the patriarch's children can't be kept. He, really, ruthless— "
"Who is he?" The eyes behind Yin Qi Cang's mask snapped and forced to ask.
Elder Huo's gaze moved to his eagle mask, his dry lips opened and closed, and when he wanted to say anything again, a gleam of light did not know where it flew from, or who sent it, only know, The blood-colored Huaguang fell at exactly the time it was a blood lotus, which penetrated deeply into the shriveled throat of Elder Fire.
The speed is so fast, the strength is so strong that even Yin Qi Cang has no time to block the fire elders.
When he followed the blood lotus to look around, besides flying snow, where is there a figure?
Elder Huo, quietly pulled his head down, a few strands of fine white hair fluttering in this snowy piece.
There was only a trace of blood in his throat, no more blood splattered.
That little blood was carved on the other side like cinnabar, which only made Yin Qi Cang feel that it was extremely cold ...
Tianzhao Palace, Chenghuan Hall.
When Xi Yan woke up again, the cold-hearted feeling had long since disappeared.
Very warm, very warm.
Even if she only wore apron pants, she didn't make her feel cold.
In this warmth, she smelled a very strange smell, as if something was scorched.
She thought of her body subconsciously, only to find that, with both hands, she clasped her body tightly, not allowing her to move.
However, the intensity of this tightness is just right, and will not make her feel the pain.
Then she discovered that it turned out that she was lying on the back of a person, and that person's body was very hot. When this scalding was passed on to her, it only turned into warmth, melting into her heart ...
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