Chapter 277: Polar

Above the sea, the ship that is going to the poles is still moving forward.
Moline stood on the deck of the ship and watched the sunrise and sunset every day, counting the number of days she left the mainland.
These days, she and the ship have experienced several extreme weathers, and the number of demon souls on board has also decreased with these extreme weather.
The ship that was originally very crowded became a bit deserted, but these were not what Maureen meant.
What Maolin cares is that her sister will disappear from her every night for a while. When she came back, she would have a taste of wine, a smell of sweat, and even a strong smell.
That kind of smell is only available to men.
The next morning, the ship would inexplicably die two or three male spirits.
Their bodies were black and skinny, like the essence of being drained.
Maolin knew that this was definitely what Mo Yan did, but she could only look at Mo Yan's departure every night, unable to stop.
When Mo Yan left, Morin’s heart hurts. She knows how Mo Yan sucked up the men, and this way is a shame for women.
Therefore, Ma Lin can only stand on the deck every day, looking forward to reaching the poles one day earlier, looking forward to the seven magics of the right guard with his father, the priest Yang Tian of the holy demon temple can have a way to blame her sister瘴 瘴 。.
Of course, such a long nautical time, Maureen will naturally think of the man who made her sister into this appearance.
At the thought of the man with a slight smile on his face, sometimes cold and sometimes passionate, Maureen’s heart was a slap in the face.
For the hatred of Ling Xiao, Ma Lin has gradually faded away, and replaced it, it is a kind of inexplicable, unclear and unclear miss.
"My woman?" Maureen remembered the words of Ling Xiao, and her face would show a faint smile, even she could not detect it.
It’s just that Maureen can’t forget it all the time, reminding herself all the time, this guy has harmed his father and hurt his sister. You must go to the Holy Devil's Hall, become stronger, and then challenge the man.
If you are killed by him, you may not have to suffer.
If the man was killed by himself...
Maureen looked at her with a bitter smile. After many times, it seems that this is unlikely.
Just in the midst of the whole day, the days passed, and the weather gradually cooled.
The white land is just ahead.
When the old captain leaned the boat against the ice of the polar ice, the only hundred magical spirits on the ship all jumped over the ice and took a long breath.
"It’s finally arrived!"
Although the spirits and souls have always liked to be alone, at this time, they still could not help but embrace each other.
It is not easy to live here.
"I will always be here waiting for you to come back, remember, don't keep looking at the white ice, pay attention to the cold." After the old captain confessed, he hid back to his captain's room and rested.
These guys walked to the top of the mountain in front of the ice with a little excitement and excitement, and did not pay attention to the old captain's confession.
There is an old saying on the mainland of Haotian, which is called not listening to the old sayings.
This group of talents took less than ten minutes, and someone immediately shouted: "God! How can I not see it!"
"Ah! I can't see it anymore!"
A dozen people are desperately glaring at their own eyes, expecting that this is only their short-lived illusion. It took only a minute to get through, and the desperate look immediately climbed to their faces.
"No! This is impossible!"
Some of these dozens of people laughed, some people burst into tears, and there was a crazy guy who took out a machete and danced around.
Two screams, two poor demon souls did not prevent this guy from suddenly shooting, he was split into two.
Blood fluttered over the white ice, which was particularly glaring, but made the eyes of other Demon Souls feel a little better.
The angry spirits and sorcerers did not say anything, they took out their weapons, or made their own school, and the crazy guys were not left with the scum, and even the blind souls were killed.
Because they are afraid that those blind companions don't know when they will be as crazy as the guy just now, simply killing them, one hundred.
This is the way the magic spirits are acting. It is better to kill them and not want to leave a dangerous possibility.
Moline shook her head, this world is really more and more dangerous.
She has long known that if she stares at the white of the polaro for a long time, it will seriously damage the human visual nerve and cause blindness.
So Maureen walked all the way, very carefully from time to time to emit the power of dark green magic, used to regulate the optic nerve.
Mo Yan walked with her eyes closed and directly let Maolin lead the way, so both sisters are very safe.
After the demon spirits killed the blind companions, it was only when they thought of the old captain that they couldn’t help but sigh.
They saw Morin and Mo Yan walking in the end, and they followed the practice of Maureen, using colorful soul power to adjust the vision, not letting this single white cause damage to their optic nerve.
Walking along this way, the pedestrian walked calmly to the foot of the holy temple.
Then another difficulty was placed in front of them.
Although the road they had just walked was cold, but they were all demon souls, and their physique was far stronger than mortal. This cold is nothing.
It can start from the road up the mountain. The mountain is covered in snow-like snowflakes. The cold brought by this snow falls into the bone marrow and into the soul.
It took less than five minutes to walk. The whole mountain has not yet reached one-tenth. A dozen of the original demon souls walked on the ground and walked on the ground.
When the people behind they lifted them up, they were shocked to find that they had no breath of life, and even the fluctuations of the soul force were gone.
That shows that these people are even frozen in the soul, and they can no longer die!
It turned out that the old captain said that the cold is actually this meaning!
"God!" Several people immediately couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, and they turned around and fled to the mountains.
Unfortunately, the more flustered, the more vulnerable their soul will. Not far away, these people fell to the ground and could not climb again.
"Going forward is also dead, and backing is also dead, it is better to go forward!"
The rest of the demon souls figured out all of this and immediately determined their determination to move on.
In this way, they have gone for a long time and no one has fallen.
However, the cultivation has become a hindrance to the advancement of some demon souls. After all, they have not been able to get through the cold of the frozen bone marrow, and fell down forever under the mountain to the Holy Spirit Hall.
"This snow is weird!" Morin stared at her feet. The snow covered by the goose fell on the ground, and it disappeared immediately. It was not like the usual heavy snow.
Moline looked ridiculed: "Sister, rest assured, there is me, what snow is hard to beat us! Mountaineering? Who said that we must go up, I just fly up, who can take me?"
Maureen knew the rules of the iceberg of the Holy Demon Temple. He was only allowed to walk, not allowed to fly, and hurriedly advised: "Yan, don't mess around..."
Where is the speed of Mo Yan compared to the current Maureen? Moline’s words were spoken, and Mo Yan had already flown into the sky. The whole body wrapped a group of blue souls and flew away toward the top of the mountain.
"Haha, I am going to fly, have the ability to get me down!" Mo Yan smiled madly, and in a blink of an eye, he flew forward for a thousand!
Moline hurriedly ran fast to keep up, ran and shouted: "Sister, hurry down..."
Maureen's words will always be so slow, so she said, and a hail of ice came from the front of Mo Yan, madly squatting on Mo Yan!
"Ah--" Mo Yan screamed, and she didn't know how many hail was hit.
Even though she is now a blue-level demon soul teacher, in front of this strange hail, she can only be beaten and lost consciousness!
The mad Moyan can no longer fly, like a bird with a flap, falling down from the sky.
Moline was anxious to rush forward, and she wanted to catch Mo Yan. It was too late.
Without any protection of the soul, it falls from a height of tens of meters. Unless it is a force-chain soul teacher who specializes in the body, it will be seriously injured if it is not dead.
"Yan Er!" Maureen screamed, at this time, a blue figure appeared like a void, in the midair, Mo Yan caught, steadily fell to the ground!