Mi's cries of pain echoed in the snow that was flying all over the sky.

The power of the Heart-killing Curse cannot be resisted by him, a monk in the state of becoming a god.

But today's Heart-killing Curse was much more painful than the Heart-killing Curse I had experienced before.

Because today Mi is alienated and feels warmth.

In the past, she was just a person without warmth. Pain was just pain.

But now, Mi, who has been warmed by others, is alienated and hurts. It's not just pain. The warmth melts her glacier-like protective shell, exposing her real flesh and blood.

It hurt so much that it seemed so real.

That warmth gave Mi Lili hope.

The more hope there is, the more painful it becomes.

The ten people who saw Mi Ali's pain knelt on the ground one after another and surrounded Mi Ali to prevent anyone from seeing Mi Ali's embarrassed appearance.

These ten people's faces were filled with tears and their hearts were hurting more than ever.

Because they also know that the princess who has been frozen for thousands of years is tempted by that person today. When she is moved by a mortal heart, she becomes a mortal.

The pain is unbearable.

Feng Wodan looked at the embarrassed Mi Li and asked disdainfully: "Today, you are in extra pain. In the past, you could sit upright like ice even with 80% of the heart-killing curses. But today, you are as embarrassed as a rough dog."

"

Mi Alien forced herself to sit upright. She was already in a state of embarrassment and was still in pain, but Mi Alien smiled.

She said: "As a lich, how can you know how people feel?"

Feng Wodan responded to this rhetorical question with a cruel smile on his cold face.

She said: "I really can't understand why you humble creatures created by the Holy Lord Lich Queen Nuwa have so many sentiments."

Mi Lili smiled proudly and said: "For you lichs, this world is just a place for you to live. You have no emotions. You destroy them at every turn and don't cherish them. We are different. This mountain is our homeland."

, We cherish this snow, it is the snow of our motherland, we miss this red plum blossom in full bloom, it is the soul of our Chu people, the feelings in it, you, a lich without love, will never understand."

Feng Wodan felt Mi Shuali's ridicule, and she laughed disdainfully.

"Hahahaha...Only the weak can be so self-pitying and reward others with things. It's really pitiful."

In response to Feng Wodan's taunt, Mi Shuli smiled slightly and said: "The way you taunted me in front of me is very majestic, and the way you grovel in front of the immortal is very embarrassed. Is the immortal weak? No, he is very strong, as strong as

Demon saints like you have to grovel, but immortals also like this snow, like the dance music of my country of Chu, and even more like the elegance of my Chu people. A scholar will die for a confidant, and a woman will look good for herself. What a beautiful fairy saying.

Ah, you, a heartless lich like you, can’t figure it out, can you?”

Feng Wodan's brows finally furrowed, and the expression on his face became colder and colder.

He looked at the snow, smiled and said, "Since you love this snow so much, then you must be willing to live in this snow as a mortal, right?"

After Feng Wodan finished speaking, he grabbed Mi Shuli with two sharp claws. The claws penetrated her body, and Mi Shuli was in agony. She only felt that the spiritual energy in her whole body was sealed. Slowly, she felt that the ice and snow were coming to her heart.

The biting cold made her feel pain.

The pain of being hurt by the natural environment.

Feng Wodan smiled and said: "I cast a soul sealing spell on you. From now on, you are a mortal. Please appreciate the harm that your beloved snow has caused to a weak person like you."

Mi Alien curled up in pain, the cold made her feel endless pain, but Mi Alien smiled and said: "It's so warm..."

The corner of Feng Wodan's mouth twitched. She was angry at Mi Shuli's provocation, but Feng Wodan could not kill her.

If she were to be killed now, it would be hard to explain where the immortal was.

After he completes his Lich Wind Tribe's plan, it won't be too late to kill her.

Feng Wodan opened her hands and spread her huge wings. She flew into the sky and roared: "Mi Shuli, I want you to go back to your palace. If anyone dares to help her, I will kill all the royal family of the ancient Chu people."

Mi Ali stood up from the snow with strength. The top ten killers immediately went to help Mi Ali, but Mi Ali scolded: "Get back."

The ten people gritted their teeth and watched as their princess raised her head in pain.

Mi Shuli smiled and said: "Immortal, I will come back eventually, and I, Gu Chu, will eventually be perfect."

Feng Wodan dismissed Mi's delusions of alienation, and said ferociously: "Yes, it will eventually come true. One hundred thousand people, now, follow me to the Blood Realm Palace, seize the demon seeds from the sky, and welcome the demon god."

, to bring glory to our Lich clan.”

"Roar……"

Thousands of people from the Wind Tribe roared and roared, and the cold wind in the air instantly turned into a black wind, sweeping towards the east along with the huge blue bird.

Mi Shuli was panting and her body was shaking, but she still had a smile on her face.

Although her body was cold and stiff, her heart, which had been frozen for thousands of years, warmed up. Mi Ali had never felt herself as alive as she did today.

Mi Shuli walked towards her dormitory step by step. Although the distance was only five miles, it was like the gap between life and death that could never be reached.

Everyone just looked at Mi Alien, walking step by step on the snow that had accumulated a foot thick. Her feet were already frozen, and her thin body had no body protection. The blood on her body had long since

It condensed into blood.

"Princess……"

Killer A watched with tearful eyes, and then, this kind of torture made them hate it even more.

They would rather be punished themselves, or even kill them, but they just couldn't watch their masters suffer this kind of pain.

Mi Shuli gritted her teeth and said, "Don't cry. It's such a great thing. Why are you crying? Give me a smile. God bless me Gu Chu. Give me a smile."

Mi was not sad. The founding order in her arms and his temperature, the temperature he left behind, were like a ball of flame, making Mi feel hot.

She didn't feel cold, but felt hot. She walked step by step towards her tent, smiling as she walked, her smile was like a red plum blooming in the cold winter.

Like blood, like tears, so coquettish, so proud.

Finally, Mi Ali came to his tent. Killer A quickly opened the tent and let Mi Ali in, but Mi Ali looked back at the blooming red plum.

She smiled and said: "A, cut some red plums, I want to arrange flowers?"

Killer A looked at Mi Shuli's hands tightly holding Jianguo Ling. They had already been frozen and cracked. Without her cultivation, these hands would soon fester.

Killer A cried and asked: "Princess, why do you want to arrange flowers? You should arrange them."

Mi Shuli recalled those words, a smile appeared on her lips, and she told Killer A elegantly.
Chapter completed!