However, when Lin Zhiyun closed the door, she did not notice that a strange blue light flashed on the mark between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and the cold air spread out.
The black ice spiritual energy hidden in Ye Shaohan's limbs and hundreds of veins gathered crazily at the center of Ye Shaohan's eyebrows. A thin layer of ice spread out from Ye Shaohan's body. At the same time, the broken meridians in Ye Shaohan's body were once again frozen by the cold air.
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Ye Shaohan's whole body was trembling, but he never woke up. The darkness fell quietly, and the unicorn on Ye Shaohan's right hand emitted a faint red light.
Under the pale moonlight, several bamboo houses were quietly bathed in the moonlight.
Behind the bamboo house, there is a stream flowing. The waterfall reaches the mountain wall and hits the bottom with terrifying force, making bursts of roaring sounds.
The moonlight is reflected on the flowing water, and a silver moon appears on the water.
The waterfall fell to the ground, stirring up a stream of water splashes. Under the moonlight, these water splashes were rendered silver.
However, these water splashes could not block the silhouette. Under the moonlight, a silhouette stood in the flowing water. The white dress slowly receded, and the snow-like skin looked whiter and more tender under the moonlight.
Lin Zhiyun took off her white dress, placed it on the rocks, and walked towards the stream with bare feet.
This beautiful silhouette undoubtedly became the most beautiful night scene tonight. She let the water flow across her skin. Lin Zhiyun's figure did not stop until the water covered her double peaks.
The running water across the skin brings a cold feeling, and this coldness blows away the summer heat.
Raising her head, her long black hair fell down softly and floated on the water. Looking at the silver moon that was gradually turning round in the sky, Lin Zhiyun murmured softly: "Is the moon full?"
The flowing water hit her skin, and Lin Zhiyun's body gradually floated on the water, and her almost flawless body was also bathed in the moonlight.
The snow-like skin, with two bright red spots on it, looked extremely mysterious under the reflection of the moonlight.
Raising her head, Lin Zhiyun looked at the silver moon above her head and murmured softly: "It's a full moon."
For others, the full moon is just an ordinary thing, but for poets, the full moon is a night full of poetry and painting.
However, for Lin Zhiyun, the full moon means pain, and she has to endure that kind of inhuman pain, the pain of Xuanbing blood being swallowed up.
The moonlight flows gently on Lin Zhiyun's body. Under the moonlight, Lin Zhiyun's originally pure and pretty face looks even more sacred.
The waterfall struck down, and streams of water vapor came out. The water mist rose slowly, and was finally pulled around Lin Zhiyun.
Lin Zhiyun was bathed in the moonlight, and a hint of pain gradually appeared on her originally peaceful face. At the same time, the surrounding water mist also strangely turned into ice crystals and scattered.
Holding the piano and standing on the rock, Su Feixuan looked at the flowing water below and the beautiful shadow with a little worry.
Su Feixuan knew that today was another full moon, and Lin Zhiyun would have to bear the backlash of the Xuan Bing bloodline.
Lin Zhiyun's deep screams resounded, and a blue light rang out in the black screen. Endless cold air bubbled out of Lin Zhiyun's body, and the blue light filled the air.
The cold air spread out, and almost instantly, the flowing streams were frozen.
Thousands of miles of ice, filled with cold air, with Lin Zhiyun's body as the center, was covered with a layer of ice everywhere.
When the waterfall falling from the sky came into contact with the cold air, it froze instantly. From bottom to top, the waterfall of hundreds of meters turned into an icicle.
The cold air swept over her, and Su Feixuan shivered, and sat down, plucking the silver strings with her long and slender hands, and the melodious and clear sound of the piano floated on the ice.
However, amidst the sound of the piano, Lin Zhiyun's screams became louder and louder.
The fairy-like face was completely distorted, and her face was as pale as the moonlight. Lin Zhiyun's whole body was twitching continuously.
The cold air completely enveloped Lin Zhiyun's figure, and the biting coldness left Lin Zhiyun with no chance to shiver.
A layer of frost spread over Lin Zhiyun's body, and the biting black ice aura completely froze Lin Zhiyun, as did the aura and meridians circulating in her body.
This was destined to be a difficult night for Lin Zhiyun. The water aura between heaven and earth gathered towards Lin Zhiyun crazily.
The cold air was permeating the air, and Lin Zhiyun's figure seemed a bit hazy when looking up.
The pale moonlight flows down, and the bamboo house is bathed in the moonlight, and blue lights flicker in vain in the bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, Ye Shaohan was still lying quietly on the bed, his whole body covered with ice.
Rays of blue light circulated around Ye Shaohan's body, and the mysterious ice aura hidden in Ye Shaohan's body spread out.
This is the black ice aura that belongs to Li Zishan. Although most of the black ice aura was refined by Ye Shaohan, there is still a black ice aura hidden in Ye Shaohan's body.
But at this moment, these black ice auras were pulled by the aura in Lin Zhiyun's body, and emerged from Ye Shaohan's body in vain.
A layer of frost also spread over Ye Shaohan's body, covering Ye Shaohan's whole body. When the ice layer was about to cover the Qilin Sword, a red light flashed on the Qilin Sword, and the ice layer melted instantly.
A cluster of silver flames emerged in vain, beating in the center of Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and the ice on Ye Shaohan's body gradually melted away.
Above the Qilin Sword, bursts of red light burst out, and a stream of hot air puffed out.
The fire of the Suzaku was beating on the Qilin Sword, and the aura that had disappeared for several months resurfaced on the Qilin Sword.
The Suzaku Fire was constantly changing, and the figure of the Fire Qilin emerged from the Suzaku Fire. With his brows furrowed, the Fire Qilin looked solemnly at Ye Shaohan and the spreading cold air.
"I didn't expect the injury to be so serious. It seems that he was not only severely injured by the turbulence in the space." Sensing the meridians in Ye Shaohan's body that were completely frozen, Huo Qilin Sword frowned deeper.
"Unexpectedly, the suppressed Xuanbing spiritual energy has exploded." Huo Qilin murmured softly.
At first, Huo Qilin had no choice but to use Li Zishan's black ice aura to heal Ye Shaohan's injuries. However, this black ice aura also brought huge benefits to Ye Shaohan.
However, the black ice aura belonged to Li Zishan after all, and Ye Shaohan could not completely refine it after all. With the Suzaku Art, Ye Shaohan was able to suppress the black ice aura.
But at this moment, Ye Shaohan passed out, and the black ice aura could not be suppressed and completely burst out.
"Even the consciousness has been completely suppressed." Huo Qilin raised his hand, his fingertips fell on Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, feeling Ye Shaohan's weak breath, and sighed slightly.
The successive pursuits had exhausted Ye Shaohan's spiritual energy. Coupled with the impact of the turbulent air, Ye Shaohan's life was almost hanging by a thread.
At this moment, Lin Zhiyun's screams came in vain.
Raising his head, Huo Qilin looked outside the room in surprise, his soul power spreading out.
"It turns out it's this girl, and the Xuanbing aura." Huo Qilin's complicated eyes wandered over Ye Shaohan, and he sighed slightly: "Xuanbing aura, this is the only way."
The Suzaku fire was flowing on Fire Qilin's fingertips, and as his fingers moved, its Suzaku fire flashed through several tracks.
Rays of red light spread out, and finally the Vermillion Bird Fire formed the shape of a hexagram. As the Fire Qilin's fingertips touched down, the hexagram fell towards Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and then floated in the middle of Ye Shaohan's eyebrows.
The black ice spiritual energy all over Ye Shaohan's body rushed towards Ye Shaohan's body, and finally was hidden in Ye Shaohan's body again, but those meridians had been frozen.
"The meridians are broken." Fire Qilin sighed slightly: "We can only suppress it first, but this is not a long-term solution. It seems that we can only use that secret method."
Having said this, Huo Qilin turned around and looked thoughtfully at the rocks outside the bamboo house and the two beautiful figures.
The screams and the sound of the piano were intertwined. Under the moonlight, Lin Zhiyun's body was convulsing more and more violently, and her face was extremely pale.
A few moments later, the black ice spiritual energy spreading in the void surged into Lin Zhiyun's body again.
The ice layers that were blocked by the ice also melted, and the waterfall fell from the sky again.
With her face extremely pale, Lin Zhiyun raised her head, looked at the silver moon, and murmured softly: "It's finally over."
"But is there another month?" A bitter smile appeared on Lin Zhiyun's lips. The full moon next month will be her last month.
After all, the Xuanbing bloodline could not survive the age of twenty. Previously, Lin Zhiyun knew that she was getting closer and closer to death. If she had not been worried about Ye Shaohan, Lin Zhiyun would have lost consciousness.
Fortunately, she finally got through it. Dragging her exhausted body, Lin Zhiyun grabbed the white dress and put it on one by one. At this moment, Su Feixuan's piano sound also stopped abruptly.
Although she couldn't see it, Su Feixuan could feel Lin Zhiyun's position. She stretched out her hand to support Lin Zhiyun and said softly: "Sister, are you okay?"
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun smiled politely, shook her head slightly and said: "I have persisted through it, it was really a difficult night."
Suddenly, the smile on Lin Zhiyun's face stopped abruptly, she raised her head and looked at the bamboo house in astonishment.
There was a figure floating in the sky above the bamboo house, bursts of red light, it was clearly a fire unicorn.
With a startled look on her face, Lin Zhiyun's figure immediately tensed up. Regardless of her physical fatigue, she kicked her feet and her figure shot out and rushed to the front of the bamboo house.
When she saw the figure in the bamboo house, Lin Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Shaohan was so seriously injured, so someone must have hurt him. This was also the reason why Lin Zhiyun was nervous. Undoubtedly, Lin Zhiyun regarded the fire unicorn as her pursuer.
Although Su Feixuan couldn't see it, she could still sense the strange atmosphere. She held her piano and ran to Lin Zhiyun's side.
Seeing the nervous expressions of the two women, Huo Qilin smiled casually and slowly fell down.
"Little girl, don't be nervous." After saying this, Huo Qilin raised his hand, and its Suzaku fire emerged from Huo Qilin's fingertips.
A cluster of Suzaku fire burst out under the night.
When she caught a glimpse of this cluster of Suzaku fire, Lin Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Zhiyun felt familiar with this cluster of red bird fire. She knew that Ye Shaohan also had this kind of fire.
"Haha, little girl, I am not an enemy, but one of my own!" Fire Qilin chuckled, raising his right hand slightly, and his energy surged into the bamboo house.