"Yinga...cough, cough, cough." Yue Qianxun opened his mouth to speak, to remind her of something, but a cold current stimulated him. Not only was he speechless, but he kept coughing.
The nine-tailed golden fox has a magical power that can confuse people's hearts. Yue Qianxun is worried that this pattern is a formation set up by the nine-tailed golden fox to attract Hua Ying.
Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound in Huaying's mind, and something seemed to surge up. Her whole body miraculously heated up, and the hot feeling came to her heart so familiarly. Almost at the same time, the shadow on the image suddenly seemed to be alive.
It seemed to be coming over, swaying vaguely in front of her eyes.
Hua Ying's palms were getting hotter and hotter, and Yue Qianxun put a hand on her shoulder, shaking her body violently. But Hua Ying's eyes were still looking straight at the pattern, as if a girl was smiling at her, and behind her
There are also nine tails wagging.
This must be the formation of the Nine-tailed Golden Fox, and Huaying's soul is trapped in the formation.
At this moment, Xue Qing and Qing Xiao, who were standing far away outside, also looked anxious. They didn't know what happened behind the big icicle, and whether Hua Ying and Yue Qianxun were in danger. They wanted to go over and help, but they couldn't.
The cold current is getting heavier and heavier, and they can't get close at all.
"Hua Ying, Hua Ying——" Xue Qing shouted Hua Ying's name at the top of her voice.
"Don't get excited, they can't answer us inside now." Qing Xiao said.
Inside, Yue Qianxun's breathing gradually became a little heavy. Suddenly, he shook his head heavily and tried to calm down. He didn't know what magic power this pattern had. Yue Qianxun's peripheral vision was focused on Hua Ying's face from beginning to end.
I had it on my body, so I didn’t look at the picture carefully.
In addition, Hua Ying was in a daze now, and Yue Qianxun did not dare to be possessed easily. He raised the Shuiyun Sword high in one hand and struck the stone slab with one sword after another. The stone slab was as tough as a diamond and could not move an inch.
Yue Qianxun continued to consume his physical strength, trying to break through the pattern formation, but his strength was obviously insignificant, so he suppressed the blood that surged up in his heart.
Hua Ying ignored Yue Qianxun's movements at all, but still stared at the slate without blinking. With Yue Qianxun's continuous efforts, the surface of the slate seemed to be damaged, and a layer of skin peeled off automatically. Under the slate, crystal clear skin was exposed, as clear as crystal.
The white transparent stone, if you look closely, you will see that there are countless facets on it, ranging in size, and the bright light flows and covers it.
The faint blue light that is constantly emitted from this stone seems to have traces of blue blood flowing in it.
Yue Qianxun's brain was severely deprived of oxygen, and even his breathing became heavy. He stopped with his sword and used it to rest on the ground to support his body.
He tried his best to keep his mind awake and not be disturbed by the magic around him. His body was quite exhausted, and he had exhausted all his strength by struggling hard, but he could not fall. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hua Ying's beautiful figure.
Rong Yan, what he wants to do is to protect her silently.
Yue Qianxun's body suddenly fell on the stone slab, but his hand still refused to let go of Huaying's hand. His strength seemed to be being drained, and something was constantly sucking away his energy.
If things continued like this, something would happen to both of them. Yue Qianxun tried to hold on to her last will, moved her head towards Huaying, and bit her hand hard, her teeth sinking into the flesh of the back of her hand, oozing blood.
The pain made Hua Ying finally respond. She suddenly stopped her hand and blood dripped on the stone slab. The blue light at first was quickly sucked up by a few drops of blood and turned into red light. "Hua Ying...cough
Cough, cough." Yue Qianxun opened his mouth to speak, to remind her of something, but a burst of cold current made him not only speechless, but also kept coughing.
The nine-tailed golden fox has a magical power that can confuse people's hearts. Yue Qianxun is worried that this pattern is a formation set up by the nine-tailed golden fox to attract Hua Ying.
Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound in Huaying's mind, and something seemed to surge up. Her whole body miraculously heated up, and the hot feeling came to her heart so familiarly. Almost at the same time, the shadow on the image suddenly seemed to be alive.
It seemed to be coming over, swaying vaguely in front of her eyes.
Hua Ying's palms were getting hotter and hotter, and Yue Qianxun put a hand on her shoulder, shaking her body violently. But Hua Ying's eyes were still looking straight at the pattern, as if a girl was smiling at her, and behind her
There are also nine tails wagging.
This must be the formation of the Nine-tailed Golden Fox, and Huaying's soul is trapped in the formation.
At this moment, Xue Qing and Qing Xiao, who were standing far away outside, also looked anxious. They didn't know what happened behind the big icicle, and whether Hua Ying and Yue Qianxun were in danger. They wanted to go over and help, but they couldn't.
The cold current is getting heavier and heavier, and they can't get close at all.
"Hua Ying, Hua Ying——" Xue Qing shouted Hua Ying's name at the top of her voice.
"Don't get excited, they can't answer us inside now." Qing Xiao said.
Inside, Yue Qianxun's breathing gradually became a little heavy. Suddenly, he shook his head heavily and tried to calm down. He didn't know what magic power this pattern had. Yue Qianxun's peripheral vision was focused on Hua Ying's face from beginning to end.
I had it on my body, so I didn’t look at the picture carefully.
In addition, Hua Ying was in a daze now, and Yue Qianxun did not dare to be possessed easily. He raised the Shuiyun Sword high in one hand and struck the stone slab with one sword after another. The stone slab was as tough as a diamond and could not move an inch.
Yue Qianxun continued to consume his physical strength, trying to break through the pattern formation, but his strength was obviously insignificant, so he suppressed the blood that surged up in his heart.
Hua Ying ignored Yue Qianxun's movements at all, but still stared at the slate without blinking. With Yue Qianxun's continuous efforts, the surface of the slate seemed to be damaged, and a layer of skin peeled off automatically. Under the slate, crystal clear skin was exposed, as clear as crystal.
The white transparent stone, if you look closely, you will see that there are countless facets on it, ranging in size, and the bright light flows and covers it.
The faint blue light that is constantly emitted from this stone seems to have traces of blue blood flowing in it.
Yue Qianxun's brain was severely deprived of oxygen, and even his breathing became heavy. He stopped with his sword and used it to rest on the ground to support his body.
He tried his best to keep his mind awake and not be disturbed by the magic around him. His body was quite exhausted, and he had exhausted all his strength by struggling hard, but he could not fall. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hua Ying's beautiful figure.
Rong Yan, what he wants to do is to protect her silently.
Yue Qianxun's body suddenly fell on the stone slab, but his hand still refused to let go of Huaying's hand. His strength seemed to be being drained, and something was constantly sucking away his energy.
If things continued like this, something would happen to both of them. Yue Qianxun tried to hold on to her last will, moved her head towards Huaying, and bit her hand hard, her teeth sinking into the flesh of the back of her hand, oozing blood.
The pain made Hua Ying finally react. She suddenly stopped her hand and blood dripped on the stone slab. The blue light at first was quickly sucked up by a few drops of blood and turned into red light.