At this time, many ice blocks collapsed in front of him, burying several ice piles in front of him. He was very worried that Changle would be crushed under the ice piles, so he ignored the bone-piercing pain caused by the ice cutting like a knife edge, and quickly
He pushed open the ice cubes and looked down expectantly.
But below, there was nothing but the cold floor.
At this time, his originally white jade hands had a layer of skin broken on them and looked red.
But as if he didn't feel any pain, he continued to pick at the bone-sharp ice in front of him. After scratching for a while, he suddenly swung his long sword and slashed at the ice in front of him.
The pile was shaken and flew everywhere.
"Brother Wuyou, don't go in again. There is no one here, and she didn't respond to you. I think she must have been smashed to death. Since she is dead, she is dead, why are you taking this life?
Come out quickly!"
Ling Xiaowan's anxious voice came from outside. When Chu Wuyou heard it, he suddenly felt a fishy-sweet sensation in his throat, as if blood was about to gush out of his body.
He gritted his teeth coldly, and only Ling Xiaowan's words echoed in his mind: She must have been smashed to death.
Hearing such words, he wanted to pierce the speaker's throat, and slashed around with the sword in his hand. The words were like a bomb that blasted into his heart.
At this time, he no longer cared about his own safety, ignored the falling rocks above, and ignored the blood stains on his body. He kicked away the ice pile in front of him and walked anxiously inside.
Suddenly, he saw a coffin covered by ice in front of him. The coffin was made of ice and had been cracked around.
"Changle!" He was suddenly shocked when he saw the ice coffin.
At this time, he had already seen the white skirt in the ice coffin. Someone!
At this moment, his eyes turned red, and he roared angrily, "Chang Le? Is it you? Is it you?"
At this time, he rushed forward like a cheetah and peeled off the ice on the ice coffin. In an instant, he saw clearly the beautiful woman with her eyes closed.
The moment he saw this woman, he shook his head in disbelief, looked at her nervously, ran up quickly, held her in his arms, and carefully checked her breathing, and his heart skipped a beat.
It cooled down.
"Changle, please wake up. I order you to open your eyes and not sleep. Do you hear me?"
"I said before that you are not allowed to leave me without my instructions. What are you doing now? Are you going against me?"
"You hateful woman, wake up quickly! I don't want to see you like this in this life. Wake up. I would rather you yell at me and be mean than see you lying here lifeless.
Look."
At this time, Chu Wuyou's clear black eyes had turned into blood red. His eyes were bloodshot and stared coldly. He felt that the moment he hugged the body, his heart was broken.
It was as if someone had taken a knife and cut his heart into pieces.
He looked at the woman in his arms with tearful eyes, reached out to pinch her face, trying to shake her awake, but the woman in his arms kept her eyes closed, lying there peacefully, lifeless,
His heart seemed to be dripping with blood.
However, no matter how much he yelled, the woman in his arms didn't even raise his eyelids. At this time, he desperately held up her little face. Looking at those familiar eyebrows, his heart ached. At this time,
In front of him, many ice blocks collapsed, burying several ice piles in front of him. He was worried that Changle would be trapped under the ice piles, so he quickly peeled them away regardless of the bone-piercing pain from the ice blocks, which were like blades.
Those ice cubes looked down expectantly.
But below, there was nothing but the cold floor.
At this time, his originally white jade hands had a layer of skin broken on them and looked red.
But as if he didn't feel any pain, he continued to pick at the bone-sharp ice in front of him. After scratching for a while, he suddenly swung his long sword and slashed at the ice in front of him.
The pile was shaken and flew everywhere.
"Brother Wuyou, don't go in again. There is no one here, and she didn't respond to you. I think she must have been smashed to death. Since she is dead, she is dead, why are you taking this life?
Come out quickly!"
Ling Xiaowan's anxious voice came from outside. When Chu Wuyou heard it, he suddenly felt a fishy-sweet sensation in his throat, as if blood was about to gush out of his body.
He gritted his teeth coldly, and only Ling Xiaowan's words echoed in his mind: She must have been smashed to death.
Hearing such words, he wanted to pierce the speaker's throat, and slashed around with the sword in his hand. The words were like a bomb that blasted into his heart.
At this time, he no longer cared about his own safety, ignored the falling rocks above, and ignored the blood stains on his body. He kicked away the ice pile in front of him and walked anxiously inside.
Suddenly, he saw a coffin covered by ice in front of him. The coffin was made of ice and had been cracked around.
"Changle!" He was suddenly shocked when he saw the ice coffin.
At this time, he had already seen the white skirt in the ice coffin. Someone!
At this moment, his eyes turned red, and he roared angrily, "Chang Le? Is it you? Is it you?"
At this time, he rushed forward like a cheetah and peeled off the ice on the ice coffin. In an instant, he saw clearly the beautiful woman with her eyes closed.
The moment he saw this woman, he shook his head in disbelief, looked at her nervously, ran up quickly, held her in his arms, and carefully checked her breathing, and his heart skipped a beat.
It cooled down.
"Changle, please wake up. I order you to open your eyes and not sleep. Do you hear me?"
"I said before that you are not allowed to leave me without my instructions. What are you doing now? Are you going against me?"
"You hateful woman, wake up quickly! I don't want to see you like this in this life. Wake up. I would rather you yell at me and be mean than see you lying here lifeless.
Look."
At this time, Chu Wuyou's clear black eyes had turned into blood red. His eyes were bloodshot and stared coldly. He felt that the moment he hugged the body, his heart was broken.
It was as if someone had taken a knife and cut his heart into pieces.
He looked at the woman in his arms with tearful eyes, reached out to pinch her face, trying to shake her awake, but the woman in his arms kept her eyes closed, lying there peacefully, lifeless,
His heart seemed to be dripping with blood.
However, no matter how much he yelled, the woman in his arms didn't even raise her eyelids. At this time, he desperately held up her little face. Looking at those familiar eyebrows, his heart ached.