Halfway through the roll, the ice and snow on the hill suddenly cracked. The hill was actually not a mountain. There was a hole underneath. When the ice and snow broke, she fell into the hole!
All this happened unprepared. When the strong wind came, the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts were also blinded. Fortunately, they reacted quickly. When they saw Wei Ning falling, they immediately followed him.
The drop in the cave is more than ten meters, but fortunately there is a slope. Otherwise, if I didn't freeze straight and fell down, my life would really be decided here.
But being hit by falling ice and snow is also very painful.
After falling to the bottom, it took a long time before I could get up, and my whole body felt like it was falling apart.
"A Ning!" The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts ran in on the slope. The height of the cave was just enough for her to walk with her head raised.
Then Bai Ze and Cheng Feng also appeared at the entrance of the cave and walked in slowly.
The cave was completely white, filled with ice and snow. I lit a torch before it condensed, keeping warm while looking around.
I don’t know if the blood summoning was successful just now. If it was not successful, biting my finger again would be fatal.
The torch turned back, and she was suddenly startled. Normal people would be shocked when they saw this thing, because behind her was a huge ice coffin!
The ice coffin is laid flat on the ground. The ice and snow are transparent, and you can see a person lying inside.
Wei Ning walked over holding a torch, and slowly saw clearly that it was a man in white, with a tall figure and white robes scattered gorgeously.
Her long purple hair spreads over the ice and snow, showing a thrilling beauty.
Purple hair, is purple hair very common in this era?
My uncondensed heart, for some reason, suddenly jumped hard, and my steps as I walked past resolutely were filled with a bit of hesitation.
It was as if he didn't dare to get close, as if he was afraid of something.
However, she was very close to the ice coffin, so she walked quickly. When she stood in front of the ice coffin and saw the person lying inside, the torch in her hand suddenly slipped off and fell to the ground with a 'clack'.
, almost went out.
The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts looked at her and saw her standing blankly, as if someone had taken away her three souls and seven souls.
He rolled up the torch with his tail, raised it, and shined it on the ice coffin.
A stunningly beautiful face was reflected with some vivid warmth by the firelight, but even so, it could not conceal the irreparable and deep aura of death on that frost-covered face.
The skin is pale, the closed eyes have been sealed by ice and snow, and the lips are bloodless, only a kind of bluish white that only a dead person has.
No matter how beautiful a person is, his death will be the same pale, desolate, dejected and despairing one.
The color of this man's hair is very strange, it is a rare purple, but because there is no life breath, these beautiful hair strands are like satin placed in the dark, dull.
What all these pieces put together is a familiar and missed face.
But...how could this happen?
My uncondensed heart seemed to be held tightly by a cold hand, and it hurt so much that I couldn't even breathe.
She stared blankly, completely unaware that her expression at this time was as pale and colorless as the dead man lying in the ice coffin.
He was him, but he was missing a mask, but she knew it was him...
"Is this Pluto?" After all, the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts are beasts and have always been ruthless. They couldn't understand Wei Ning's feelings, so they just murmured.
