But it shouldn't be a problem to accommodate thirty or forty people. The reason why Mo Jiuli's heart sank was that in the middle of the ice cave, there were three ice sculptures. What could be vaguely seen inside were full of blood. It could barely be seen from the blood.
Frozen inside were two women and a man!
However, Mo Jiuli was already standing a few meters away from the three ice sculptures, but he could not sense any familiar aura!
Not even a little bit of familiarity!
Mo Jiuli almost had a bad premonition in Yadong's heart. He walked slowly to the three ice sculptures and placed the flame with his leg directly on top of one of the ice sculptures. Xiaojin's flame overbearingly made Mo Jiuli's ice sculpture with his leg to the east.
Melting slowly!
During the whole process, Mo Jiuli's heart was in suspense, fearing that he would miss the best rescue opportunity, and his eyes were fixed on the melting ice sculpture to the east of his leg!
Mo Jiuli thought, sometimes one would choose to use an ice bed to keep a person's body from rotting, or to keep a person from dying and breathe a sigh of relief, right? Maybe Mingfeng and the others are fine!
It's because they were frozen that they couldn't sense their breath. Maybe Mingfeng and the others were alive, Mo Jiuli comforted himself in his heart!
After a long period of time under Xiao Jin's domineering flames, the ice sculpture on its legs finally melted into ice water, and the people inside instantly fell to the ground!
Mo Jiuli hurriedly stretched out his legs to support the fallen body. The cold and biting touch on his legs made Mo Jiuli's heart pound again. Looking at the body of the man he was assisting, Mo Jiuli stretched out his legs and pulled gently.
His face was covered with icy broken hair, revealing a handsome face that was devoid of color and breath, yet was extremely familiar to Mo Jiuli!
In my memory, Mingfeng's sculpture-like handsome face was like a god in ancient Greek mythology.
He is handsome, majestic, and has a domineering aura that makes people dare not look directly at him. He is the God of Swords. He uses his sword like a god and is invincible.
It's really Mingfeng, but at this moment, Mingfeng has no breath, no life outside his body, and can't even sense the fluctuations of his soul. If Mingfeng is dead, his soul will also...
Mo Jiuli's eyes were hot, and his legs and arms holding Mingfeng were shaking slightly!
She kept using her spiritual power to warm Mingfeng's body, hoping that a machine would appear. She didn't want to give up, didn't want to believe it, so she held Mingfeng's stiff body like that, and poured her spiritual power into Mingfeng's body without asking for her life.
in vitro!
Inside the space, Ye Hao, Feng Hexuan, Xue Feng, Yiling and others looked at the scene outside and their eyes were red...
After a long time, Mingfeng's body became no longer so cold and stiff due to Mo Jiuli's continuous input of spiritual power, but there was still no reaction!
The tears in the corners of Mo Jiuli's eyes finally couldn't help but fall to the east: "I can't make a mistake, he came too late!"
A soft murmur made Mo Jiuli's tears fall uncontrollably. She gently put Mingfeng's body aside, and then began to melt the other two ice sculptures!
The fire-attribute spiritual power in Mo Jiuli's legs continued to flow into the ice sculpture. It took more than two hours to fuse the other two ice sculptures, but it also made the aura around Mo Jiuli become even colder!
She continued to follow the method just now, fusing the ice between the falling disc and Huan Xin's body, but looking at the three corpses on the ground, Mo Jiuli couldn't be happy, and she didn't even dare to touch the three corpses with force!