In the evening, the aventurine leaves and returns.
He walked in with a cold face, and the people in the room looked at him in shock.
A little bit of chill permeated Aventurine's body, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.
Jin Chanzi pursed her lips tightly and smiled knowingly for a long time.
Aventurine walked to the edge of the couch, sat down, put the sleepy Qingge on his lap, and hugged him tightly. The coolness on his body made Qingge cold.
He closed his eyes and sat still like an old monk, motionless.
After half a day passed, the chill on his body had almost disappeared. Aventurine stood up and walked out again.
"Donngling, this is..." Yin Liang was puzzled.
"Do you know about ice soul?" Akabane asked.
"Bing soul, the essence of ice."
It needs a spiritual master to refine it. Ordinary cultivators do not dare to touch the ice soul without any protective measures. Once touched, it will easily freeze the veins. Mr. Akabane, what do you mean..."
Yin Liangcha's eyes lit up and he said: "King Dongling is a spiritual master. He uses his spiritual power to absorb the ice soul, causing the body to become cold, and then helps Qing Ge reduce the fever?"
Xing Tumi frowned slightly, "This will have a great impact on his body. Ice soul can be used to fight poison with poison and treat strange poisons. This shows how much harm ice soul can do to the human body. He must be stopped."
"Can you stop it?" Akabane looked at her and asked.
Xing Tumi was stunned and stopped talking.
Aventurine seems to be gentle and calm, but in fact he is so paranoid that it makes people scared, especially when it comes to Ye Qingge. Not to mention harming his body, even if it takes his life, so what?
The door of the house was opened again, and Aventurine walked in with a chill in his body.
He sat on the couch and hugged Qing Ge. This hug lasted for a long time until late at night.
Aventurine's body lost the cold air, but the entire Xuanyueguan ice soul was refined into his body. Aventurine used his spiritual power to rush to the Ice Valley overnight to absorb the ice soul.
His body was colder than the ten-thousand-year-old black ice, but he didn't stop.
Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, Aventurine stood in the middle of the ice valley, and traces of ice soul essence, like ethereal smoke, slowly penetrated into his body.
Aventurine began to shiver, her black hair was covered with white frost, and her thick black eyelashes were stained with snowflakes.
After a long time, he set off back to Xuanyue Pass.
Such a long journey exhausted all the mental energy in Leichao. He walked back and forth in just one day. No one knows what supported his determination and paranoia.
When he appeared at Xuanyue Pass, the cold air was released in all directions with him as the center. The people in Xuanyue Pass felt their spines froze.
The temperature in Xuanyueguan seemed to have dropped a lot. In an instant, it was already the end of winter, and the weeds outside the house were covered with frost. Such a spectacle was unprecedented.
When Aventurine walked into the house, Akabane, Xing Tumi and others all trembled and shuddered. At that moment, they were chilled to the bone.
"Is the cold on my body too strong? Will it hurt her?" Aventurine asked.
"Yes, you can't get close." Akabane looked at the aventurine and said, "Where have you been?"
I don’t know how much ice soul Aventurine has absorbed, at least not so much in Xuanyue Pass.
"Ice Valley." Aventurine said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked, dumbfounded, and dumbfounded.
How did he do the round trip to the Ice Valley in just one day?
Moreover, so much ice soul has been refined in his body that ordinary people can't bear it. Aventurine cod's mental power will also be devoured by the ice soul.
Aventurine sat down not far from Qingge. He was afraid that the cold air on his body would hurt Qingge, and he also hoped that Qingge could quickly reduce the fever.
late at night.
Akabane gave Qingge the refined spirit-gathering pill, then touched Qingge's forehead and said, "It is indeed very effective. Qingge should wake up before tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, Aventurine breathed a sigh of relief.
Inside the house, the candlelight was dim, and everyone was a little tired.
Not blinking for four or five days in a row, my nerves were so tense that even a strong-willed person couldn't hold on.
Aventurine's face and lips were very pale, and his eyes were a little blue. He helped Qingge find a comfortable position like he was protecting a treasure, and then took out a brocade quilt to cover Qingge.
Aventurine's hands trembled slightly.
He has reached his limit.
"Brother Aventurine, do you want to take a rest?" Akabane was worried that the aventurine cod would not be able to bear it.
"I hope she wakes up and sees me first." Aventurine said with a smile.
Akabane sighed.
Others are melancholy.
The evening breeze blew gently and quietly.
Somehow, everyone in the room fell asleep and fell asleep.
The window suddenly opened.
A bloody figure jumped in.
He walked slowly, approached the couch, and sat on the edge of the beauty's couch. He lowered his eyes and looked at Qingge lovingly and softly.
He stretched out his slender, jade-like hands with clear bones and stroked the woman's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips. Finally, he carefully traced the shape of Qingge's lips, which was a rare tenderness.
The man's face was hidden in the dark night, and the candlelight illuminated the other half of his face. He was handsome, evil, and evil.
Ji Yue.
It's Ji Yue.
He was supposed to be fighting in the Demon Realm, but suddenly appeared in the Four-Star Continent.
He raised his hand and put it between his eyebrows.
That wisp of green smoke connected their lives to each other.
He came all the way just to see her and see if she was okay.
Three years later, he ascended to Dabao. If she was not here, what was the use of having this country?
He kept painters in captivity in the Demon Realm and painted all kinds of light songs. However, no matter how good the painter was, no matter how beautiful the people in the painting were, they would not be as realistic as they were at this moment.
We hadn't seen each other for only half a year, but he felt like we were separated by centuries.
When she is not around, his days are like years.
"I miss you." Ji Yue lowered her head and stared at her.
These four simple words convey so much deep feeling.
No one responded to him.
He leaned down and touched the woman's soft lips.
Qingge had been ill for several days and her lips were very dry, but Ji Yue licked her softly and distressedly, as if she knew the taste of the marrow. He pried open Qingge's mouth, and the fragrance spread between her lips and teeth. He was as hot as fire, and he wanted to kill her.
After swallowing the bone marrow, he became dazed, hazy, and sang softly.
Ji Yue bit her gently, then twisted the quilt for her, stood up, and walked out.
He also wants to live forever and never be apart, but he has to become stronger. Three years later, he will give her a warm harbor so that she can have a branch to rely on and no one dares to bully her.
Before leaving, Ji Yue's wrist was grabbed.
Qingge didn't use much force, but Ji Yue didn't dare to move.
He turned around mechanically and looked at Qingge.
Qingge was lying on the beauty's couch, her eyebrows were stained with sadness, her expression was peaceful, and there was no sign of waking up. However, she had a faint look of grievance, held Ji Yue's hand, and told him to stay.
Ji Yue grabbed Qing Ge's finger, put it in her mouth, and kissed the back of her hand.
He put Qingge's hand into the brocade quilt and left without hesitation.
Three years, this is his promise to her.
Three years later, he will make her wear a hundred phoenixes and a phoenix.
And she is destined to be the Demon King's woman, the Demon Queen whose mother is the queen of the world.