Standing at the entrance of the cave, Qin Yi immediately felt a unique demonic power, which was limiting the raging energy inside. As a result, the ice in the cave could not be penetrated, and there were two worlds inside and outside the cave.
After stepping through an invisible barrier, a bone-chilling chill hit me, and the scene in front of me turned into an icy blue world.
The cold wind blew wildly, and there was hard ice everywhere. A vast expanse was covered with snow. At the end of the vision, there were several trees that looked like ice sculptures. The branches seemed to be intertwined with ice edges, and they were condensed with fruits like ice balls.
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Just by looking at him like this, Qin Yi felt that his blood was about to freeze. He subconsciously hugged his shoulders and his teeth trembled a little.
"It's so... so cold."
In terms of magic power, he is at the third level of Fengchu, but Qin Yi is still a warrior. He has practiced innate cultivation and trained his flesh! With this kind of cultivation, even in the coldest month of winter, standing naked outside the house will not feel the slightest chill, but standing here does not
It's as cold as an ordinary person without spiritual practice.
The strong wind roared past, as if a sharp knife were scraping his face. Qin Yi subconsciously squinted his eyes and took half a step back, only to find that the sleeves of his green shirt were torn.
It was not scratched by the wind blade, but cracked by the frost. Then when the wind blew it, it was blown off like ashes and turned into ashes.
"Taoist Lin Feng's soul-freezing technique..." Liusu sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that after so long, it could still have such power."
Qin Yi couldn't even make a sound. He could only use all his strength to protect his body. His mind asked: "Is there any way... to make me relax? I can't even take a step..."
"I will teach you a wind avoidance technique that can deflect the damage of the wind. In addition, this residual power is already uneven. Some positions are extra strong, and some positions are slightly weaker... You can go to the Wuwan position first and try it.
pressure."
Qin Yi concentrated on using the technique, and as expected, the bone-crushing cold wind passed along his body. There was no bone-crushing feeling like before, but even if it passed by like this, his arm was already blown out.
A long trail of blood.
He couldn't even feel the pain under the ice, so he gathered his strength and stepped diagonally towards the "Wuwang" position on the right front.
The cold was slightly lighter, and the pressure suddenly decreased. Qin Yi knelt down half-kneeling hard, leaning on the mace and panting.
In just a short while, his clothes were torn everywhere, and there were several blood stains on his hands and legs.
Liusu said coldly: "Do you want to continue?"
Qin Yi looked up and saw that the cave was actually not big, and the few ice trees growing in the middle were not far away. They were probably less than two or three hundred meters away. If it was easily accessible outside, it would be difficult to even take a step here.
, this area is only half a mile, but it seems like a natural chasm.
"It's only half a mile." Qin Yi said with difficulty: "Of course we have to push through."
Liusu still said coldly: "You hide at home for a month and don't go out. What do you call yourself, oh, a dead otaku. How can you pretend to be a hero when you are a dead otaku?"
Qin Yi looked at the ice tree half a mile away in silence: "There are no enemies here, but the environment is difficult. If we retreat now, I have no shame in going back."
Liusu suddenly said: "So do you love Li Qingjun to death, or do you feel that you can't let go of your face?"
Qin Yi was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this question for a moment. After a while, he said: "This is a man's promise. Qingjun is waiting."
"Ha, man." Liusu smiled and said slowly: "Old... I want to see how long you can maintain your masculinity for such a nerd. Listen to my instructions. The next step is the 'bigger' position.
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As a man who has studied formations for so long, he is very familiar with the sixty-four hexagram directions. Qin Yi cheered up and quickly stepped forward to the left.
As soon as he took a step, his feet gave out and he almost fell over.
Even though it was already the "weak spot" pointed out by Liusu, the bone-chilling chill became more and more unbearable the longer it lasted. His blood was about to solidify, his muscles lost all feeling, and it was difficult to even take a single step.
The arm cracked again, and as soon as the blood flowed out, it turned into ice.
"Next step, the 'trapped' position."
Qin Yi rushed forward, but finally lost his footing and fell to the ground.
Liusu looked at him quietly and said nothing for a while.
In the White Palace, Cheng Huang was reclining on a fragrant couch, holding a mirror in his hand, which reflected Qin Yi's embarrassed figure.
The green shirt had turned into white, and was as cold as rags hanging on the body. Stiff blood stains had condensed on it, creating a green and red intertwined color in the ice and snow.
Qin Yi in the mirror took a step to the left and fell again.
The fall was a bit heavy, and he couldn't get up for a long time. After a long while, tremblingly, he took a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, adjusting his breath for a while.
Cheng Huang's fox face slowly disappeared and turned into Cheng Cheng. She bit her lower lip unconsciously and looked at Qin Yi's appearance in the mirror, her eyes unfocused.
"man……"
The light of the sacrificial fire glowed around Qin Yi, and then quickly extinguished, as if in vain. But taking advantage of this, he took another big step forward. Just when he was somewhat satisfied with his response, Liusu's voice sighed faintly: "
Your hands are rotten."
Qin Yi was stunned and looked down at his left arm. It had been frozen to death, the skin had fallen off, and the muscles and bones were visible.
Even if he is too cold to feel anything, he can still feel a heart-piercing pain that penetrates into his bones.
He let out a "poof", pulled off the torn strips of clothes, bandaged them casually, and continued to move forward.
This kind of frostbite would probably make a normal person's hand useless, but for an alchemist, it can still be cured.
The ice tree is right in front of us, how can we give up?
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Nanli.
Li Qingjun put on his military uniform, rode his horse, raised his gun, and led the crowd into the military formation.
The elixir Qin Yi made for her before leaving had already helped her break through the innate realm.
A cold light flashed, and the opponent's general fell off his horse.
Thousands of troops and horses swept past, shouting for death, and blood seeped into the ground, turning the frost and snow on the ground into red.
Li Qingjun reined in his horse and looked away.
It's late winter.
This was a rebellion by the remnants of Donghuazi. From discovering the clues to organizing the counter-rebellion, she was in charge from the beginning to the end.
Li Qingjun knew that this cold winter in the Western Wilderness was not suitable for a large-scale expedition, and the duel between the two countries would most likely be in the beginning of spring. If there were rebels stabbing people in the back at that time, everything would be over.
Fortunately, he was discovered in time, and Li Qingjun mobilized the Imperial Army and the horse-mounted camp to eliminate this trouble with lightning speed.
The heavy responsibility of the family and the country made an innocent girl who could only dream grow up like crazy. Looking back on the past, Li Qingjun didn't even know what she was living for before.
It has been more than a month since Qin Yi left. Li Qingjun sometimes wonders if Qin Yi will not recognize him if he comes back.
Or he might think of himself as the female version of Li Qinglin.
Li Qinglin even gave her the jade pendant, which was shining with colorful soft light around her waist.
The soldiers looked at her now as they looked at Li Qinglin back then.
There is almost no difference…
The only difference is that she doesn't need to face a Donghuazi.
After leading the crowd in triumph, Li Qingjun gave the task of finishing the work to his lieutenant, returned to Qin Yi's mansion, and entered the courtyard where Qin Yi used to live, somewhat exhausted.
The armor was still on, and there was still blood. But her eyes had changed from serious to gentle, and she caressed the wine gourd that Qin Yi had used, not knowing what she was thinking.
Ming He's voice came from behind: "I heard that your brother has not been in court for seven days, during this period of rebellion."
Li Qingjun didn't look back: "You also care about these 'mundane things'?"
The word "common things" was emphasized very strongly, and the irony was obvious. Minghe seemed not to hear it, and said calmly: "Some people are guessing when you will usurp the throne and become independent."
"Why should I usurp the throne?" Li Qingjun finally turned around: "I want to wait for Qin Yi to come back."
Minghe said slowly: "If Qin Yi leaves and never comes back, then Li Qinglin will no longer be able to count on him. Don't you want to support Nanli yourself?"
Li Qingjun said flatly: "He will come back, I believe it."