"By the way, I still don't know how you got in. How is the woman you want to save?" Jiang Li recalled the battle scene before he came in, and frowned and asked Liu Feng.
"I killed Qi Shao, but I was also cast under a curse." Liu Feng recalled the excruciating pain he felt just now, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. He subconsciously covered his heart with his right hand.
"Curse? Then you can describe the general feeling to me. Let me think about it. Have I seen it before?" Jiang Li frowned when he heard this. He caught a glimpse of Liu Feng's movements, and he had doubts in his heart.
"It's heartache, a kind of despairing pain. I tried to suppress it with spiritual power, but it didn't work, and it only hurt more." Liu Feng's hand covering his heart tightened as if it was still hurting now.
"That should be consistent with my guess." Jiang Li looked at Liu Feng with a look of sympathy, as if he felt the same way.
"So Uncle Jiang knows about this kind of curse, and is there a way to solve it?" Liu Feng knew as soon as he heard what Jiang Ruo meant that he should have seen this kind of curse.
"This kind of spell has no solution. It will hurt you so much that your heart will be dug out. But it is possible to force him out, but only a handful of people have been able to do it in thousands of years!" Jiang Ru put his hands together.
Behind the back, walking back and forth.
"I want to give it a try. I still have some unfinished business and I can't die yet." Liu Feng lowered his head, thinking of A Ying and feeling worried.
"I only know that I have to find the magic weapon at once and fight poison with poison to force this spell out." Jiang Li saw Liu Feng and understood what he meant.
"Then does Uncle Jiang know how to find the magic weapon?" Liu Feng felt hopeful upon hearing this. He raised his head and waited expectantly for Jiang Ru's next words.
"I also heard that the magic weapon was once sealed in the Arctic Spring, but that place was extremely cold and dangerous all year round. I was lucky enough to go to the Arctic when I was young, but I couldn't stand the biting cold.
, I didn't last long before I came back." Jiang Ru looked regretful and shook his head. He felt that this method was not feasible.
"I want to give it a try." Liu Feng lowered his head, and after a period of silence, he said firmly to Jiang Yan.
"Now that things have happened, I see no other way. Why don't you give it a try." Jiang Yan was moved by Liu Feng's firm look. There was a time when he was so fearless.
"But now there is a difficult problem. I can't suppress the pain caused by the spell." Liu Feng recalled the most difficult problem now.
"I know one way is to destroy your ability. The higher the ability of this kind of spell, the more painful it will be, but I don't know if you are willing to let it go." Jiang Ru's expression of regret also made Liu Feng understand that this is the last thing.
There's a solution.
"For Aying, these are nothing." Aying's smile appeared in front of Liu Feng's eyes, and the corners of Liu Feng's mouth also curved with happiness when he thought of Aying.
"But without the protection of spiritual power, can you persist if you rely only on willpower?" Jiang Ru's tone was also full of worry.
Liu Feng was silent for a long time without saying a word. He didn't know if he could hold on. He also began to doubt himself a little, but he couldn't give up on Aying. Aying was still waiting for him!
"If you feel good about it, then go for it. You still have to have your dream, just in case it comes true!" Jiang Yan saw Liu Feng's thoughts, walked over and patted Liu Feng on the shoulder, with a humorous tone.
The atmosphere breaks.
"Thank you, Uncle Jiang." Liu Feng also smiled, raising a relaxed smile.
Now that the decision has been made, let's do it. Liu Feng withdrew from the world of necklaces, and the familiar pain swept over him.
Liu Feng held back the pain and desperately mobilized all his strength to unite it. "Ah" Liu Feng looked up to the sky and howled angrily, releasing all his strength.
The skill that Liu Feng had practiced hard for a long time roared out of Liu Feng's body like a flooded river. The only thing that made Liu Feng happy was that the heart-wrenching pain disappeared along with his skill.
He curled his lips in relief. Now he was going to find the magic weapon, but he found that he had no inner strength, so how could he go to the North Pole?
Just when Liu Feng was about to cry but had no tears left, he suddenly thought of the black dragon. He might as well use the power of the black dragon.
Liu Feng quickly sat down and tried to feel the power of the black dragon, but things were not as simple as Liu Feng imagined. He could not wake up the black dragon after all his energy was exhausted, but he did not give up and tried again and again.
A little bit, great. He finally sensed the familiar power of the black dragon. Liu Feng was ecstatic. Although he was very weak at this time, he should be able to reach the North Pole.
Liu Feng tried to accumulate the power of the black dragon. As time passed bit by bit, he was finally almost done. Although his eyes were closed tightly, the curve of his mouth still revealed his mood.
The next moment, a chill came over him. Liu Feng shuddered and opened his eyes, "Success, that's great." Looking at the white snow and the endless snowfield, Liu Feng was so happy that he almost jumped.
Got up.
But where is the Arctic spring he is looking for in the white snow! Looking at the vast white snow, Liu Feng's mood plummets, but who is Liu Feng? He has experienced a life and death struggle. This situation can naturally withstand this despair.
.
After Liu Feng naturally thought of A Ying, he rekindled his fighting spirit, hugged his arms and curled up and moved forward. At this time, Liu Feng regretted why he didn't wear thicker clothes before coming back, but at that time he really didn't care in order to save A Ying.
Up.
Liu Feng didn't take a few steps before he felt as if his body was frozen. Every time he moved, he could vaguely hear the "click-click" sound that his bones would make when they moved.
At this time, Liu Feng's vision went dark. Liu Feng plunged into the snow and passed out in the white snowdrift. Soon he was buried under the heavy snow. He could not even find the crooked footprints left by Liu Feng's walking.
Not here anymore.
Looking from a distance, there is a white snow field, and there is no trace of Liu Feng. It is as if this person has disappeared from the world and has never been here.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Feng began to crawl downward little by little under the snow. Since the magic weapon had been sealed for many years, it must be underneath.
After figuring out the truth, Liu Feng kept squirming. When he was tired, he would rest where he was. When he was hungry, he would take a bite of the snow around him. I don't know how many days and nights passed, but Liu Feng couldn't care about it anymore.
Suddenly, he couldn't dig anymore. From the gap, Liu Feng faintly saw a beam of red light. It's here! It's here! Liu Feng's alternative approach also allowed him to cleverly avoid the attack of the formation.
Liu Feng used his hands and feet to dig open a large hole, and saw a long sword hanging in the middle of the formation. The sword made of black iron was sharp and thin, with a faint cold light, and the hilt was made of a golden dragon carving, which looked like