Wolf King's favorite concubine

Chapter 64 Li Ge wakes up (1)
Knowing that his own prince was taking advantage of others just now, this time I don't know if King Qingyi will stand by and watch. Now, no matter whether it is useful or not, it is only a trial. Thinking of this, Qin Dong clasped his fists and said respectfully to Lingmo: " The reason why my prince came to Lihun Mountain was to help King Qingyi, and I asked King Qingyi to help him."

Answering his whirring north wind, Lingmo certainly wouldn't answer his question, but Dongfangji, who had been gloating all this time, had something to say. Dongfangji put his arms around his chest and said, "Are you sure your crown prince?" Did you come here because you want to help our lord? No one knows his dirty thoughts, hmph, our princess is already married to the lord, even if your prince destroys you, don't even think about getting a look from our wangfei."

Dongfangji's words made Qin Dong and Qin Xi look at each other, can they say no?As the prince's closest bodyguards, even if they don't fully understand what the prince is thinking, at least they can understand a little. With a lot of free time, the prince would not pay too much attention to King Qingyi's every move, but since Chaofeng returned from his journey, the first thing the prince ordered was to report to him the movements of King Qingyi as soon as possible. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that what the prince wanted to know was not the movements of King Qingyi, but the recent situation of Princess Qingyi.

The war of words here did not affect Ling Mo, he just stared quietly at the smoky ice lake, ordinarily, the ice soul is in the ice lake, so the ice lake should be the coldest place, but, Ling Mo found the mist rising from the ice lake, but the ice lake that should have been frozen was sparkling, clear and transparent. In the center of the ice lake grew a grass that was no different from other places. But it is bigger and tender than ordinary grass, it only has two thick leaves, and its juice can absorb the poison of the soul.

Seeing Qin Lie whose body was covered with more and more ice and snow, Ling Mo understood why no one could get the Soul-Living Grass. It was not guarded by divine beasts, but a grass cultivated by ice souls. Even Qin Lie couldn't get close to it. By the lake, how could other people touch it? Turning his head and glanced around, there were many human-shaped icicles standing on the outer circle of the frozen lake. They were all people who had been frozen into ice sculptures before they got close to the frozen lake.

Ling Mo held Li Ge in his arms, and while sending true energy to Li Ge, he walked towards Qin Lie.

Lingmo's actions startled everyone, and when they realized it, they wanted to follow. Lingmo didn't look back, but ordered coldly: "Everyone back off."

Among these few people, Dongfang Ji's martial arts were slightly lower, Ling Mo knew without looking that he was about to lose his strength, even if these few people followed up, it would be useless.

They had to obey the prince's order. Dongfang and the others had to stop and looked anxiously at the steady progress of the prince. They all knew that the prince could give everything for the princess, and they also believed that the princess could also give everything for the prince. Therefore, In order for the prince to protect himself, Dongfang and Chao Lingmo shouted: "My lord, this subordinate knows that the first thing the princess wants to see when she wakes up is the lord, so please take care of me."

Dongfangji's words made Lingmo's feet pause. He looked down at Li Ge who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, tenderness flashed across his eyes, and Lingmo murmured: "I said, no one will ever want to separate you and me."

After the words fell, he strode towards the ice lake.

The more he walked into the icy lake, the more Lingmo felt the bone-piercing cold attacking him violently. Even though he had adapted to various stimuli a long time ago, this coldness that seemed to be able to invade the depths of his soul still made him unable to hold back. There was a chill.

Lingmo hugged the person in his arms tighter, until he felt Li Ge's warm body, then he weakened the input of true energy from his hands.

Dongfang Ji and the others who retreated saw their lord walking towards the ice lake step by step. With every step, the lord's body was covered with more ice and snow. When he stood with Qin Lie, his body was completely covered by ice and snow. However, what shocked them was that the princess in the arms of the prince did not feel the slightest chill, and her jet-black coat was particularly eye-catching in this pure white world.

Everyone in the back was puzzled, and Lingmo was also puzzled. The true energy he conveyed by himself knew that if he was fighting against the ice soul, he could not compete with it with only his martial arts, just like Qin Lie who was next to him covered in ice and snow. Qin Lie's advantage is much greater than that of himself who has been injured at this moment, even so, Qin Lie can't resist the bone-piercing chill.

Then why the little thing's body is really warm, there is not even a trace of chill on the clothes, when he lowered his head, Lingmo unintentionally brushed the blood warm jade on Li Ge's neck, so it is it?

Or could it be said that Qin Lie simply knew the effect of the blood warm jade?Thinking of this, Ling Mo looked up at Qin Lie who was about to stiffen, at this moment Qin Lie suddenly turned his head, blinked off the snowflakes on his eyelids, smiled brightly, and said: "It seems that today you and I have to work together. "

Lingmo understood what Qin Lie meant, if the two of them used their kung fu independently, they could barely resist the cold entering their bodies, let alone go to the center of the ice lake to pick the grass.

There was a flash of confusion in Lingmo's eyes, and he asked, "You know the effect of blood warm jade."

This sentence is not a question, but an affirmation.

Being guessed right, Qin Lie didn't feel any guilt or embarrassment, he generously admitted: "Of course, otherwise, this hall wouldn't have the heart to poison your princess."

"The King of Accounts will definitely ask you to pay back." There was no regret or resentment in Ling Mo's words, just a plain narration.

"We'll wait and see." Qin Lie also raised his eyebrows. At the same time, his hands behind his back began to tighten slowly, and his internal force gradually dissipated. After a while, the ice and snow on Qin Lie's body slowly melted, and even the ice scum on his eyelids turned into water droplets , flowing down the cheek, if an unknown person sees this, he will definitely be captured by Qin Lie's coquettish and weak appearance with his eyes slightly closed at the moment.

The moment Qin Lie's red robe melted from the snow, the robe was dry at the same time. The brocade robe fluttered in the air with the wind. His smooth blood-red long hair was as arrogant as him, and the same blood-red eyes seemed angry. Feinu, half-annoyed and half-annoyed staring at the Lishun grass on the ice lake, all of these outlined a gorgeous scene in the air, standing still in the ice and snow at this moment, not like an elf in the snow, but like an elf in the snow. The fire goblin, who was fighting against the wind and snow, still made people feel deeply trapped.

Standing side by side with Qin Lie, Lingmo was equally arrogant and contemptuous of everything. Even Lingmo, who was cold as a snow lotus, had to admit Qin Lie's demeanor.

He is indeed the only person in Tianhe Continent who can compete with him. In terms of martial arts, they are equal, in terms of tactics, they are evenly matched, and in terms of looks and talents, they have their own strengths.

How can such a person be at ease.

What Ling Mo didn't know was that he was in the "landscape" of Qin Lie, but he didn't know that he had also become the "landscape" in the eyes of others.

But seeing Lingmo's usual black brocade robe, with large blood-red manjusawa flowers embroidered on the cuffs and hem, it is the color of death, but Lingmo wears a kind of gleaming elegance, fair face, jet black The brocade robe, the blood-red manjusawa, the colors of completely different feelings blend just right on his body, making people feel cold and full of taboos, even if he dies at his hands, he is willing to die.

(End of this chapter)