Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 367 Blue Man

Silent, it seems as if it is a cold body.

However, after the man opened his eyes, the figure slowly got up from the ice bed.

The godless blue dragonfly seems to be drawn by what.

Turn around and look in the direction of the stone door that the cloud dance opened.

In the direction that the blue dragon looked, the smell of ice and cold, like a few moments in the moment, the small icicles on the ground brushed out.

The edge is sparkling and the wind is chilling.

If ordinary people see this scene, they will be shocked.

however.

Still in the cloud dance outside the Shimen, naturally I don’t know the other side of the ice sculpture.

When the chill of the hail came over, he couldn't help but shudder and rub his arm.

"It's so cold! What is this hail used for?"

After a sigh, the clouds danced slowly but slowly walked inside.

No matter what, it can be so expensive that a group of Warcraft guards, the sixth-order Warcraft goalkeeper, will never be an ordinary hail.

Since it is here, Yun Dance is not going to return empty-handed.

Even if it is an ordinary ice sculpture, she will be ruined.

At least, let the national division have some losses, and then she will not sneak into the tiger's hole for a night.

However, when walking into the hail, the cloud dance did not close the stone gate.

It’s so cold, it’s estimated that it will be frozen into ice sculptures.

Just in the cloud dance just walked in.

"boom!"

Didn't touch any switch at all, the stone door was automatically closed.

That speed is fast, even the cloud dance did not react.

This sudden situation scared the cloud dance.

Almost at the same time, the fire element leaped in the hand, illuminating the entire white chilling hail.

Under this circumstance, Yun Yun’s heart is inexplicably cold.

One hand clasped the ancient Wu knife, one hand fire element jumped, the purple enamel only sweeps around, the fundus is full of vigilance.

Always feeling that something is wrong!

Because this hail seems to be too cold.

She has the elements of fire in the body, and she feels cold and feels sore and bloody.

That feeling.

Inexplicably, it was the same as the boy who was in the early days.

Cloud dance can't help but shudder.

Is that the boy here?

The idea just passed over in my mind, and the bottom of the cloud dance suddenly sank, and my eyes were more vigilant.

Can be surrounded by a piece of silence.

There was no one's breath and there was no movement.

Only the icy white air spread, with the carved ice sculpture.

I saw that under her fire elemental fire, the ice sculptures around it are crystal clear and beautiful.

The cloud dance is also slowly going into it, and it is also roughly clear.

This hail, about five or six hundred square meters, is very spacious, and the ice in the hail is carved like a castle.

Out of the castle, there is a small pavilion.

Table, chair...

One piece is an unusually beautiful engraver, inexplicably giving people a feeling of being inhabited.

live?

Someone lives here?

Originally, the cloud dance was just a suspicious doubt.

But at this moment, a small footstep suddenly came from the depths of the hail.

The bottom of the cloud dance was cold.

Really someone?

After a while, I saw a figure faintly, as if from the cold white mist, slowly from the depths of the ice sculpture.

That step is very slow.

Every step, but it seems to be heard, the rustling of the icicles.

And that coldness seems to be coming close to the figure.

cold!

Especially cold.

Almost at that moment, the mascara on the lashes of the cloud dance had frozen hoarfrost, and the lips and teeth were cold and trembled.

damn it.

Who is that?

The feeling of crisis in the bottom of the cloud dance rises in the instantaneous expansion.

At that moment, I really wanted to turn around and retreat.

But I found out.

I don't know when, under her feet, she was frozen together from the ground ice, and she was born with roots.

Except for the ancient sword in his hand, the fire element on his left hand, although not extinguished, was wrapped in a layer of ice.

what happened?

however!

Just as the face of the cloud dance sinks, ready to stir up the dark fire of the ancient sword.

The figure that came along finally came out of the cold.

The pair of blue-blue godless scorpions meet the vision of cloud dance.

At that moment, Yun Wu felt that the body was shocked, and the whole person’s mind seemed to be attracted to the past by the pair of blue scorpions.

Blue, not the blue of the sky.

It is the kind of glacier current that goes deep into the sea.

Extremely cold.

Let her feel that the soul is frozen.

"Who are you?" The low voice came coldly.

But in that voice, the cloud dance that was frozen like it suddenly swayed.

"Who are you?" The cloud dance was almost reconsidered with his question.

I saw that it was a young man in his early twenties.

Wearing a light blue shirt, blue and white hair, the skin is white and white, and the facial features are more beautiful than women.

A beautiful ice man.

I don't know why, I saw his first sight.

It makes people feel that this man always feels like an ice sculpture, not a person!

From him, there is no feeling of popularity at all.

Instead, the coldness of the ice is full.

The man was hearing the question of the cloud dance, the blue-eyed godless, seemed to flash a slight fluctuation.

After a long while, he was approaching the clouds again.

And this closeness, the cloud dance almost changed his face, and his body was so cold that he shuddered and his lips were frozen into purple.

damn it!

It turned out that the coldness of this place was actually emanating from him.

What a **** he is!

The man stopped at two steps away from the cloud dance.

The godless blue dragonfly, staring straight at the cloud dance: "You are the first person to ask me after I woke up, who is the human!"

I saw it, just at the moment he spoke.

The cloud dance has already felt that under the frozen feet under the feet, the ice brush brushed up and almost frozen to the position of her calf.

The body also began to form a thin layer of ice.

The blood is also frozen.

It’s so cold, it’s really cold.

But his words, but also let the cloud dance understand.

It turned out that this man in front of him is not human at all.

Before you are completely frozen into ice sculptures.

The cloud dance is almost instinctive, and it will bring out some of the "fire of the source" that is not easy to move.

At the moment when the fire of the source came out, the cloud dance body felt a burning pain.

Can be the ice of the body, when the fire of the source is encountered.

"Hey!" The subtle sound of the ice rupture.

The frozen blood of the ice is also beginning to be warmed back!

The ice layer on the body begins to melt...

However, just in the cloud dance, the source of the fire, began to melt the ice cold...