Chapter 583

Cold slightly frown: "frozen?"

ZuLong hum voice, see cold a face doubt, seems to be did not understand, then helplessly explained: "he said please ice him under the spring, indefinitely."

"Only ice cover is only a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause?" Cold hesitated.

"Let him decide for himself." ZuLong felt that he was not qualified to decide for the spirit king, so he had to wake him up.

Wake up after Jun Fenghua, the body is still suffused with a touch of blood, that pair of gorgeous eyes as always scarlet, but now a little more short-term reason.

"Elven king, I have told the baby that he can ice you, but have you really decided?" Asked ZuLong.

Jun Fenghua's pale, bloodless lips, slightly raised, "decided, ice me up."

Since the cold cold Qi can suppress the power of blood evil, as long as he is frozen, he will not be afraid to go into the devil again and hurt his own people. It can't be better.

Cold not hot ground opens a mouth: "if the empress comes back, how to explain to her?"

If emperor Fuyao knew that he had frozen the spirit king in the depths of the spirit spring, wouldn't he be furious?

He can't beat this tough woman.

Jun Fenghua couldn't smile: "just say I'm going to shut up. Xiao Fuyao knows that I've lost all my accomplishments since I came to the mainland. She won't doubt it. Besides, she knows that the time limit of our elves' seclusion is longer than that of the Terrans. It can be as short as decades, or as long as hundreds of years. "

"Spirit king, you..."

Suddenly, the meaning of his words changed ZuLong's face.

What he meant by this was that a person would be frozen in the depths of the holy spring forever?

The cold face also became dignified. If he thought it was a way to cure the symptoms but not the root cause just now, what the spirit king said was to freeze him up once and for all.

In this way, the power of blood evil could not attack, and he could not hurt others.

"The power of blood evil has been integrated with me. Sooner or later, it will devour all my senses and make me a senseless and merciless killing puppet. Compared with killing innocent people without emotion, I would rather sleep in the deep of the spring forever. At least, at the moment of sleep, I am still me. "

ZuLong and Han looked at each other, their faces more and more dignified.

"Don't worry, I have nothing to regret. I believe that even if I'm gone, you will protect Xiao Fuyao for yechongyuan, right?" Jun Fenghua's smile became more and more pale. He clenched his hands into a fist. It seemed that he was gritting his teeth to support his last sense. He took out a wrinkled picture from his arms.

"If Xiao Fuyao comes back, give her this painting."

ZuLong's eyes swept the portrait. It was so ugly that people couldn't bear to look directly at it. But Jun didn't dislike it at all. He carried it close to his body every day. It was as rare as a treasure.

He was about to reach for it, but he was interrupted by Han, "is this the emperor's girl you drew?"

Jun Fenghua thin lips tight, did not speak is the default.

Yes.

This portrait was drawn by his heart.

Although he didn't draw the real gorgeous style of Xiao Fuyao, in his eyes, the portrait is his most precious treasure.

When he first came to the mainland of death, he took this picture and looked for Xiao Fuyao everywhere.

Even if he finally found her, he was not willing to throw it.

"Do you think she would not doubt that you entrusted the portrait to the emperor's daughter?" Cold hit the nail on the head and said, "forget it, you'd better keep this painting close to your body. After all, as soon as the ice sealing technique is applied, the only one who will accompany you in the depths of the holy spring is her portrait."

Jun Fenghua's eyes turned red in an instant. Maybe he thought that he would never see Xiao Fuyao again. He felt uncomfortable in his heart.

After a while, he took a deep breath, took the portrait back, carefully put it into his chest, and then he said with a smile, "I'm ready."

Han is right. After that, he will sleep in the deep of Lingquan, frozen forever. This is the only portrait that can accompany him.

ZuLong immediately cast a spell, even people with a golden net will Jun Fenghua to the mountain after the spring.

Lingquan is not a big or small pool. It's about 10 meters wide, but it's not deep. Even ZuLong doesn't know how deep it is.

Jun Fenghua step by step went to the pool, looked down, smile satisfied and distressing.

"Well, it's very deep. I'm hiding here. Little Fu Yao will never find it. "

ZuLong felt dull in his heart. Since the war, he thought he had seen through life and death.

But I didn't expect that when he was found in front of him again, he didn't get used to it and didn't see through it. His heart would still be the same.

Elven king may be his only old friend in this world.

Now, he can't save him, and he has to watch him frozen here.

Seriously, he didn't have the heart.

Jun Fenghua was dressed in a flaming red robe. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, just like when he first saw him, he was arrogant and evil, and his red clothes were flaming.How can he give up his hard won freedom and sleep in the endless seal?

Yes, in order not to be possessed, in order to let the emperor girl rest assured.

Everything, can give up.

ZuLong looked at his handsome and pale face, feeling unspeakable pain in his heart, as if he was an executioner, as solemn and stirring as sending his old friend to death.

Jun Fenghua was standing on the edge of the pool. His shaky posture was full of strange blood. He turned his head, raised his lips, and showed a gorgeous pale smile. "Don't tell Xiao Fuyao that I'm hiding here! It's a secret to you and me. "

With that, he jumped into the pool without hesitation.

He passed by in a flash and fell into the spirit spring.

Han looked at the master's face, sighed slightly, and then tied his hands together to release the cold air.

The powerful ice cold air immediately follows you and freezes from the bottom.

He was lying at the bottom of the spirit spring, and the freezing air quickly condensed towards his body.

Jun Fenghua kept his posture motionless, and his eyes slowly closed like stars.

Soon, the ice blue air began to pass his feet, his long legs, his body, his hands, his neck, his face, his eyebrows

Until the ice gas spreads to the pool surface.

ZuLong finally couldn't see it any more. He looked up at the sky and roared.

From Jiuyou mountains, the earthshaking dragon song is deep and long, with an old sadness.

Hearing this, all the animals were moved and began to kneel down to the Jiuyou mountains. When they got up, they found that their eyes were strangely wet, and the lower cultivated Warcraft had tears in their eyes.

In particular, the orcs near the Jiuyou mountains can't bear the long roar brought by ZuLong at all, and all the animals are weeping on the ground.

After ZuLong roared, he left with red eyes, leaving Han standing beside Lingquan alone.

The sky is dim unconsciously. The Jiuyou mountains, which haven't snowed for hundreds of years, are surprisingly covered with snowflakes.