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In the past, when he saw these words, he only felt that it was a suicidal move. Only now did he realize that if he didn't experience it personally, he wouldn't have been able to understand the taste.

Qin Huo's eyes moved, and looked at her, finding it hard to speak.

He was very clear about the current situation. He knew that life was not long ago, and it would not be strange for her to suddenly go.

There were countless people who respected him for his fear of others, but his superiority was unparalleled. There had never been anyone who treated him with sincerity, without even thinking about the gains and losses.

Qingning suddenly felt that there were too many things that were difficult to put into words in his eyes, and with a twitch of his finger, he continued to write on the snow surface, "You're the fool!"

You damned Ao Jiao!

The last word flew like the wind, and she pulled her hand back under her cloak.

Gritting her teeth, it was so painful!

Qin Huo looked and suddenly turned his head, he did not know where to look, and did not know how to react.

When she looked back, her eyes were sparkling and her lips were slightly raised. The helpless smile brought with it a bit of the warmth of a new cloud breaking through the sun. Even her face was cold and her face became incomparably lively for a moment.

When Qingning looked into his eyes, the two of them had never let their guard down before.

In this moment, it was as though thousands of miles had been covered by mountains and rivers; freedom was priceless.

It couldn't compare to the beauty of the eyes and lips of the person in front of him.

However, there was not a single inch of her complexion that was completely undamaged within those black eyes of hers. After a while, Qingning lowered his head, and suppressed the churning feeling in his heart.

He turned around and hugged his waist from behind. A burst of coldness entered his arms, as if he was sleeping on ice for warmth.

She was frozen to the point that she couldn't help but shiver. Qin Huo's body also shook violently, after a moment, he gradually relaxed, his two bodies were covered with scars and wounds, and a large portion of the mink fur cape was pulled out from nowhere to cover his body. He tried to pass the remaining warmth on to his body.

One after another, she managed to survive. She no longer had the strength to lift a single finger.

The head rested on his shoulder, and the butterfly wings of her eyelashes were dyed with a layer of frost. They gradually began to close, and the sound of the wind and snow whistling past her ears gradually faded away, leaving her and his heartbeat exceptionally clear at this moment.

It was unknown how long this had been going on, even the blood in his body seemed to have solidified. The only thing left was a scorching sensation on his back.

"Lu …"

Qin Huo called out to her gently, but the person behind her did not respond.

His face suddenly froze, and his eyes seemed to be filled with countless torrents of wind and rain.

He stretched out his hands that were frozen and unable to move. He carefully and gently turned the person behind him into his arms. His wrist was still warm and his chest was slightly rising and falling.

Unconsciously, a giant boulder fell from his heart. Suddenly, he saw her body covered in pain, and her face was pale. For a moment, her eyes were gloomy.

His ten fingers clenched into a fist as the veins on his hand bulged. At this moment, even the boundless snow around him was forced back by the cold stream of air emitting from his body, flying around him for dozens of feet.

All the changes happened in the silence, yet the person in his embrace humphed in a low, uneasy voice. He suddenly changed his position, but his arms stubbornly hugged his waist.

Qin Huo's expression suddenly became a little warmer, and her finger that was like ice jade gently brushed away the mottled blood on her face.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were in a gloomy state. Only the white of the Vast Expanse could be seen covering a thousand li of the glacier.

His entire body shone with a silvery white brilliance as he bent his head slightly to place his cool and thin lips on that person's forehead. Even the mark of a peach blossom was mottled on his right forehead …

On the Snowflake Palace, three days and three nights later, the sound of explosions and wails could be heard incessantly.

After Qingning woke up, he struggled to climb the ice mountain with Qin Huo.

A cold Qi attacked the body of the glacier, almost the same color as the snow. A sickly body covered in wounds forced itself to break out into a cold sweat every step of the way.

At this moment, however, there was no ill feelings between them. They supported each other, and their eyes were only filled with mutual affection.

Even though every step required a very long time to complete, even if their faces were covered in frost, the cold would be driven away if they relied on each other.

They were finally close to the peak of the ice seal, and the two of them looked at each other at the same time.

Qin Huo pursed her lips in a slightly pale manner, as her gaze landed on the icy blue top that was almost transparent.

There was a hint of happiness in his voice, "Maybe after the ice mountain, you trust me that much?"

He had said from the start that no one could guarantee that he would find the exit in one go. However, no matter what he did, it would be better to have a chance at survival than to wait for his life to come to an end in the snowy mountains and glaciers.

Qingning looked at him for a long time before nodding.

It meant she had to die from exhaustion on top of a mountain and close her eyes to see the endless scenery. If she didn't try at all, it wouldn't be her style at all to completely give up on her chance to live.

Moreover, it was unknown when she had begun to trust Qin Huo so much.

Perhaps in the Illusory Realm of the Ten Thousand Snakes, when one was on the brink of death, it was easier to open one's heart.

However, when the two reached the peak of the mountain, they saw that each mountain peak was tall and small.

Qin Huo suddenly embraced her, causing her legs to stop halfway, and follow his gaze.

Seated opposite of each other were Feng Wuxue and Shui Mingyu, who refused to give in. Both of their faces were like frost, and their bodies were practically covered by flying snow. Only their eyes that looked at each other with enmity could still be considered alive.

Due to her physical and mental exhaustion, she was not able to discover that something was wrong with the ice mountain at the first possible moment.

Even in such a situation, the two of them still had their fingers on their fingers, ready to kill each other at any moment.

"Senior Sister, if you think of this Snowflake Palace, you still have to ask me if you agree or not!"

Feng Wuxue sneered, and did not place her in his hands at all, "You think you can stop me with your ghastly appearance! They are overestimating themselves! "

Shui Mingyu's eyes darkened, and used a move to point at his sore spot, "So what if you've left here? Senior brother has already ascended, the Sect Leader will definitely make you turn into ashes this time!"

"Ascending Dao-Path?" "Impossible!"

Feng Wuxue's face became extremely ugly, the flames around his body trembled, and the ice and snow around his body cracked apart.

Her eyes were completely red as she approached the frozen Shui Mingyu, one step at a time. She reached out her hand to pinch the person in front of her, and her expression was ferocious: "You slut, you have always inverted black and white the most. Do you think that just because I say it I will believe you?"

After three days and three nights of dueling, their Discipline Spells had exhausted all of their stamina. At such a stage, such simple and crude movements were actually the most effective.

Shui Mingyu tightly gripped onto her wrist. The two of them balanced each other, but were unable to weaken the force that was clamping onto her neck.

As her breathing became fainter, she stopped struggling and revealed a pitiful smile.

The latter frowned, and her hand paused as she angrily asked: "Shui Mingyu, what are you laughing about?"

In just that moment of time, Shui Mingyu had directly struck the flame mark on Feng Wuxue's forehead. The latter reacted extremely quickly, but was unable to avoid being struck, and quickly withdrew her hand that was pinching her neck. The two of them knew very well that the other party's next move was as though it was the next move.

The two of them took a few steps back at the same time and sat down cross-legged. Their eyes were closed as they pinched their fingers, and a faint halo of luck surrounded them.

The instant the ice walls on both sides fell, Qingning and Qin Huo had nowhere to run to, and flew into their line of sight.

However, the two who were busy healing were noticed someone suddenly appear. They saw that behind another part of the broken ice wall, Fu Liu and Bing Ling Er who were flying out.

Falling into the ice cliff, even if it was an illusion, was obviously not an easy thing to endure.

Fu Liu was also covered in blood, with half of his silver white mask covering his face. The only difference was that the blood at the corner of his mouth was still there, and his clothes were tattered, he did not look any better than them.

It was a pity that even Zi Jinglei, who was so close to him, was unable to fake the death of this cunning doctor, and actually allowed him to climb up from the three thousand meters deep ice cliff.

A flash of surprise appeared in the man's eyes, followed by a sense of danger and killing intent.

Qingning looked at the person who came in with extreme vigilance. The latter, whose face had always been pale and weak, half-supported Qin Huo, yet now, he seemed to easily wrap his arms around her waist all of a sudden.

Facing the blizzard, Feng Shen took a step forward and said: "What a coincidence …"

Just as he finished speaking, the paper-cold Ling Er immediately stood in front of Fu Liu, blocking his attack. Her pure white clothes were dyed red by the blood as she spoke to Qingning with eyes full of resentment, "We already said that we won't kill you, why did you still kill us?!"

Qingning's phoenix eyes were cold and fierce, her lips couldn't help but curl into a cold smile.

This little girl's logic, her entire body was full of wounds, and she was hoarse and lame. Could it be that even if they didn't kill her with just empty words, they would be able to cancel her out?

"You still need a reason to kill someone?"

Qin Huo swept his sleeve, brushed aside the ice Ling Er who was in front of him and flew out several meters.

Cold energy gathered in the center of his palm, the snow and ice in the surrounding area converged together and headed straight for Fu Liu's face.

As soon as he flipped his palms, blood oozed out from the corner of his lips. With difficulty, he turned over, and quickly flipped over the layers of ice and snow, and every time the ice and snow was an inch away from him, the cold current would directly flow into the three feet area around him.

He turned to Ling Er, "This has nothing to do with you, you go first!"

The deeper color of his blood stained his entire body, causing his eyes to squint dangerously on the snowy white ground.

After a moment, he looked at that person's black clothes that were as black as ink and said with exceptional certainty, "Qin Huo, if I lose my life here today, you will not be able to survive either!"