Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 86 A man’s promise

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Qin Yi immediately felt the unique demonic power, which was restraining some kind of energy from raging inside. As a result, the ice inside the cave cannot penetrate, and there are two worlds inside and outside the cave.

After stepping through an invisible barrier, a bone-chilling chill hit me, and the scene in front of me turned into an icy blue world.

The cold wind blew wildly, and there was hard ice everywhere. The vast expanse was covered with snow. At the end of the vision, there were several trees like ice sculptures. The branches seemed to be intertwined with ice edges, and they were condensed with fruits like ice balls. .

Just by looking at him like this, Qin Yi felt that his blood was about to freeze. He subconsciously hugged his shoulders and his teeth trembled a little.

"It's so... so cold."

In terms of magic power, he is at the third level of Fengchu, but Qin Yi is still a Martial Artist. Innate practice has made him a master of physical training! With this kind of practice, even in the dead of winter, standing naked outside the house will not feel the slightest bit cold, but standing here is as cold as an ordinary person who has not practiced practice.

The strong wind roared past, like a sharp knife being scraped on the face. Qin Yi subconsciously squinted his eyes and took half a step back, only to find that the sleeves of his green shirt were torn.

It was not scratched by the wind blade, but cracked by the frost. Then it was blown away by the wind, and was blown away like ashes, turning into ashes.

"Han Feng Daoist's soul-freezing art..." Liu Su sighed softly: "I didn't expect that after so long, it could still have such power."

Qin Yi couldn't even make a sound. He could only use all his strength to protect his body. His mind asked: "Is there any way... to make me relax? I can't even take a step..."

"I will teach you a wind avoidance technique that can deflect the damage of this wind. In addition, this residual power is already uneven. Some positions are extra strong, and some positions are slightly weaker... You go to the Wuwan position first and try it. pressure."

Qin Yi concentrated on using the magic formula. Sure enough, the bone-crushing cold wind passed along the body surface. There was no feeling of abrasion and bone-crushing like before, but even if it passed by like this, his arm was already blown out. A long trail of blood.

He couldn't even feel the pain under the ice, so he gathered his strength and stepped diagonally towards the "Wuwang" position on the right front.

The cold is slightly lighter and the pressure drops sharply. Qin Yi knelt down half-kneeling hard, leaning on the mace and panting.

In just a short while, his clothes were torn everywhere, and there were several blood stains on his hands and legs.

Liu Su said coldly: "Do you want to continue?"

Qin Yi looked up and saw that the cave was actually not big, and the ice trees growing in the middle were not far away, probably less than two or three hundred meters apart. If it is easily accessible outside, it is difficult to even take a step here. This mere half mile is like a natural chasm.

"It's only half a mile." Qin Yi said with difficulty, "Of course we have to push through."

Liu Su still said coldly: "You hide at home for a month and don't go out. What do you call yourself, oh, a dead otaku. How can you pretend to be a hero when you are a dead otaku?"

Qin Yi looked at the ice tree half a mile away in silence: "There are no enemies here, but the environment is difficult. If we retreat now, I have no shame in going back."

Liu Su suddenly said: "So do you love Li Qingjun to death, or do you feel that you can't let go of face?"

Qin Yi was startled and didn't know how to answer this question for a moment. After a while, he said: "This is a man's promise. Qingjun is waiting."

"Ha, man." Liu Su smiled and said slowly: "Old... I want to see how long you can maintain your masculinity for such a nerd. Listen to my instructions. Next step, 'bigger' Bit."

As a man who has studied formations for so long, he is very familiar with the sixty-four hexagram directions. Qin Yi cheered up and quickly stepped forward to the left.

As soon as he took a step, his feet gave out and he almost fell over.

Even though it was already the "weak spot" according to Liu Su's instructions, the bone-chilling chill became more and more unbearable the longer it lasted. His blood was about to solidify, his muscles were numb, and it was difficult to even take a single step.

The arm cracked again, and as soon as the blood flowed out, it turned into ice.

"Next step, the 'trapped' bit."

Qin Yi rushed forward, but finally lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Liu Su looked at him quietly and said nothing for a while.

In the White Palace, Cheng Huang reclined on the incense couch, holding a mirror in his hand, which reflected Qin Yi's embarrassed figure.

The green shirt had turned into white, and it was as cold as rags hanging on the body. Stiff blood stains had condensed on it, creating a green and red intertwined color in the ice and snow.

Qin Yi in the mirror took a step to the left and fell again.

The fall was a bit heavy, and he couldn't get up for a long time. After a long while, tremblingly, he took a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, adjusting his breath for a while.

Cheng Huang's fox face slowly disappeared and turned into Cheng Cheng. She bit her lower lip unconsciously and looked at Qin Yi's appearance in the mirror, her eyes unfocused.

"man……"

The light of the sacrificial fire glowed around Qin Yi, but then quickly extinguished, as if it was in vain. But taking advantage of this, he took a big step forward. Just when he was somewhat satisfied with his response, Liu Su sighed quietly: "Your hand is rotten."

Qin Yi was stunned and looked down at his left arm. It had been frozen to death, the skin had fallen off, and the muscles and bones were visible.

Even if he is too cold to feel anything, he can still feel a heart-piercing pain that penetrates into his bones.

He let out a "poof", pulled off the torn cloth strips of clothes, bandaged them casually, and continued to move forward.

This kind of frostbite would probably make a normal person's hand useless, but for an alchemist, it can still be cured.

The ice tree is right in front of us, how can we give up?

…………

South away.

Li Qingjun put on his military uniform, rode his horse, raised his gun, and led the crowd into the military formation.

The elixir Qin Yi made for her before leaving had already helped her break through the Innate state.

A cold light flashed, and the opponent's general fell off his horse.

Thousands of troops and horses swept past, shouting for death, and blood seeped into the ground, turning the frost and snow on the ground into red.

Li Qingjun reined in his horse and looked away.

It's late winter.

This was a rebellion by the remnants of Donghuazi, and she was in charge from the beginning to the end, from discovering the clues to organizing the counter-rebellion.

Li Qingjun knew that it was not suitable to launch an expedition in the Western Wilderness during this cold winter, and the duel between the two countries would probably be at the beginning of spring. If there was a rebel stabbing someone in the back at that time, everything would be over.

Fortunately, he was discovered in time, and Li Qingjun mobilized the Imperial Army, Ma Ta Mountain Camp, and Ten Thousand Tons of Thunder to eliminate this trouble.

The heavy responsibility of the family and the country made an innocent girl who could only dream grow up like crazy. Looking back on the past, Li Qingjun didn't even know what she was living for before.

Qin Yi has been away for more than a month, and Li Qingjun sometimes wonders if Qin Yi will not recognize him if he comes back.

Or he might think of himself as the female version of Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin even gave her the jade pendant, which was shining with colorful soft light around her waist.

The soldiers looked at her now as they looked at Li Qinglin back then.

There is almost no difference…

The only difference is that she doesn't need to face a Donghuazi.

After leading the crowd in triumph, Li Qingjun gave the task of finishing the work to his lieutenant, returned to Qin Yi's house, and entered the courtyard where Qin Yi used to live with some exhaustion.

The armor was still on and there were still blood stains. And her eyes had changed from serious to gentle, and she was stroking the wine gourd that Qin Yi used, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ming He's voice came from behind: "I heard that your brother has not been in court for another seven days, during this period of rebellion."

Li Qingjun didn't look back: "You also care about these 'mundane things'?"

The word "common things" is very strong, and the irony is obvious. Ming He seemed indifferent and said calmly: "Some people are guessing when you will usurp the throne and become independent."

"Why should I usurp the throne?" Li Qingjun finally turned around: "I want to wait for Qin Yi to come back."

Ming He said slowly: "If Qin Yi never comes back, then Li Qinglin will no longer be able to count on him. Don't you want to support Nanli yourself?"

Li Qingjun said flatly: "He will come back, I believe it."

Sorry, sorry, I slept all day in darkness. It must have been around eight o'clock at night.

(End of chapter)