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Chapter 133 Frozen Qiluo Tulip, Bingwang's Bold Attempt

Hearing this, Chu Lan raised her chin complacently: "Naturally, Mr. Bingwang, the Qiluo Tulip is so important, how dare I make a joke about it?"

After saying that, Chu Lan stepped forward and handed the Qiluo Tulip to Bing Wang: "Teacher, this fairy grass is entrusted to you, you have to be careful."

Bingwang swallowed his saliva, with a dull expression: "Xiao Chu, you just leave it to me. What if my guess fails and what if I destroy this immortal grass that is hard to see in a hundred years? Wouldn't that be a sinner?"

"No, absolutely not, Xiao Chu, I don't dare to do it casually." Bing Wang quickly waved his hand and refused.

Chu Lan put her hand on her forehead, feeling quite helpless: "Teacher Bingwang, have you forgotten what I told you before? Qiluo Tulip has no external energy source, and it will start to wither after tonight. Are you going to stand by and watch?" Watch it die?"

"The matter has come to this point, we can only try our best. If we can succeed, it will be great. If we fail, it is worthwhile to work hard. It is better than sitting still." Chu Lan sighed, her tone full of seriousness.

Hearing these words, Bingwang was also in trouble, his inner voice told him that he should take action to save this peerless fairy grass, but on the other hand, he was afraid of destroying it with his own hands.

I saw Bing Wang's complexion changing from cloudy to cloudy, and a quarter of an hour later, he clenched his fists, and a firm look appeared on his face.

"Okay then, Xiao Chu, you're right, as long as you take action, it's better than sitting still." Bing Wang finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice.

Chu Lan smiled slightly, and was about to hand the Qiluo Tulip to Bing Wang, but was rejected again.

"No, Xiao Chu, I have to wash my hands first before I dare touch the branches and leaves of the jelly grass. Wait a moment." Bing Wang looked solemn, filled a silver basin with clear water, and rubbed his hands back and forth in the water.

After a while, Bing Wang washed his palms with a white cloth, stretched out his hand, and slowly took Qi Luo Tu Jin Xiang.

Seeing this, Chu Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. As the soul emperor, Bingwang has much richer cultivation experience and experience than himself. It is better to leave it to him than to work behind closed doors.

In other words, if Bingwang can't deal with Qiluo Tulip smoothly, then he has nothing to do.

"Xiao Chu, I told you just now that delicate fairy grass like Qiluo tulip is not suitable for the method of fire refining, so I want to use my martial soul advantage to completely freeze it!" Bing Wang clasped his hands Live Qiluo Tulip and place it on a wooden table.

After all, Chu Lan is very smart, and she immediately understood, yes, why didn't she think of this level?
As a level [-] control-type soul master, Bing Wang, with the Wuhun Ice Vine, once instantly froze the dormitory house that was lit by Ma Hongjun, and his soul power is powerful.

Facing the fairy grass Qiluo Tulip, Bingwang is naturally not a problem, and can easily freeze it.Thereby delaying the withering speed of Qiluo tulip.

"Teacher Bingwang, it's my luck to meet you. If you come to Barak City a day earlier or later, it is impossible for this fairy grass to be saved." Chu Lan couldn't help but compared to Thumb.

Bingwang smiled and shook his head: "Xiao Chu, I said that this is just my expectation. In practice, it is not easy to operate. After all, Qiluo Tulip is not an ordinary product. As a fairy grass, it contains huge energy in its body. Be careful and careful to be successful.”

Chu Lan's face was slightly dignified, and he understood what Bingwang meant. Regardless of Qiluo Tujinxiang's fragile posture, it actually contained amazing energy. If Bingwang accidentally released too much soul power, it would definitely cause energy disorder.

At that time, not to mention waiting for the Qiluo Tulip to wither naturally, even Chu Lan and Bingwang will not be able to withstand the overflow of a large amount of energy from the world and hurt themselves.

"Xiao Chu, I'm about to start, please be quiet." Bing Wang took a deep breath, turned around and warned.

Chu Lan nodded slightly, closed the door of the shop, bolted the door, and guarded the door to prevent outsiders from disturbing Bing Wang.

call!
Bing Wang half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes focused on the branches and leaves of the beautiful tulips, the icy soul power in his body exploded immediately, and in an instant, the objects in the hall seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Chu Lan was secretly amazed. Although his soul power had reached level 35 and above, and the quality of his soul ring was excellent, he still felt powerless in the face of a soul emperor who was 25 levels behind him.

After all, the difference in soul power of more than 20 levels is a real deficiency. Unless Chu Lan's three soul rings are older, all of which are more than 5 years old, otherwise, facing the powerhouse of the soul emperor level, it is still a big problem. difficult to handle.

Especially for ice-type soul masters like Bing Wang, who naturally restrained Chu Lan's fire-attribute martial soul, if they really wanted to fight, there were times when Chu Lan felt uncomfortable.

Chu Lan quietly operated the "Wuxiang Gong", and the combined force of blood, evil and magic sound drove the soul power in the body to roll up, resisting the attacking cold air.

The lights in the hall are shining, and the delicate branches and leaves of Qiluo tulips are set off with a unique and precious atmosphere, which is difficult to describe in words.

Bing Wang stared at this incomparably exquisite fairy grass, as if admiring a work of art, and he recovered his sanity after a long time.

"I will never let this fairy grass be destroyed on my body, be careful, be careful!" Bing Wang swore inwardly, holding the petals of Qiluo Tulip carefully with her slender five fingers.

Chu Lan couldn't help concentrating her gaze, watching Bing Wang's every move closely, her heart even lifted to the position of her throat.

At the same time, Bing Wang also raised his spirits, his eyes closed tightly, and the soul power in his body flowed like a stream, flowing down his arms to his fingertips.

Considering his own martial spirit: Frost Vine itself is an extremely cold martial spirit, Bingwang dare not use too much force, lest he frostbite Qiluo Tulip's lifeblood.

So he is deliberately controlling the size of his soul power, trying not to hurt this fairy grass as much as possible.

Time passed bit by bit, under Bing Wang's loose cloth robe, a large amount of sweat had already accumulated, and the hands holding the petals of Qiluo Tulip trembled slightly. Even a soul emperor like him would not be able to hold on for such a long time. Soul power output.

This is a test of how well Bing Wang, as a soul emperor of the control system, can control the soul power in his body.

呲呲呲!
After another two hours, Chu Lan could already feel the light coming from the window above her head, and the sky was slightly brightened.

Looking at Bingwang again, he is still struggling to support himself, and his condition is much worse than before.

"It should be almost successful. The petals, branches and leaves of Qiluo Tulip are covered with thin frost, and they are completely frozen." Chu Lan was so happy that she almost jumped up, and because she was afraid of disturbing Bingwang, she forcibly held back .

(End of this chapter)