[Douluo] Can you be my exclusive assistant?

"Where are you taking me?" Han Yu followed Bingyuan towards the center of the ice forest.

"Where's Xiao Ao? Where has everyone gone?"

Bingyuan remained silent and continued to move forward. Han Yu was a little angry. Ever since he woke up, Bingyuan had always had this attitude, and his whole person had become much colder.

The wind gets stronger and stronger as we go deeper into the forest. It shouldn't be. How can there be wind in the depths of the forest?

I saw the bright light in front of me getting closer and closer. When I walked over, I found that it was actually an ice field. Strong winds roared, snow fell all over the sky, and a thick layer of ice formed on the ground.

"Xiao Yu'er, do you want to live?"

Before stepping into the central ice field, Bingyuan suddenly stopped, without looking back, and said to Han Yu.

"How...did you know?" Han Yu's eyes widened and he looked at Bingyuan's back in disbelief.

"The entrance to the Ice Hell is in the center of the Ice Forest. Only there can we find a way to save you." After saying this, Bingyuan turned around, arranged Han Yu's hair, and patted the corners of her clothes. .

"I'm not an ice martial soul. I can't take you in. I have to rely on myself." Bingyuan hugged Han Yu as he said this, trembling slightly.

"Promise me you'll come back alive, okay?"

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, buried his head on Bingyuan's shoulder, and cried loudly.

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After bidding farewell to the ice abyss, Han Yu flew alone over the ice field, trying to find where the entrance was.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find it after flying around, so I simply stopped in an open space.

Just as Han Yu was looking around to check the terrain, suddenly dark clouds gathered over the ice field, strong winds blew up, and the snowflakes rolled up to form a huge white vortex in the air, with lightning and thunder in the center of the vortex.

Han Yu, who was under the whirlpool, saw this and wanted to flap his wings to escape, but it was useless. No matter what, he stayed in place. In the end, his eyes were blinded by the ice and snow in the air, and he was sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared.

The ice sheet also became calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Bingyuan, who was on the edge of the ice field, secretly asked: "When will she come out?"

A lazy voice replied: "The world created by the gods is not under my control, but it still needs to be approved by the gods. This girl has the Luan Yu Tiannan star on her body, and the madman may not let her go."

Bingyuan gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is the Nine-Colored Goddess?"

"I don't know, maybe it's still in the God Realm, maybe the gods have descended." The voice replied again.

"What if I can't find that person?"

"Be open-minded and you can find it." If you can't find it, there is no point in living.

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Han Yu, who was sucked into the vortex, tried hard to control his flight, but still couldn't withstand the attack of the storm. He was gradually brought to a statue by the strong wind. No, to be precise, she was an ice sculpture, an ice sculpture of a female warrior.

She was wearing armor, holding two blades in her hands, her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and there were actually two wings behind her.

Han Yu slowly walked over and stood in front of the statue. He saw a drop of clear tears suddenly falling from the corner of the statue's eyes. Then the ice sculpture began to collapse, and a silver-haired woman appeared in front of Han Yu.

She slowly moved her stiff hands, her dull eyes regained their clarity, and the tears turned into ice crystals and disappeared.

The woman slowly lowered her head, her eyes met with Han Yu's, a trace of blood flashed through her cold eyes, then she raised her double blades and rushed towards Han Yu.

"My mother!"

Han Yu exclaimed, and quickly turned his arms into blades to greet him, but the woman was too powerful and knocked Han Yu away at once.

After taking a bite of snow, Han Yu stood up. The militant factor in his body was aroused, and his soul power exploded. He raised his double blades and rushed towards her. Unfortunately, he was bounced away by the man's soul power before he could get close to the woman. .

Han Yu fell to the ground, his hair crown fell off, and his black hair fell down. He looked somewhat similar to that woman.

When Han Yu was about to stand up again, a cold light flashed across her eyes, and the sword blade was placed on her neck, exuding cold air, making her unable to help but swallow the blood in her mouth.

"Who are you and why did you hit me?"

Han Yu looked up at her, trying to see something from her cold eyes, but to no avail. There seemed to be nothing in the woman's eyes, only a sky of ice and snow.

"Why...why do you want to make the same mistake again?"

A cold air protruded from her mouth, and along with the cold words, Han Yu, an ice soul master, shuddered.

"I don't know what you are talking about, please put the sword away quickly!"

Han Yu glared at her, but did not dare to move his body for fear that the tip of the sword would cut his throat.

The woman took back the sword in her hand. Just as she remembered, she saw the man suddenly changed direction and pointed the sword at her chest. Han Yu was a little scared and shouted: "You want to do it..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a coldness spreading from the tip of his heart to his whole body.

Han Yu lowered her head in disbelief and saw the sword pressed against her chest, constantly instilling soul power into her body. The sword was so cold that she no longer had body temperature, consciousness, or...emotions.

Han Yu looked at the woman along the hilt of the sword. She didn't seem to care about anything.

As the tip of the sword separated, Han Yu also lay on the ground, his body already stiff and unable to feel the temperature of the world.

Just when Han Yu thought he was going to die here, the woman's voice sounded above his head,

"You...should never have been tempted."

After saying that, Han Yu found that her body could move. He slowly stood up, stood up tremblingly, and looked at the woman in front of him.

The environment at this time has changed. The surrounding area is no longer deserted, but a hall made of ice crystals. Countless phoenix totems are carved on the surrounding icicles. A throne made of ice jade is placed on the tall steps. There are An icy blue carved skylight, the carved pattern is also a phoenix totem, the light shines down from above and falls on the woman sitting on the throne.

At this time, she took off her armor and put on a gorgeous ice blue floor-length dress. The woman seemed to be taking a nap, leaning on the armrest with her hands and supporting her head. Her silver hair looked extremely sacred against the light.

Han Yu looked around and hesitated to step forward. The man suddenly opened his eyes, his icy blue eyes devoid of any emotion. He waved his hand and used a cloud of mist to drag Han Yu up and place it in front of her.

Han Yu, who was suspended in the air, kept struggling, but he could never escape the woman's restraints.

Suddenly the woman stood up, grabbed Han Yu's neck with one hand, and lifted her high.

Han Yu couldn't breathe smoothly. He held the woman's hand with his hand and kept swinging his feet.

"Hurry... let go of me."

"You really disappoint me. I gave you so much soul power, why do you still touch that person's things!"

The woman's hand continued to tighten, and her originally indifferent expression became ferocious. When Han Yu felt that she was about to faint, she let go.

Han Yu, who fell to the ground, gasped for air and thought to himself: Isn't this person a lunatic?

After adjusting, Han Yu stood up, looked directly at her, and asked: "Madam, I'm afraid you made a mistake. I don't know what or who you are talking about, and you hit me as soon as I came in. I provoked you!"

The more Han Yu talked, the angrier he became. No one wanted to be beaten for no reason.

But the woman ignored her anger, sat on the throne again, and said calmly: "I am the goddess of ice and snow, the strongest female war goddess in the world."

"God? Then... where am I?" Han Yu was a little surprised. Could it be that he ascended to heaven?

"Oh, this is the space I created for my heirs, and what you see is just a trace of my soul." As she spoke, the woman's crossed legs changed direction and she leaned against the armrest on the other side. superior.

"I don't care who the heir is, I just heard that you can find a way to save me if you come in."

Han Yu waved his hand and sat down cross-legged without caring.

"Hmph, I know who lured you here. I can indeed save you, but you have to pay a certain price." A hint of understanding flashed in the woman's eyes, and she sneered.

"What price?"

Han Yu had a bad premonition and unconsciously reached out to touch his already cold heart, frowning and asked.

"You don't need to know now, you just need to know it's something you can afford."

The woman looked at Han Yu's movements and frowned, but she didn't take it to heart and said lightly.