Comprehensive Immortal Sword

I don't know the years in the ice... It's just nonsense!I silently practiced in the ice the Ice Condensation Art that I had worked so hard to come up with. After finally getting started, I used the fire spirit energy in my body for a few weeks, and even took the time to try to contact 002. The time teller reminded me that only two and a half hours have passed.

...How to spend these long 19 years?

This is a very serious problem.Sleep is a very good choice. With my current practice, sleep can actually be equated with practice, but the only downside of it is that once I fall asleep, the ghost knows that the plot will start 19 years later. Will you let me sleep.

Well, it’s also possible that it’s just such a big dream for thousands of years, and it will be dug out after N years, regarded as a fossil, enjoying the same treatment as that ancient mosquito condensed in amber in a certain museum-being watched by people paying for it... …

Now I have a feeling to have a discussion with 002, let me go back to visit my relatives in the past 19 years, and review modern life.Originally, I was out of touch with modern society because I lived here for 19 years. If I really stayed in this ice for 19 years, I seriously doubt whether there will be a genuine Xuanxiao in the later stage.

But it seems that since the second appearance of Zhonglou, 002 has never appeared again. When I contacted you just now, a very modern one came - not in the service area... I usually don't think it's anything, but now, I said... 002 ,Where are you! ?

After seeking help outside the court to no avail, I finally chose light sleep.

In fact... this is a technical job.

So, for double assurance, I communicated with Xi He who hung myself on the ice wall, and adjusted its standby mode to report the time all day to the alarm clock mode. The trigger point is that someone other than me appears in the forbidden area.

I think, in terms of function development, Xihe is definitely much stronger than Wangshu. I wonder if Wangshu is equipped with GPRS navigation.

After that, there is a long sleep.

no dream.

...Maybe there are, but I can't remember clearly.

When I woke up, it was because of Xi He's dedicated and persistent humming. Before I had time to feel that it was 19 years later, I saw a certain person walking away with a look of never seeing me again. Take care of your posture again, Demon Venerable...

That fire-colored hair, and the glowing red armor, in this icy and snowy white forbidden area, they really have a sense of presence.

Heavy building...?

I don't know if it's because I slept for too long and didn't fully wake up, or because I was frozen in the ice and my whole thought-action slowed down a bit. I just kept the posture, and spoke in a disappointed but familiar way.

"You came……"

It's as if... He never wondered why he came here, and, after such a estranged break-up last time, he still had the intention to come here to visit the prison.

Hmm... I shouldn't use visiting prison to describe myself.

Perhaps, I trust Chonglou more than I imagined.

Chonglou didn't answer, but through the icy plane, I could clearly see that he frowned, the arrogance and arrogance between his brows subsided a little, and in those red eyes that were always unruly, there was actually a smile on his face. An emotion similar to regret emerged in an instant.

After staring at the icicle for a long time, Chonglou lowered his head, and spoke inexplicably.

"You... have fallen to this point..."

Before I could react to such a sudden sentence, Chonglou had already raised his head, his stern face showed strong anger without any concealment, the blade that was obediently tied to his arm seemed to explode Like a hedgehog with fur, it stood up with a rub.

"You have done this for Qionghua, and those bastards dare to treat you like this! Hmph!"

"..."

Chonglou's mood changed too quickly, I couldn't accept it for a while, and I didn't know where the melancholy and sadness just now went...

Fortunately, when I saw Chong Lou turning around and about to leave with a murderous look, I opened my mouth in time.

For the sake of the plot, for Qionghua, he had no choice but to try his best to discredit himself.

"The Demon Lord doesn't need to be angry... Xuan Xiao deserves what he deserves."

Now I don't need to create this posture, it has already shown a kind of desolation according to the situation.

...Of course, in order to appease Chonglou's empathy, which I don't know where it came from, I still tried to focus on portraying the Cang who sees through the world of mortals, instead of the sad and cold Ai Ai.

Silently watching Zhong Lou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of aggrieved hatred for iron but not steel, my heart was slightly warmed.However, I still have to continue to break it, otherwise, the demon king will be angry...

Well, I don't want to think about the consequences anymore.

"It's just the winner and the loser, Xuan Xiao is hopeful when he loses, and Xi and Yang Yan are in their hearts..."

Silently glanced at Xi He who was hanging between the ice wall and worked hard, I felt a little uneasy about my conscience.

Xi He, it's been hard work, until the nineteenth... No, I don't know how many years later, I took Wang Shu together, and let you cultivate your relationship every day and fly away together.

"To have today's fruit is unpredictable, but it is not unexpected. What the demon king came to today really surprised me. That day... I was wrong... However, Xuan Xiao never regretted it. Never regretted it. "

I spoke very slowly, and saw the anger on Chonglou gradually fade away, then fade away, and then look at me with a very tangled expression.Well, he still looks like he's just frowning, impatient.

...and retracted the blade on his arm.

Although I am very happy that someone is here to chat with me, well, magic is also fine.However, this does not mean that I like to say against my will that I have completed the beginning and the process of trying to complete the Mozun.

Too exhausting, and too bothering.

...And, if I can, I don't want to deceive someone who is supposed to be sincere to me.Or, demons.

Whether it is Yun Tianqing, Suyu, Suyao, Senior Brother Xuanzhen, or Chonglou.

"Hmph! You are so unlike the old you!"

Chonglou spoke up when I was about to lose my compose and was wondering if I should repeat it a few more times without regretting it to emphasize my firmness.

As arrogant and rude as ever.

But I don't know why, I just want to laugh when I hear it.This is clearly what my sister and I used to say when we were quarreling with each other when we were young, huh, my brother hates it the most, it has the same effect~

Chonglou obviously didn't know what I was thinking, otherwise he would never have just flipped his cloak and waved his hands imposingly——then I felt the icicles I was sleeping comfortably shaking a few times, and the big hole on the roof of the cave shook. Large chunks of crushed ice crashed down.

Among the crushed ice, Chonglou's face was blurred by the sharp edges of the ice. I couldn't tell what his expression was, but I could only vaguely feel that there seemed to be some inexplicable satisfaction.

"Since Qionghua won't allow you, you can follow me back to the Demon Realm."

By the way, the quality of Qionghua's black ice is really good.

Chonglou explained what he did in this way, with a very natural attitude, even with a little feeling of "where are you going if you don't go to the demon world", as always with the devil's temper.

However, this time, it didn't upset me as much as before, and it was quite caring.Sure enough, he is very suitable to be a friend, um, Mo.

Although... he is now destroying the plot and disturbing my hard-earned vacation...

At the same time, I deeply thought that I would not be able to sleep in ice as a frozen can now.

Otherwise, the entire forbidden area will be ruined by the heavy building, directly destroying the place where the main plot will unfold 19 years later, and indirectly destroying my chance to go home, but I still feel that I have done a very important good thing for me...

What a tangle!

Standing flutteringly in front of the ice with a condensed figure, Chonglou's fist stabbing at the icicle stopped directly in front of my abdomen, and then was retracted very quickly.

I looked back for a while, and saw that the icicles around the waist of the bucket, which were very round and beautiful earlier, had successfully lost weight and turned into apple cores under the strong intervention of the Demon Lord...

In fact, you can directly hit the heavy building, it doesn't matter.

Because what you hit was definitely not me, but the ice behind me.By the way, I think this so-called thousand-year-old ice is really strong, and the dignified Demon Lord collapsed a little bit after hitting it, and also made a shape that is quite in line with modern aesthetics. It's really good, it's a collection The painstaking effort of Senior Sister Suyao and the three elders, who are already masters of water-type immortal arts.

Of course, if it wasn't used to freeze me, I would think it would be better.

I calmly glanced at the body still frozen in the ice, only to feel a slight twitch at the corner of my brow.

...Even from my own eyes, I feel that the gentle-looking Xuan Xiao, who looks a bit soft and soft after withdrawing his indifferent and arrogant expression, is really the same as I remember, facing each other vaguely every morning. It is not the same as what I saw when the bronze mirror was crowned.

Well, it's very different.

The reddish-brown long black hair, which was a little bit reddish because of the condition of being connected with Xihe, was scattered behind, hanging down to the waist, and I don’t know if it was brought by the disciple who delivered the meal before being frozen for me. In the modified ice silk pajamas of Qionghua Dao uniform, Xuan Xiao in the ice unexpectedly showed a bit of fragility...

I finally realized what Chong Lou felt when he heard what I said just now and matched my current appearance.

... The feeling of being completely abused to the point of being decadent and self-defeating!

So, Mozun, when you hit the icicle just now, did that fist unconsciously aim at the chest of Bingzhong's main body?