Dressed as a snow demon disease beauty, the empress

The powerful spiritual pressure disturbed the countless monster races in the Monster Beast Mountain Range. Even the big monsters who ruled the king could not help being frightened when they felt this breath, and only hoped that the comers were not here to eliminate them.

The area covered by ice and snow is very eye-catching in the lush mountain forest. When someone lands in the snow, he can see the figure who fell in the snow at a glance.

Almost at the next second when he found Xue Qingchen, that person appeared beside Xue Qingchen, and an aura that was colder than the surrounding ice and snow permeated, making those spiritual thoughts lingering in the distance instantly disappear.

Zhong Liyi stood beside Xue Qingchen and looked down at him, his usual cold expression changed slightly when he touched his snow hair, he knelt down to help Xue Qingchen up, caught his pulse and checked his whole body condition thorough.

The more you probe Zhong Liyi's breath, the colder it becomes. In this state, the injury is more serious than Xue Qingchen's in the past, and his life may even be in danger at any time.

His eyes fell on Xue Qingchen's snow-white hair, and Zhong Liyi's deep black eyes were full of waves. He never expected that Xue Qingchen's seal would be broken at this moment.

A steady stream of gentle spiritual breath was transported into Xue Qingchen's body, but the next moment, Zhong Liyi's movements stopped abruptly, and the person in his arms grunted, and the corner of his mouth began to overflow blood again.

Gently wiping the blood on his lips with calloused fingertips, Zhong Liyi's tone was slightly lowered, with a look of worry on his brows.

"Xue Qingchen? Xue Qingchen?"

The slender silver eyelashes trembled slightly, Xue Qingchen frowned tightly, with a look of pain on his face, his blood-stained lips parted slightly, and he let out a cry of pain, his exquisite face was so pale that it was almost transparent, Zhong Liyi's heart tightened when he saw it.

Heavy breathing sounded in the ear, Xue Qingchen's hands suddenly clutched Zhong Liyi's clothes tightly, like a drowning man grabbing driftwood.

"pain……"

Pushing aside the messy hair on Xue Qingchen's face, and when his eyes fell on Xue Qingchen's neck, Zhong Liyi's eyes froze suddenly, the purple bruises were particularly glaring on his fair skin.

Pulling off the white gauze wrapped around his neck, the sight he saw made Zhong Liyi's whole body colder.

Xue Qingchen's clothes were hanging loosely on his body, and with Zhong Liyi's action, the clothes slipped off, revealing half of his fair shoulders.

When his eyes touched the white and greasy skin, Zhong Liyi's body froze, his expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he looked away after being stunned for a moment.

Pulling up the slipped clothes, Zhong Liyi realized that Xue Qingchen's clothes were disheveled. This appearance was obviously done by someone else.

At this moment, the monster clans who were hiding in the dark and observing suddenly felt two terrible auras, which made them feel a sense of fear of being entangled in death.

Sensing that Xue Qingchen's condition was getting worse and worse, Zhong Liyi suppressed the coldness all over his body, picked up Xue Qingchen and soared into the sky, disappearing instantly.

Seeing that terrifying person leave, those monster clans hiding in the dark breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could be happy for a long time, another terrifying aura suddenly overwhelmed them, making them terrified.

After the figures of the two disappeared completely, a person surrounded by black air slowly emerged at the place where Xue Qingchen had been lying.

Chong Yuan looked at the direction in which the two disappeared, his deep purple pupils were cold, he clenched his fists, and then smiled.

Snow light dust, we will meet again.

High above the sky, a quaint ship passed through the clouds.

In the wing room on the boat, two figures sat cross-legged on the couch one behind the other, Xue Qingchen's back was facing Zhong Liyi, his forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, his face was so pale that it was almost the same color as the hair that stained his face.

Zhong Liyi put his hands on Xue Qingchen's back, and the air flow in his palms absorbed all the poison in Xue Qingchen's body.

After a quarter of an hour, the spiritual power lingering around Xue Qingchen slowly disappeared, Zhong Liyi withdrew his strength, caught the person who was falling towards him, avoided the wound on his back, and let him lean on his arms.

Seeing the face of the person in his arms fade away from pain and become calm, Zhong Liyi's expression softened a lot.

This is the second time.

That day he found that Xue Qingchen's life lamp in the Palace of Eternal Life was different, and when he rushed to Ling Xuefeng, he met Xue Qingchen who was dying of poison.

And this time, it was also a change in the life lamp. He followed the direction guided by the life lamp to find him, and he met him in his current appearance.

In just over ten days, Xue Qingchen lingered on the verge of death many times.

Looking down at Xue Qingchen's quiet face, Zhong Liyi's calm black eyes rippled, and a picture of being in Wanxue Residence not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

The face full of pleading overlapped with the face of the person in front of him, making him a little dazed for a moment.

Thinking back to what the master had entrusted to him at the end of his life, Zhong Liyi's expression returned to indifference, and he laid the person in his arms flat on the bed, with the heart and energy in his palm gradually converging into a totem and pressing down on Xue Qingchen's abdomen.

After a burst of brilliance, Xue Qingchen's white hair turned into normal black, all the characteristics of the monster clan disappeared, and even the monster aura on his body disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that Xue Qingchen's condition had finally stabilized, Zhong Liyi took the brocade quilt from the bed and covered him, then went to the side to meditate, and began to process the toxins in his body from Xue Qingchen.

The warm room was gradually filled with biting cold air.

This kind of toxin has the effect of eroding spiritual power. It belongs to the innate poison of the monster clan. According to the severity of this poison, it can be deduced that the strength of the monster clan may have reached distraction.

When he found Xue Qingchen before, besides some little monsters, there were only a few monster clans with no bones left around, but there was no trace of those who were distracted.

Xue Qingchen was seriously injured and unconscious. Before he found him, who was by his side?

Where did the faint magic energy remaining in the air come from?

Zhong Liyi's whole body became more and more cold.

After sending Xue Qingchen back to the sect, he needs to go to the Monster Mountain Range again.

"Um……"

Just as he was about to get rid of the toxins in his body, a soft hum came into his ears. Zhong Liyi opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see that the person lying quietly on the bed was curled up into a ball at this moment, trembling uncontrollably.

Zhong Liyi's heart tightened, and he quickly came to Xue Qingchen's side. After some investigation, he found that the injury had not deteriorated.

"cold……"

"Yue, it's so cold..."

A weak murmur came from Xue Qingchen's mouth, the voice was vague, making it difficult for people to hear what he was saying.

"Snow light dust."

Zhong Liyi squatted down to look at him, but only saw half of his face covered by black hair and trembling long eyelashes.

"cold……"

After getting closer, Zhong Liyi heard Xue Qingchen's words clearly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his dark eyes.

Xue Qingchen was transformed from the heart of ice and snow, with the attribute of ice, so he was not afraid of severe cold, but at this moment he clearly heard him shouting for cold.

Thinking of nothing else, Zhong Liyi restrained his own coldness in an instant, and cast a spell to increase the temperature in the room, but after a while, Xue Qingchen's condition still did not improve.

The people on the couch curled up into a ball, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, as if they were relying on something to keep warm.

Seeing that Xue Qingchen was abnormally cold, Zhong Liyi stretched his hand into the bed to take out Xue Qingchen's hand to infuse spiritual energy for him, but as soon as he touched Xue Qingchen, his wrist was grabbed by a pair of cold hands up.

The delicate and warm touch came from his hand, Zhong Liyi's pupils shrank slightly, watching Xue Qingchen's movement of pressing his face to his hand, he froze in place for a moment, and forgot to even pull it back.

Xue Qingchen's brows stretched out, and he gradually regained his composure, as if he had grasped something that would make him feel at ease.

He looked at the person in front of him with dark eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

Zhong Liyi maintained this posture until they returned to the Cangwu Sect.

Xue Qingchen grabbed him all the way, and he also watched him all the way.