He raised his hand high, but stopped in place. It was not that his hand was frozen, but his experience was about the same as Heizi. Just now, when he had evil thoughts, he suddenly felt a cold wind pass by. Bai Yanhu's body was originally about ten meters away from him, but it miraculously appeared in front of him as if it had been instantly transferred. He could even feel the cold and bone-black yin energy exhaled from Bai Yanhu's mouth and nose.

He still looked at Wushuang with a smile. Wushuang's raised hand was pinching his wrist and could not move at all. He thought he was very strong among his peers, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from Bai Yanhu's hand. Bai Yanhu's hand was cold, and the cold air flow surged along the blood vessels on his wrist, directly making his arms hard.

"Child, this world needs its new master, and I, Bai Yanhu, will dominate this world and pass on my Red-clothed God's Holy Law to the ignorant world, so that they can be free from pain and exploitation forever." Bai Yanhu said to Wushuang.

"You...you...you..." Wushuang now has no ability to scold him. The cold air has begun to surge upward little by little. His lips are stiff and the syllables he spits out are very numb.

Bai Yanhu was too close to the three of them, and the cold air from the core of the Abyss kept pouring out from his body. Bai Su and Tong Sixi's brains were frozen and could no longer issue instructions to their bodies. Even their facial features had stopped working. They were like Bai Yanhu just now, and their bodies were in a dormant period. Although they were open, their visual nerves had been frozen.

Wushuang is stronger than them. At least Wushuang's heart will not stop suddenly because he is wearing a mountain chain mail. This kind of clothes is incompatible with swords and guns, and can withstand the invasion of severe cold and heat. However, now only his heart will be beating now, he has no ability to resist at all. He can only watch Bai Yanhu smile hideously in front of him.

"I wonder if Mr. Yao would regret not killing me when he saw this scene? Child, I am reluctant to kill you because you are so much like him. I want you to witness the day when my Red-clothed God Cult unifies the land of China, and then go with this glory to tell your great-grandfather that I, Bai Yanhu, did it!"

Wushuang's ears were buzzing. He could no longer hear what Bai Yanhu was saying. He just watched Bai Yanhu's lips open and close. Although Wushuang greeted Bai Yanhu's ancestors in his heart, he was willing to accept the loss. If he wanted to blame, he would hit the stone with his eggs. He didn't listen to his family's advice!

"I promised that Mr. Yao would never hurt his descendants. I, Bai Yanhu, keep my word! But maybe it's not harmful to let you sleep here forever and have a beautiful dream? Of course, you have your friends here, and I have been sleeping alone for ninety years! This is all given by your great-grandfather!"

Wushuang muttered in her heart, it's over, now it's over. I didn't sleep well before, but I went out with Lu Haotian in the middle of the night and played all night. Now it's fine. I have to make up for my whole life's sleep? No, it's possible for my ten lifetimes to sleep!

Just when Wushuang was about to give up surviving, a warm current suddenly came from his chest, which was from the Kui Talisman. A warm and hot air flow was transmitted along his neck to his blood vessels, and then blood flow was transmitted to every corner of his body. It felt so comfortable, just like jumping into the hot spring at a low temperature of minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius.

"Child, don't be afraid..." At this moment, a loving voice suddenly burst into my heart.

Wushuang wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't say a word. She felt like a big steamed bun was stuffed in her throat. She couldn't swallow it or vomit it.

In this world, no one can stop Bai Yanhu. He returned to this world with the cold power of the core of the Abyss. He wanted to find his own things again. He let go of Wushuang and walked out step by step in the direction of the exit of the tomb passage, without realizing the changes in Wushuang's body.

His gloomy footsteps echoed in the empty tomb passage, click... click... click... click...

Will he walk out of this cold tomb because of the intrusion of these three people? Will he break free from the shackles prepared by Wu Gongyao for him? Can he dominate the world again? No!!!

Click... Click... Click... Another series of footsteps came. But the sound of footsteps was obviously not his, but from the entrance of the tomb. Someone was walking towards him step by step. The footsteps were very light and thin, like the sound of women's high heels.

Bai Yanhu stopped, and a familiar fragrance floated over from far to near.

He has never forgotten this faint fragrance for ninety years. He has been having the same nightmare for the past ninety years. This nightmare cannot be eliminated with him. In the nightmare, he will never defeat Wu Gongyao. In the nightmare, there is always a graceful beauty standing by Wu Gongyao. The beauty exudes a faint fragrance, which makes him fascinated.

But she is Wu Gongyao's woman, and this devilish woman can only be controlled by a great hero like Wu Gongyao.

Click...click...click... the sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer to him.

"No!!! No!!! No!!! I don't want to fall asleep again! No!!! No!!! This world is mine! No one can stop me!" He shouted, like a naughty boy who did something wrong without reflecting on him.

Wushuang also heard the sound of these high heels from far to near. He wanted to see it, but he still couldn't get rid of Bai Yanhu's cold air. The warm current in his body was not enough to circulate his whole body. He could only listen like this.

Wushuang has never felt safe like she is now, because the sound of footsteps approaching, because the faint fragrance floats, his heart is warm, and the words in his heart just now echo in his ears. "Child... don't be afraid..."

That is the warmth of a loving mother, that is the redemption of maternal love. When a child is facing the south of life and death, the mother will always come to save him from thousands of miles away.

She came, it must be her! Wushuang is sure that this familiar feeling is the woman wearing a golden mask and a cheongsam of the Republic of China who had saved her twice.

A string of wonderful notes sounded, it was the mysterious guqin under the ancient city of Goguryeo. She held the guqin sideways and played the melodious melody, and she appeared at the end of Wushuang's visual appearance.
Chapter completed!