The brothers were shocked and subconsciously bent down to take off their shoes.

"Don't move! Your feet will be frozen after taking off your shoes!" Wushuang shouted.

"My master, no more...no more, it's frozen to the ankles, so cold...so cold!" Now it's too late to take off your shoes. This woman in white is very powerful.

Wushuang looked back at the situation of his brothers and walked quickly forward to argue with the woman in white. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the woman spoke first.

"Oh, Qiqige, why are you hooking up with so many wild men to peek at your sister for a bath?"

Qiqige didn't say anything, she had long known where she had run away. Although she recognized all the evil spirits in the mountains, she could not afford to offend any of them.

"Hmph... This guy is so handsome. Isn't you watching your sister take a shower?" The woman in white sat under the ice waterfall and showed a charming smile on her face, and she hugged her fingers straight at Wushuang.

"Sorry, girl, we didn't mean it, but there is only one mountain road here, so we have no choice. Please give up my brother and let go. I just want to borrow the road to the mountain, and I never want to blaspheme the girl's Chunfang!" Wushuang was very respectful, stood in front of the ice waterfall, turned her head, tried not to see someone take a shower, and said with his fists.

The woman in white squinted her eyes, her eyes full of charm, and she gave Wushuang a charming look. "Hmph...huhhh..." Her thin waist, which was like a water snake, slowly stood up, and the upper edge of the thin white dress was wet by the waterfall and appeared in the moonlight.

"You are very special! No wonder Qiqige put you up the mountain. If I were her, I would be the same." She twisted her body and walked out of the ice waterfall step by step. Every inch of her skin was watery, and she looked like an ice sculpture beauty under the cold wind.

"Who is Qiqige?"

"What? Didn't that girl tell you? Oh, I know, she lied again, haha... It's a pity, you don't belong to her, you only belong to me, we are a natural couple." The woman in white walked closer to Wushuang step by step. Wushuang turned her head and dared not look at her. She squatted down and stroked Wushuang's handsome cheeks with her cold fingertips.

"Please let my brother go!" he repeated.

She gently blew a fragrant tone into Wushuang's ears. This fresh tone was beyond the resistance of all men in the world. What she could not resist was not only her fragrant tone, but also her extremely coldness.

Wushuang was moved, and his hand was pressed on the Dark Blood Treasure Blade.

"Do you know that you have more terrible power than me, and the power to destroy everything, but you are willing to be a poor mortal. Don't you think it's a pity?"

"No, I am me. I don't want to get other illusory things. I just want to save my beloved. No matter who stops me, I will kill it!" Wushuang deliberately put the tone of the last word. She should be able to feel that the power in his body is far dozens and hundreds of times more than her.

"Do you want to pick the red sea flowers?"

"Yes, only it can save my beloved's life."

"But have you ever thought about it? You saved a person's life and killed another person's life. Moreover, because you pick red sea flowers, the spiritual veins on the grassland for thousands of years will be cut off from the fairy energy, and all living things in the mountains will die because of your kindness." The woman with ice-skinned and jade bones is more like a philosopher.

"Haha..." Wushuang smiled faintly and said, "Some real objects should never belong to this world, nor should they have life. They transcend the six realms and are abandoned outside the three realms and six realms. They are neither yin nor yang nor yang, and are immortal and immortal. I am just practicing the way for heaven."

"Is that so? Do you mean they shouldn't have life? Are they not worthy of the care of the world? Brother, look at this beautiful flower." As he said that, the woman stretched out her white fingers and a small grass formed of ice grew on the palm of her beautiful little hand. The grass was pale and pale, just like its owner, without any form of life. It grew very fast and quickly grew to more than ten centimeters high, and then it formed branches and leaves, buds grew in the middle, and finally the buds bloomed, turning into a colorful ice flower with eight petals.

It's so beautiful. This ice flower seems to be carved out of crystal, exuding a crystal-clear treasure. It's obvious that the cold flower seems to be given life. If the flowers have life, then some scholars who have been studying plants all year round will always see them publishing papers. The papers often mention that when their flowers bloom, they are smiling at him to thank him for their cultivation.

The ice flowers were spinning in the woman's hands, blooming more and more lushly, as if they were smiling at Wushuang. It smiled sweetly and coldly, as if it was a fairy who fell into depravity.

"Is it beautiful?" she asked.

"Beautiful!" Wushuang gave her a positive answer.

She asked again: "Shouldn't she be loved by the world? Shouldn't it be like other creatures?"

Wushuang watched the beautiful ice flower blooming little by little in front of him. His expression was very cold. The brothers behind him seemed to be wrapped in ice. He didn't have much time left.

"At least your life form is not accepted by the world!" Wushuang stabbed the woman's lower abdomen with a sudden stab.

The sword was cut into iron like mud, and there was no substance in the world that could resist its evil blade. The woman was prepared for it. She leaned back and the blade rubbed against her belly and scratched it. Although she had avoided it, the cold blood blade was an evil-proof treasure. It was either dead or injured by it, and its blade was enough to cut through the flesh and blood of ordinary people.

The blade flashed with cold light, and a buzzing dragon roar came out. The woman's white clothes were cut open, leaving a deep scar on her white skin... Drops of crystal liquid flowed out of her wounds, each drop was like blood, but her blood was extremely cold, and her blood was silver.

Her expression was still the same, she smiled charmingly, covering the wound on her lower abdomen and looking at Wushuang.

"Why are you so anxious to fight each other? Haha...haha..." She laughed wildly. More silver liquid in her belly flowed out, and every drop flowed to the ground and formed a layer of solid ice.

"Emperor! Go back and look back! This world is yours! It's your turn to rule! You have supreme energy and you have the soul that can destroy this world. Why do you want to let it go?" She thrust down to the ground, and the white gauze dress on her body slid down little by little to reveal her snow-white skin.

"Who are you?" Wushuang suddenly felt that the woman was not begging for mercy. Her voice seemed familiar, and hers seemed to be talking to her.
Chapter completed!