Half of the sunset has sunk into the sea, just like the scenery on the other side of the dust.

The demon hunting ship was coated with a light red color, as if the entire ship had been painted again, giving people a strange beauty, just like a medieval oil painting.

The people standing on the deck were all surrounded by handsome young men with gray faces, which made the painting more religious sacred.

"There's no help." The Hokkaido witch put away the ice crystals.

The ice crystal absorbed too much cold air and was frozen and cracked.

All the magical tools to control the cold have become like this, let alone the human body.

Itomi Xue's body shook, and before Itomi Sayaka wanted to support her, he stood firm again.

She was dizzy, and she was clearly open with her eyes, but she was like anemia and could not see anything. She heard a buzz in her ears, as if the sea breeze was passing through the gauze window.

The Izumo witch and Hanyu Chieko were incredible, and Genkimi covered her mouth and widened her eyes.

The witches of the Water Heaven Palace opened the Hokkaido witches. The life spell passed down from generation to generation by the Water Heaven Palace is like spring rain falling.

The Hokkaido wielded his head slightly and looked at her in confusion.

‘Does she think she is better than herself in dealing with the cold?’ Liu Chuhua was thinking this way, and suddenly realized that not only the witches of the Shuitian Palace, but other than her, none of them gave up on the relationship with Yuan Qingsu.

Shen Lin Yuzi didn't have much sadness, just looked at Yuan Qingsu.

If Yuan Qingsu died like this, she would not return to Tokyo, but died at the hands of [Coral Demon Moth] or some monster, just go with him.

In fact, when Yuan Qingsu came to Baishan Shrine on the first day, she had already decided that the two of them were strangers, but they had to live and die together.

Ji Gong Shiliuye's face was pale, and seeing that the Yuan Qingyuan device was getting weaker and weaker, she finally made up her mind.

She reached out and grabbed Yuan Qingsu's shoulder, turned into a fire, and rushed into the ship building.

"What are you doing?" Shen Lin Yuzi chased after him.

"Shut up!" Ji Gong Shiliuye couldn't suppress his anger, and the majesty in his voice was indescribable.

Everyone's bodies shook, and they wanted to surrender to her from the bottom of their hearts. A hint of suspicion flashed across the face of the Lord of Jiuzhou, and they always felt that they had seen this temperament.

Whether she was angry or majestic, Shen Lin Yuzi asked: "Let him go, he wants it."

"If you talk nonsense, he will really die!"

Ji Gong Shiliu Ye shook his sleeves, closed the hatch door, and Yuan Qingsu disappeared in the bedroom.

The witch of the Water Heaven Palace who was left on the deck was trembling all over, her hair and eyebrows were dyed with white frost, and her lips exhaled in white mist.

She had never seen such a strange and powerful spirit.

The air hovered, the green light flowed, and the ethereal and profound bay leaf crown rolled to the ground like a drinking beer bottle.

Everyone looked at the supreme artifact with complicated expressions, either lamenting, sympathizing, or greed.

The Hokkaido witch looked at the boat building, and the Kamiri Miko, Itomi Sayaga, Itomi Xue, Hanoi Chiego, Izumo Witch, and Genkimi were waiting outside the gate of Himegumi Shiroya.

In her opinion, Yuan Qingsu is no longer helpful, and their behavior is like using snow as a quilt to try to keep warm.

While feeling confused and everything was futile, she felt an unprecedented feeling in her heart.

She stretched out her slender white fingers and picked up the glutinous leaves.

Somehow, she remembered the origin of Qingsu's fingertips and smiled and saw that he put it on his head while talking, and that unrestrained demeanor.

I feel a little reluctant and a little sad.

‘I should have held on for a while just now.’ she thought.

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Ji Gong Shiliu Ye put Yuan Qingsu on the couch. At this time, he looked no different from a sculpture.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

The air buzzed, and a mirror carved about the West Map emerged behind her mind.

The mirror light enveloped the cold air on Yuanqingsu's body was like a thread being pulled, and like a burst of fog, slowly sucked away.

The kimono worn on him was added with fragments of the wreckage of town-level monsters, like weathered shreds, scattered all over the floor.

Yuan Qingsu woke up from the chaos and felt so cold.

"You idiot!" Ji Gong Shiliuye's curse was heard in his ears.

He wanted to reply to her words with a smile, but he couldn't move, and his whole body seemed to be unconscious and out of control.

The chill became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but tremble, and he heard Ji Gong Shiliuye sighing in his ears.

I don’t know how long it took, but his body stopped trembling, and he was finally able to open his eyes.

There were still blue ice crystals on the eyelashes. Through the ice crystals, Ji Gong Shiliuye's bright face was a little pale and distant.

"Shao Yezi, are you okay?" His voice was empty and hoarse, like the wind blew across the Gobi Desert City, Huang Cheng's sob.

During the time of saving him, Ji Gong Shiliuye thought about how many words he cursed him. At this time, he heard his voice, but his throat was blocked, his eyes were sour, and he was about to shed tears.

"Shut up." She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't hide her heartache, fear, and grievance in her tone.

Yuan Qingsu smiled slightly, raised her hand, and stroked her face.

"It's so warm." He murmured softly, his voice began to sound nice and gradually returned to his original tone.

"You fool," Ji Gong Shiliuye suppressed his emotions, "I don't even look at what it is, I know that I will rush forward. Is it because I won't be alive?"

"When you stop, cough cough, you will suffer from the chaos." Yuan Qingsu smiled weakly.

Ji Gong Shiliuye stared at him, and he continued, "I thought it was okay, but I didn't expect that the monster was so powerful, cough."

"That's a monster of Muhua Kai Yeji. If you can survive this time, you will kowtow to me for ten years!"

"Not to mention ten years, it's okay for a lifetime." Yuan Qingsu said with a smile, his smile strong and he no longer coughed.

Ji Gong Shiliuye snorted coldly.

"Where are them?" Yuan Qingsu asked again.

"Dead."

"you are cute."

"No, I'm very fierce."

"The cutest Sayazi, what does it mean to have a level one in Muhua Kai Yeji?"

"Above the county level." Ji Gong Shiliu Ye cherishes his words like gold, and is still angry.

"I thought it was a county level, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Yuan Qingsu thoughtfully, thinking about April in Chidori Abyss, the [Muhua Blossom Yaki] that occupied the entire Tokyo sky.

In the iceberg, the little man lying and sleeping, but his palms are big, almost the same as a small butterfly.

My body became warmer and warmer, Yuan Qingsu slowly lay down and leaned against Ji Gong Shiliuye.

"The world is bigger than I thought," he said.

"You can see the stars when you look up. Why do you think the world is small?" Ji Gong Shiliuye was still not angry.

"What is this?" Yuan Qingsu looked at the mirror above her head.

"Mirror."

"All right."

Yuan Qingsu closed her eyes comfortably, and felt the softness of Ji Gong Shiliuye's body on the back of her head, and smelled her fragrance.

"Don't you ask?" Ji Gong Shiliuye gently stroked his face, as if warming him, and as if through touching, he confirmed that he had really returned to her.

"I'll wait for you to tell me." Yuan Qingsu didn't open her eyes, and there was a hint of smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ji Gong Shiliuye squeezed his face angrily, and kissed him again when his lips were pouting.

"Three magical tools. Kansai, Kanto, Hokkaido, and one of the three places is also the basis of rule."

"Is there any difference from ordinary artifacts?"

"It uses the energy of the people, not the energy of the gods."

"The spirit of the people?"

"Your Miss Shen Lin, to be precise, is the magic spell, and it uses this power."

Yuan Qingsu held Ji Gong Shiliu Ye's soft hand in his hand, gently kneaded it, and mused it with a deep expression.

"That should be very powerful. Why didn't the previous generation of the Great Imperial Office take action to deal with the coral demon moth and watch his daughter-in-law die?"

"Did you see me use it?" Ji Gong Shiliuye asked back.

Yuan Qingsu thought for a while and looked into her eyes: "Like the magic spell, does it take time?"

"It's no problem to kill a county-level monster, but you've consumed your strength, and the other two have not."

"I have to restrain each other, so I have to consume the practitioners under my command?"

"The three magical tools were born to protect the people, but they became tools of rulers." A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Ji Gong Shiliuye's mouth.
To be continued...