At this moment, since the other party has not directly taken action to kill Chu Feng and Zi Ling, but has repeatedly asked Chu Feng some questions, it means that the other party may not want to kill Chu Feng and Zi Ling, at least for the time being.
If he really doesn't want to kill Chu Feng and Zi Ling, Chu Feng and Zi Ling still have a glimmer of hope, then this is the best time for Chu Feng to capture Zi Ling's heart.
In the past, no matter how Chu Feng said that he liked Zi Ling, Zi Ling would not believe it. Instead, she would feel disgusted and think that Chu Feng was just rhetoric.
But at this critical moment of life and death, Zi Ling's heart was extremely fragile. At this time, Chu Feng would be the easiest to impress her by standing up for her and expressing his feelings.
Anyway, life and death are unpredictable, so Chu Feng decided to give them a try at this time. Fighting against this golden-robed world spiritist would also give them a chance, a chance to survive.
"Senior, I beg you to let her go and don't torture her. If you need anything, please come to me and I will suffer on her behalf." Chu Feng patted his chest and said, as if he would be responsible for Zi Ling's sins.
posture.
"Haha, it's interesting. You girl, you are quite charming, how can you let such an outstanding young man treat you like this." The golden-robed world spiritist glanced at Zi Ling, and then said to Chu Feng:
"You cannot bear her sins for her."
"However, since you insist on saving her, I will give you a chance."
"Shua"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, stretched out his palm and pointed lightly at Chu Feng. He saw that the hall where Chu Feng was was filled with biting cold air. The cold air was extremely overbearing. Almost instantly, the palace was completely
The palace turned into an ice cellar, and everything around Chu Feng turned into ice.
Even though Chu Feng resisted with his profound strength, he was still invaded by the cold air. At this moment, layers of frost condensed on his skin, and the frost was still increasing rapidly.
"Swish, swish, swish" followed closely, and the golden-robed world spiritist waved his fingers towards the void again. Soon, a picture scroll that was two meters high and ten meters long appeared in front of Chu Feng.
.
"Remember the content of this scroll." The golden-robed world spiritist said.
In fact, before the golden-robed world spiritist spoke, Chu Feng had already cast his gaze on the scroll and carefully remembered the content of the scroll.
"Whoa!" However, just as the golden-robed world spiritist finished speaking, his sleeves suddenly waved. At the same time, the picture scroll was torn into pieces and scattered among the vast hall.
"Within half an hour, if this scroll is restored to its original state, she can be saved."
"If this scroll cannot be restored within half an hour, then she will be strangled into pieces by this barrier chain, and your sweetheart will not even be left alive." The golden-robed world spiritist said.
"Whoosh!" After hearing these words, Chu Feng did not hesitate. He straightened his body, waved his big hand, and his profound energy overflowed, trying to gather the fragments of the scrolls floating in the vast hall.
However, what left him helpless was that his power could not mobilize the fragments of the scrolls. What surprised him most was that at this moment, he was unable to display any martial arts skills in this hall, and his feet were extremely heavy, and every time he stepped out
Every step is extremely laborious.
At the same time, the biting cold air was constantly eroding Chu Feng's body. Chu Feng felt that his body was becoming more and more numb and stiff, and he was gradually losing control of his body.
"Damn it, you actually blocked my power. If you do this, how can I restore this scroll within half an hour?" Chu Feng was a little angry. The golden-robed world spiritist simply gave him a trick.
An unfinishable problem.
"This is your business." The golden-robed world spiritist chuckled, as if he was watching a good show, and then added: "By the way, although you can't restore this scroll within half an hour, you won't
die."
"But this cold air is so strong that with your cultivation, you cannot survive for half an hour. In other words, you will die in less than half an hour."
"Of course, the exit is right there. If you don't want to die, you can leave at any time, but if you leave, then she will die."
"As for whether you want to save her with all your strength, or whether you want to be buried here together, it depends on your own decision, hahaha..."
Suddenly, the golden-robed world spiritist laughed, and in his laughter, his body began to dissipate, and finally merged into the hall above.
"Ah~~~" And just after the golden-robed world spiritist disappeared, Zi Ling screamed in pain again.
Looking up, Chu Feng was shocked to find that the golden barrier chain surrounding Zi Ling had shrunk again. Although the contraction was very slow, it would still cause tremendous pain to Zi Ling. If this continues, Zi Ling's body would really...
will be strangled by this barrier rope.
"Damn it, I don't believe it. I can't restore this scroll within half an hour." Upon seeing this, Chu Feng no longer hesitated. Two thunderbolts surged in his blood, and his aura instantly rose to the fifth level of Xuanwu.
As his strength improved, Chu Feng's footsteps became less heavy than before, and he could even run.
So, Chu Feng began to collect fragments of scrolls in this palace, which was full of cold air and was like an ice cellar.
However, as the time he stayed in the ice cellar became longer, the cold air eroded him more and more intensely. Chu Feng's whole body was covered in frost, his walking became slower and slower, and his skin was losing its vitality.
Seeing Chu Feng working so hard to fight for a chance to live for himself, Zi Ling clenched her teeth and tried her best to endure the severe pain coming from her body and no longer screamed in pain.
It has to be said that Chu Feng's memory is very good. Every fragment of the scroll he picked up can be placed in the correct position. However, as time passed by, Chu Feng's body gradually became unable to support him.
In the end, he even kept falling down and his whole body began to tremble.
"Chu Feng, please leave me alone and leave quickly, otherwise we will all die." At this moment, Zi Ling couldn't bear it any longer and actually advised Chu Feng to leave.
"Shut up, girl, how could I ignore you?" Chu Feng forced a smile and ignored what Zi Ling said, but continued to pick up the fragments of the scroll.
However, at this moment, Chu Feng was really powerless. The cold air had penetrated deep into his bones. His body had become as stiff as iron. He had gradually lost control of his body. Finally, Chu Feng lay helplessly on the ground.
"Chu Feng, you..."
Looking at Chu Feng who was lying on the ground helplessly but still trying to stand up, Zi Ling seemed to have forgotten the pain coming from her body, because her heart was trembling and her soul was shaking, because
She never imagined that Chu Feng would really risk his own life to save her.
Faced with a person who was neither close nor related to her, Zi Ling couldn't help but be moved by such a desperate effort to save her.