The night was dark, and the cold wind outside the window was howling.
Yunhao quietly picked up the quilt and placed it on Xiaoyu who was sleeping soundly. He looked at Xiaoyu's satisfied expression in his sleep. Yunhao's eyelashes trembled slightly. After sitting cross-legged, he slowly closed his eyes.
The "Medicine King's Scripture" began to run in the body, and the air in the hut suddenly fluctuated strangely. Slowly, this fluctuation turned into a violent ripple that spread throughout the room. A cyclone of about one foot began to surround
Yunhao's body started to spin.
Yunhao's body was also condensed with a layer of light blue due to the cyclone. In the bitter cold borderland, even the aura between heaven and earth was mixed with a high concentration of cold air.
This blue gas slowly covered Yunhao's body, and the cold and biting feeling made his teeth unbearable and began to chatter.
Although this spiritual energy contains the air of ice, it is extremely strong, which must be related to the vast territory of the border and the sparse population.
Blue gas began to seep into Yunhao's body along the pores all over his body. Due to the coldness of the bitter cold air, a thin layer of ice flakes formed on the surface of his body, and his face was covered with hoarfrost.
From a distance, it looks like an ice sculpture.
Only those with a level of cultivation as a swordsman would dare to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside the wall so unscrupulously. However, those who are below the realm of a great swordsman and want to use the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth here can only absorb a very small amount of spiritual energy at a time.
Only after the meridians are warmed and nourished can Qi Hai be injected.
Yunhao obviously didn't know the dangers of the spiritual energy here. It's useless to be ignorant. In order to repair the injuries on his body and the depleted fighting energy in his body as soon as possible, he had maximized the effectiveness of the "Medicine King's Scripture" in this small and inaccessible courtyard.
After the blue spiritual energy was transformed into fighting spirit in his body, it began to slowly blend with Yunhao's fighting spirit. His own fighting spirit was assimilating with this external fighting spirit at an extremely slow speed.
The horrific stab wounds on his body were covered by layers of cold air, and his body made a strange crunching sound amid the smoke.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the entire room suddenly reached an extremely crazy level. This spiritual energy was also mixed with a large amount of cold air, and the temperature in the entire room seemed to have dropped a few degrees. Xiaoyu subconsciously pulled the clothes covering his body.
She was wearing a quilt, and her body was tightly curled up into a ball, as if she was sleeping in the ice and snow outside at this moment.
Yunhao suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then, his body made a series of crackling sounds, and the scabbed knife wounds began to become illusory with the cold air on his body.
Gradually, the cold air that enveloped Yunhao's body quietly disappeared, and his body became extremely smooth, as if he had never suffered a serious stab wound.
Looking at the strong cold air in the room, Yunhao murmured in a low voice: "The healing effect of this sacred scripture is so abnormal. If you want to fully heal so many knife wounds, it would take an ordinary person one or two months, and even if
After healing, there may not be scars left on the body. And this **..."
The extremely low temperature in the room made Yunhao, who had become an ice sculpture, confused. He glanced at Xiaoyu, who was shivering in his sleep, and an apologetic smile appeared on Yunhao's face.
He closed his eyes again, slowly unfolded his penis, and inhaled all the cold spiritual energy in the room into his body. Only then did the temperature in the room regain some warmth.
Blinking his eyes slightly, Yunhao's eyes showed a hint of exhaustion. The absorption just now required a very high level of mental strength. He could not bring in the aura from the outside world, but he also had to absorb all the aura in the house. The control over people
Ability has met a very high requirement.
Stretching out his hand and pinching himself, he held back his sleepiness. In a dangerous place like the border, more strength means more protection, so he wanted to regain his strength as soon as possible, at least to be able to save his and Xiaoyu's two lives.
Life.
A trace of determination flashed through Yunhao's pupils, he stood up quietly, pushed open the door and walked outside. Hearing the whistling wind and with ice flakes hanging on his body, he couldn't help but shiver. He quietly
The ground covered the door and reached the center of the courtyard.
A cyclone once again bloomed from his body like a lotus. The aimless wind in the sky seemed to have found the perfect place to vent, and began to smash into the cyclone below.
Countless strong winds carrying cold air and a large amount of spiritual energy crazily hit the lotus blooming on the border. Every time the strong winds were caught in the eye of the cyclone, the young man in the center of the cyclone could not help but shake violently.
Even more blue veins jumped out, twitching like little green snakes.
The night is getting deeper, but the wind is getting more violent...
——————————A beam of warm sunlight shot into the old room, reflecting on the girl’s pretty face. The girl opened her somewhat confused eyes, and the warm feeling made her unable to bear it.
He stretched out his body and stretched out his charming body.
Suddenly a trace of uneasiness flashed in the girl's eyes, and she was looking for something in the room. There was no one else in the room except the girl. The only sound that could be heard was the old window panels being blown by the wind and hitting the window edge constantly.
Sound.
The girl immediately opened the quilt covering her body. The quilt was still warm, but she didn't care to miss the warmth. Instead, she hurriedly put on her boots and rushed to the door.
Opening the door, a biting cold wind hit the girl's face, and her rosy little face was blown a bit white by the cold wind. Regardless of her messy temples, the girl shouted anxiously: "Brother Yun! Yun
elder brother!"
This girl was none other than Xiaoyu who slept at Yunhao's place at night, and Xiaoyu's crisp voice spread throughout the courtyard.
"Click"
A strange voice sounded, and there was a hint of fear in Xiaoyu's eyes. He slowly reached out and covered his mouth. In the center of the courtyard, an ice sculpture half a man's height stood there, but he didn't even notice it.
At this time, cracks began to appear on the ice sculpture, and the "clicking" sounds slowly became a series.
"boom!"
As the ice sculpture cracked, a pale man walked out of the slowly falling ice chips. Xiaoyu said in surprise: "Brother Yun, how did you end up like this?"
Although there was no color on the man's face, his identity could be identified.
Yunhao wanted to smile, but found that his muscles were completely frozen. He could only shrug helplessly and said: "I have to go inside to warm up before I can explain to you."