In the jade-tiled house, several people boiled a pot of boiling water and poured it directly on Mu Ziyun who was sitting in the barrel. Bell wiped Mu Ziyun's back with a hot towel. The water in the bucket was changed again and again, but Mu Ziyun never trembled again.
Huzi knocked the ice cube off Mu Ziyun's lips and poured a few mouthfuls of hot soup into it. Mu Ziyun had a hard time swallowing it, and had to be rubbed on his neck until the ice chips in his throat melted before he could eat it. Fang Tianmu tried to suck out the ghost-cold air from Mu Ziyun's body. After a few breaths, he realized that what was sucked into the black knife was Mu Ziyun's fire. It turned out that the fire master was right, the cold air had penetrated into Mu Ziyun's bones. , only by draining Mu Ziyun's energy can he absorb the cold air, which is tantamount to killing him.
Gradually, Mu Ziyun froze inside and out, with only a few organs still moving cautiously. His consciousness could not be said to be confused, but gradually disappeared, just like cutting off a person's head piece by piece with a knife. This person's thoughts will Less and less, memory will slowly be lost.
The frozen area in his head continued to expand. Just when the cold air was about to conquer the last area, fire beads suddenly penetrated Mu Ziyun's eyebrows. Due to the influence of the cold air, no blood flowed out. Mu Ziyun, who was curled up and shaking, suddenly raised his neck. , burnt yellow eyes appeared and vertically upwards emitted strips of yellow smoke. After a few breaths, the eyeballs turned back to black, and the whites of the eyes began to freeze. After a while, they turned burnt yellow again. This time, Mu Ziyun's mouth also opened and outwards. Yellow smoke came out and floated upward, and then the ears and nostrils "deflated".
Suddenly, Mu Ziyun's mouth opened and closed and began to tremble violently. After more than ten breaths, he only heard a cry, and flames floated out of his mouth. Several people squatted down and took a look, and it turned out that there was a ball of fire burning in Mu Ziyun's mouth. Fire, this small flame blocked the depth of the cold air, but it could not stop the power of the cold air. There would still be new ice cubes condensed on Mu Ziyun's skin. Fortunately, it was much stronger than before. With the hot soup, for the time being, Can save one's life.
"Let the three of us take turns taking care of him," Huzi said. "As soon as he is well, I will go to the courtyard leader. I don't care about Liangxi courtyard. If we want to leave, why should he stop us."
"They are so strong," Lingdang said anxiously, hugging her legs and leaning on the edge of the bucket, "Especially the dean, we have almost no room to fight back."
"Lingdang, your magic pill is so strong, have you been conserving your strength?" Huzi asked.
"The magic energy I used before was only a small part. I feel that the magic energy is mine, but it doesn't seem to belong to me. I'm afraid that I can't control that kind of energy."
"That's it." Huzi nodded.
Three days may be just nine meals for others, but for Mu Ziyun, life is worse than death. He has long since heard the voices of Huzi and the others in his mind. He is huddled alone in the ice and snow, and his eyes are constantly watching. The fire might just be his imagination, because the coldness in his bones was extremely clear. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly fell into a gloomy abyss, just like the one in Zhaizhao's cave. His limbs were numb and he was allowed to fall slowly. He could see countless monsters crawling around on the cliffs beside him. But no one wanted to look at him.
He felt his back bend, and he seemed to have fallen onto something hard. With a dull sound outside his head, the hard object underneath shattered, and he fell into the abyss again from the middle. Gradually, Mu Ziyun saw the silhouettes of many people. Among them was himself. Several people were fighting over one thing, and even the mountain was broken into pieces. As the gravel fell, Mu Ziyun thought of the Sudang Mountain in Huzhou, and how he and Hu Zi fought for it. The scene of the three-sided stone hammer.
Scenes were being played out randomly around him. The fifteen-year-old Da Yangcheng, the five-year-old Qingfeng Mountain Gate, and the ten-year-old Northern School competed. He felt that his body was no longer so cold, and the things in his mind were slowly getting warmer. , his memory is reappearing. This journey is long but also happy. Of course, pain is inevitable. He killed Li Mu again, threw himself into the arms of his eldest sister again, begged the matchmaker in the middle of the volcano again, and once again Let the meteor break through the hell of the clock frame, and once again feel the temperature of Wanmin's lips when parting, it is so happy and painful.
Suddenly, he came to a barren place where bluish-gray boulders were dotted. The ancient wind-eroded edges and corners showed the turbulent years. There were nine figures standing in the void, and Mu Ziyun was among them. Standing next to her was a man, but she was also a woman, holding an inconspicuous object and wearing a flower ornament on her head. Three people split the sky and disappeared. The remaining people kept talking to themselves, but Mu Ziyun couldn't hear them clearly and couldn't see their faces.
When he turned around, he was already standing in the strange forest. A man walked out from the corner, looked at him in surprise and said, "You don't mean you're not interested." Mu Ziyun suddenly felt nauseated, turned around and bent over to vomit. But he vomited out some strange things, which he couldn't see clearly, and then he realized that there were two more little feet on the ground, huh? Could it be his own feet, and he saw an old white man standing in front of him, looking at him meaningfully. The old man seemed to know everything, and it didn't look like something in his memory. It was like you had a dream all night, and there was something in the dream. For such a period of time, you can know that you are outside a dream, but it is so far away from reality. The outline of this old man does not blend with the dream-like scene. It is as if you can come back to life from Mu Ziyun's memory and stand in reality. inside.
The old man stroked his beard, made a meaningful smile and said: "Oh, you're here again, let me say it again, when you see that cave-like place, you must go in, going in may change everything hahaha Okay, let's go!" The old man's withered hand slowly touched his forehead. The moment his forehead was touched, Mu Ziyun quickly moved back, and the scene around him kept moving forward, faster and faster. , Mu Ziyun felt like his body was turbulent. He seemed to be in the state of a baby first, then his arms and legs grew longer, and he heard the scoldings of his parents in his ears.
Then he put on cloth clothes and rolled while moving. A white feather floated past his eyes, and then a fire beast rushed out from the side and ran towards him desperately. At the same time as the fire beast disappeared, a fire skeleton roared at him with teeth and claws, and then a red dress was draped over his head. Through the red gauze, he could see a seductive person covering her mouth and leaving with a smile. Various techniques were shot out from the high-moving scenes around him, including thunder beasts with wings. Gradually, everything flew into the distance. A hand blocked Mu Ziyun's neck, and the man turned to Mu Zi. In front of Yun, she said some words but there was no sound. She closed her eyes and kissed Mu Ziyun. Before their lips touched, suddenly, a gust of evil wind pulled them apart. Mu Ziyun continued to move back, but the man disappeared into the distance together with the Wuchen Sword.
Helmsman Hu Na suddenly appeared and overturned Mu Ziyun's boat. Before he could think about it, Mu Ziyun dived into the sea water again. Slowly, the pressure on his body became more and more intense, and the things around him seemed to no longer exist. It's sea water, oooh! Many demons and monsters appeared in front of Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun shuddered suddenly and woke up, only to find himself lying next to an extremely luxurious bed. Then the roof was suddenly lifted off, and the surrounding walls also bounced and flew out. An old man and two boys glared at Mu Ziyun and shouted: "Trespassing to Weilou without permission." Before he could hear what he was scolding, many more people appeared in front of Mu Ziyun, and their skins were all peeled off. Looking at Mu Ziyun with bloodshed, flames soon caught fire on their bodies, and then countless rattan-covered monsters ran out of the sand, hunched over those terrifying people, and rushed towards Mu Ziyun, grabbing Mu Ziyun. His face was torn apart crazily.
A few breaths later, a green lion hit Mu Ziyun's nose.
"Uh!" Mu Ziyun tilted his head back and opened his mouth stiffly. After a long time, a warmth surged into his heart. He found that he was sitting in a wooden bucket filled with hot soup. After a cramp in his head, the fire beads came from The body flew out and floated before his eyes.
There was a person sleeping next to the barrel. It took a lot of effort for Mu Ziyun to remember that her name was Lingdang. After that, all the memories finally came back to life.
Mu Ziyun did not wake up the bell and sat there blankly. For a long time, he thought about so many scenes that he had long forgotten but had just reappeared. His mood was very complicated. The strange thing was that he had never remembered some scenes, or that they were originally It should have been just a dream, but it was treated as a memory, as if it had actually happened.
He stretched out his hand from the water and touched Lingdang's head. After being touched, Lingdang woke up quickly and cried out in surprise: "Ah, you're awake! The Fire Lord said you would be tortured for three days, but he didn't expect that you would be tortured for three days." You woke up in two days, Huzi! Brother Mu, Xiaomu woke up!"
