Tick--
The fog filled the air, and from time to time water droplets fell from nowhere, making a clicking sound as they collided with the ground.
Because of the extreme cold, not a single blade of grass grew in the Forbidden Valley, but the sunlight seemed to be blocked by something, and the surrounding area gradually became dim.
The figures of three people, three ghosts and six figures were slowly moving forward in the white mist. Since entering this forbidden area, the mist has become thicker and thicker, and the cold air that penetrates into the bone marrow has become heavier and heavier.
Although they haven't seen the stone cave and the cold pool yet, the familiar smell convinced Xiao Ling that they had indeed found the right place, and the cold pool cave must be nearby.
"What the hell is this place? Why does it look like our Gui Valley..." Zhuo Feng couldn't help but rub his arms, "No, it's simply colder than our Gui Valley."
And this kind of coldness is different from the simple coldness in the Ghost Valley. The coldness here seems to penetrate into the soul, and even the soul is about to be frozen. Otherwise, ghosts like Zhuo Feng and Yu Zhu would not feel it. Catch a cold.
However, the feeling of being out of control has disappeared a lot. Could it be that he woke up from the cold?
Zhuo Feng was complaining in his heart when he felt himself being held by a warm hand.
"It's foggy, don't get separated."
Gu Qingchen's gentle voice came, and his warm spiritual energy poured into his soul: "Is it still cold?"
It was warm and comfortable. The arrogant kid blushed quietly, but she held his hand instead and refused the nourishment of spiritual energy: "I understand, young master, I'm not afraid of the cold, so save your spiritual energy."
If he encounters danger later and his spiritual energy is used up, he will have to rely on him for protection, huh~
After hearing their conversation, Bai Qingyin looked at Yu Zhu's hand for the nth time.
Does Brother Yu Zhu feel cold? She still has a lot of spiritual energy. Do you want to pass on some of it too? But when she tried to hold his hand before, she was dodged...
The fog was too thick, and she didn't look up. Naturally, she didn't know that the man in black clothes beside her had been looking at her, intently and affectionately, and his gaze never shifted for a moment.
"Brother Yuzhu, are you...are you cold?" The girl's voice was a little uneasy.
"..." Yu Zhu looked at her slightly raised delicate hand. He raised and lowered his right hand tremblingly. He hesitated several times. When he finally touched the injury on Bai Qingyin's arm, he suddenly clenched it and pulled it away. Go back, "...not cold."
"Oh..." He retracted his hanging hand, his tone a little disappointed.
A soft sigh made Yu Zhu's soul feel pain, but he still held it back.
Several people had their own thoughts, but Xiao Ling and Han Yuan who were walking at the front suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Zhuo Feng didn't look at the road and almost bumped into Xiao Ling, but Gu Qingchen quickly pulled him back with quick eyes and hands.
"There is no way." Xiao Ling was a little irritated and looked at the cliff ahead.
Along the way, I didn't see even a small stone, let alone the huge cave with the cold pool. Could it be that Hantan Cave is under this cliff?
He looked at Bai Qingyin: "Miss Bai, you said earlier that your master brought you to this forbidden place, but you fell off the cliff?"
Bai Qingyin tried hard to recall, but finally shook her head apologetically: "Sorry, actually I only remember that Master brought me to the Forbidden Valley. As for what happened in the Forbidden Valley, I don't know anything."
"...It doesn't matter." In fact, this was also expected. If Mo Xuanruo really put Han Yuan's body here, he would definitely not let Bai Qingyin see it.
In this case, we can only...
"Jump." Han Yuan looked at the mist-filled cliff with a heavy look, and held Xiao Ling's waist tightly with one hand. When Xiao Ling nodded with special trust, he jumped down with his men.
"Ghost Lord, please slow down, hold on tight!"
Zhuo Feng also became playful at this time. Seeing Han Yuan and Xiao Ling jump down without hesitation, he directly grabbed Gu Qingchen with one hand and jumped down.
Gu Qingchen, who was already lacking in spiritual energy, was staggered by him. Before he could speak, a fierce cold wind and a strong sense of weightlessness hit him, causing him to quickly close his mouth and adjust his posture.
"Then let's..." Yu Zhuben restrainedly grabbed Bai Qingyin's forearm, but as soon as he reached the edge of the cliff, he suddenly felt his clothes tighten.
Bai Qingyin clutched Yu Zhu's sleeves tightly, her body stiffened and her voice tightened: "Yu, brother Yu Zhu, I'm afraid of heights..."
"Then..." Yu Zhu saw that her face was frightened and she looked like she was about to cry. His heart ached and he wanted to say that they wouldn't go on.
Bai Qingyin noticed what he meant, and quickly closed her eyes, as if she was willing to die: "No, it doesn't matter! As long as I don't look, it's fine! Brother Yuzhu, let's dance!"
"..." Yu Zhu remained silent, staring at Bai Qingyin's fair face with her eyes tightly closed, sighing softly, and finally compromised, "I'm sorry."
"Huh?" Bai Qingyin was confused when she felt a strong big hand around her waist, and then her whole body was buried in a strong and soft chest.
The other hand touched the back of her head. The movement was extremely gentle, but it made her feel extremely at ease. Even the feeling of weightlessness that made her afraid of discomfort seemed to have disappeared.
The corners of Bai Qingyin's lips buried in the dark clothes couldn't stop rising.
The two thin white hands couldn't help but hold on tighter.
"Boom——!"
He didn't know how long he had been in the air. When he felt that the soles of his feet had finally landed on the ground, Xiao Ling finally let out the breath he had been holding. After all, jumping off a cliff is not something that ordinary people can experience. It is really a bit too exciting.
As soon as he exhaled the hot breath with white mist, Xiao Ling was about to take a serious look at the scene at the bottom of the cliff, when he suddenly felt that the hand he had been holding tightly with Han Yuan loosened.
"Brother Han?!" Xiao Ling's pupils tightened, and he quickly reached out to fish it out, but found nothing.
Turning around, there was nothing.
"Snapped--!"
Xiao Ling subconsciously took a step forward, then suddenly stopped.
The sound of footsteps was different from when he first landed, but it was the same as the sound of stepping on the stone surface of Hantan Cave.
Sure enough, when he looked up again, he found that he was already in the Hantan Cave.
Is this... reality or fantasy?
"Xiaohan." A voice that was a bit dejected and as low as a bell.
Xiao Ling's eyes widened and he turned around suddenly.
