Chapter 51
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She watched from behind the tree and was surprised to find that he was holding a long sword that was three fingers wide. The sword was sharp and murderous, and his whole body was filled with a breath that was visible to the naked eye. It was not Xuan Qi, but Spiritual Qi.
There was no doubt that he was a cultivator!
However, there was something wrong with him now. Although he was trying his best to suppress it, what was the layer of white frost that condensed on his beard, eyebrows, and face if it was not frost?
Frost? Why was there suddenly frost on his body?
"Ah!"
With a mournful scream, the last black-clothed man's chest was pierced by a cold sword. That black-clothed man half-knelt down, blood flowing out of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on the last black-clothed man. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out. In the end, he fell down without even taking a breath.
At this time, Ling Mohan's body was trembling slightly, as if he was frozen. He stood there quietly, like an ice sculpture. The cold air that permeated his body was like a thousand-year-old ice. She could feel the coldness even though she was hiding ten meters away.
"Bang!"
He fell straight down, his body trembling on the ground and gradually curling into a ball. Not only that, the frost on his face seemed to be thicker and thicker.
Seeing that the situation was not right, she quickly ran over.
"Uncle? Uncle, what's wrong with you? " She came to his side and squatted down. She was about to help him up, but when she touched him, she felt a piercing cold.
"Hiss! It's so cold! "
She instinctively retracted her hand and looked at the person who opened his eyes and looked at her with some astonishment. Why was he so cold? If it went on like this, wouldn't he be frozen to death?
He just looked at her and closed his eyes again. His lips were gradually turning purple.
Seeing that his situation was not good, she gritted her teeth and endured the piercing cold. She checked his pulse and could not help but be shocked.
"This is … thousand-year-old cold poison?" She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, somewhat incredible.
There was a cold energy flowing through his meridians. It was this extremely cold energy flowing through his body that caused him to be like this. Moreover, this extremely cold energy was clearly a cold poison. Moreover, it was not an ordinary cold poison, but a thousand-year-old cold poison!
Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of movement in the night, as well as a murderous aura. Judging from the movement, there were no less than twenty or thirty people.
Her eyes turned cold as she calculated in her heart. Seeing that there was no place to hide, she injected her profound Qi into her finger and pointed it at his fainting point. In the next moment, she used her divine thought to bring him into her space.
The moment the two of them disappeared, thirty men in black surrounded them with swords in their hands. The leader frowned when he saw the dead men in black. His voice was gloomy and filled with hostility.
"His aura was still here just now. He couldn't have gone far when the frost poison flared up! Search! "
"Yes!" The black-robed men replied in unison. Then, they split into several groups and flew in different directions.
At this time, in the space, Little Fire Phoenix was glaring at Fengjiu angrily. She didn't expect that she would bring in a man who was emitting a bone-chilling aura.
At this time, Fengjiu had no time to pay attention to him. He was busy using his Qi to protect Ling Mohan's heart meridian. If his heart meridian was also frozen, then he would not be far from death.
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