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Chapter 696

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The cold wind was piercingly cold, and the glaciers stretched for thousands of miles.

A puff of air, and that puff of air immediately condensed into mist. A pee, and while you were still peeing, the upper half was steaming, and the lower half was already frozen... Can you imagine what it feels like to hold a popsicle with your little penis?

The Land of Extreme Cold truly lived up to its name. This was the coldest place that Mo Qing Di knew of.

Mo Qing Di felt a little sad. He never thought that he would be the mistress of an animal...

At this moment, he was lying on a soft mattress woven from the fur of a snow wolf, making afternoon tea and pastries with all kinds of rare and exotic treasures, and admiring the crystal clear inverted icicles hanging on the ceiling of the cave... It had to be said that Mo Qing Di's life at this moment was really good.

Ever since he and his "boyfriend", Ice Dragon, had argued countless times, Ice Dragon had finally realized that humans couldn't just eat one type of fruit. When they ate Lava Fruits, they also needed to eat other foods to change their taste … Thus, Mo Qingdi's three meals a day were Lava Fruits with baby ginseng, Lava Fruits with nine-petal snow lotus, Lava Fruits with red silk fish, and Lava Fruits with snow snake meat.

Every meal was inseparable from Lava Fruits.

However, there were other foods that could be changed, and Mo Qing Di himself was not a very picky man, so he was not dissatisfied with these three meals.

Not only was he not picky, he was even grateful... Before he met Ice Dragon, he did not have such a standard of living. Treasures like baby ginseng and Nine Petals Snow Lotus, he did not even think about or see them.

Fortunately, there was Ice Dragon, and fortunately, there was this little transparent dog... Dragons were all rich, and every dragon had its own treasure vault. Even though Mo Qingdi had never been inside, he knew that this Ice Dragon was just as rich as the Four Seas.

Otherwise, how could he continuously bring out so many precious ingredients from the cave?

Other than the few things that Mo Qing Di often ate, there were also some new things that made one's eyes light up... The red silk bean, the white transparent volcano scorpion, all of these tasted pretty good, but they were very rare, and could only be eaten occasionally. There were also some unsightly looking things that Mo Qing Di found hard to swallow … After Mo Qing Di made a gesture to Ice Dragon to indicate that he was not blessed enough to enjoy those things, Ice Dragon did not hold back and swallowed them into his stomach with a curl of his tongue.

Living a comfortable life with a gentle and considerate boyfriend, although his appearance was a bit weird … But, was this the happiness she wanted?

"How is Fang Yan now?"

"How is the Fang family now?"

"Has Fang Yixing been avenged?"



Every day, Mo Qingdi would ponder these questions.

Mo Qingdi still wanted to go back, even though he had once thought that this place of extreme coldness was very suitable for him to use as a burial ground.

Go back, go back to the flashes of swords, go back to the hatred of the country, go back to the laughter and tears … go back to Fang Yan and see how the guy who he had treated and nurtured like his own son was doing now. Isn't it too hard for one person to bear the family name alone? If you really feel tired, then just abandon everything and live a carefree life …

He wanted to go back and say those words to him, he wanted him to put down his burden and run towards a new life.

But, he was very clear that he would not be of much help to Fang Yan if he went back with this broken body. Moreover, a lot of hatred was caused by him … If he went back, he would definitely attract the attention of those people. They would also follow him, and Fang Yan's situation would be even more difficult, wouldn't it?

He needed the Ice Dragon's blood, he needed the Ice Dragon's tendon … At least, that was what that wretched doctor told him.

But, how could he lay his hands on his savior, Ice Dragon?

When it looked at him with a face full of resentment, it always made Mo Qingdi think of it as the image of Fang Yan. No matter what, he could not bear to lay his hands on it …

But, Mo Qingdi did not give up just because of this.

For example, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to make sure that Ice Dragon was not in the cave. He quickly stuffed the half of the ginseng fruit in his hand into his mouth, got up and walked towards the depths of the cave.

It was not the first time that Mo Qingdi wanted to break into Ice Dragon's cave to see what was going on, but every time, he would be discovered by Ice Dragon.

It stood in front of Mo Qingdi, its small eyes staring at him without blinking, as if it was saying to him: Don't go in, don't go in, okay …

Every time he encountered such a situation, Mo Qingdi would smile apologetically at it, then turn around and go back.

Ice Dragon acted as if nothing had happened, shaking its head as it followed behind him. When it was cold, it would bring him a piece of snow wolf skin, when it was hungry, it would bring him his favorite red lava fruit …

What was in Ice Dragon's treasury? Was there a treasure that could heal his broken meridians?

Mo Qingdi wanted to go and see, so he had to go and see … He knew that this was very impolite, and very immoral. If there were storytellers in the Ice Dragon Realm, they would probably have a story similar to "Mister Dong Guo and the Wolf": Once upon a time, there was a cute and kind Ice Dragon, his name was Mister Dong Guo. One day, when he was out foraging for food, he suddenly encountered a volcanic eruption. As he ran for his life, he found a human who was also running for his life … In the end, that cruel and shameless human stole his treasure, leaving him penniless.

After a period of recuperation, as well as the nourishment of all kinds of nutritious food every day, Mo Qingdi's body had recovered a lot, even stronger than when he first entered the Land of Extreme Cold …

When he was practicing martial arts in the morning, sometimes when he clenched his fist, he could even feel a faintly discernible flow of air in his body. Of course, when he wanted to carefully feel it, the flow of air would quickly disappear.

He was sure that it was not an illusion. Perhaps it was the effect of those rare fruits, he had indeed recovered some of his strength. Some of the small meridians had already been opened, but the main artery was still broken … Air could not enter, like mud sinking into the sea, unable to make any waves.

Mo Qingdi's movements were very fast, his feet lightly bounced on the ground, and his body had already scurried far away. His body was almost floating in the wind, a little like he was riding the wind … After spending so much time with that little transparent dog, even the way he walked was somewhat similar to it.

Although Mo Qingdi had never successfully entered the Ice Dragon's treasure cave, he could roughly guess where it was located.

Moreover, he had done countless calculations, and according to the Ice Dragon's usual speed, and the time it took for it to enter the cave to retrieve the fruits … he could roughly estimate the distance.

The cave was deep and narrow, and the deeper he went, the gloomier and colder it became.

On both sides of the cave, as well as the ceiling, there were ice sculptures. Those icicles were of different sizes, long or short, thick or thin, in all kinds of strange shapes, presenting a magical state in this dim light.

Mo Qingdi was a skilled and daring person, so he was not afraid of these shadows and ice sculptures. But, he walked along this long and narrow passage for a long time, and still did not find the existence of any cave …

Could it be that the Ice Dragon's intelligence was so high that it could set up a password or a secret door as a smokescreen?

Mo Qingdi's hand touched the cold stone wall, and the icy touch spread throughout his body, but there was nothing he wanted.

His hand stroked the stone wall all the way, some smooth, some protruding, but still could not find any cave that could be used to hide the treasure …

"Where is it?" Mo Qingdi's eyes swept across the cave.

He looked everywhere, and felt that everything was strange, but none of them was the place he was looking for.

After walking for another ten meters, a dark cold pond appeared.

The pond water was silent, and completely dark. At first glance, it looked like a deep black hole, and there was no way to see what was inside.

Mo Qingdi walked to the side of the pond, and before he even got close, a bone-chilling cold spread from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if there was a prehistoric giant beast hiding in the cold water, and could swallow the intruder at any time.

Mo Qingdi stared at the pond water, and after a long time, he suddenly threw himself into the cold pond.

Splash …

Water splashed everywhere.

The moment Mo Qingdi fell into the water, it was as if someone had cast a freezing spell on his body. The muscles of his body contracted violently, and even his heart stopped beating.

Cold!

A cold that he had never experienced before!

This kind of cold was beyond the limits of human endurance. The gentle and pervasive water was like a sharp knife, incessantly cutting into Mo Qingdi's body.

It cut his face, his nose, his eyes, his arms and thighs, and every inch of his body …

The icy cold water gushed into his body through his pores. Even the hairs on his body had turned into fine silver needles, stimulating every acupoint in his body with the needles ….

Because of the self-defense mechanism of his body, when Mo Qingdi fell into the water and was attacked by the cold, his body naturally curled into a ball, like a fried prawn in a pan of oil …

When Mo Qingdi's brain gradually regained consciousness, when he was able to think, when he wanted to reach out and swim deeper into the cold pond, he found that his hands could not move, and his feet could not straighten. It was as if his whole body was frozen …

He was like a zombie, immersed in the bone-chilling cold water, sinking all the way into the endless darkness.

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