Half fairy

Chapter 415

Wu Dao was a little surprised, he didn't expect the man in the iron mask to be so knowledgeable, to kneel so happily, and to be subdued so cleanly.

Mrs. Wu didn't look surprised at all. In his eyes, these people seemed to be like ants, as if they should really crawl under his feet. He looked down and asked, "Why did you let you go?"

The man in the iron mask who bowed his head immediately raised his head and said: "The old man will go out sooner or later, but I know the secrets of some important people outside, and I can play a great role for the old man. I beg the old man to give me the next opportunity to serve."

Having said that, Mrs. Wu was quite moved. The blue halberd leaning on the ground nodded, and the single-bladed edge was lowered to the face of the man in the iron mask. The tip of the blade moved down and slid along the metal mask to the front of his neck. The tip of the blade hovered around his neck.

The Adam's apple of the man in the iron mask was struggling and throbbing non-stop, nervous, very nervous, but obedient, not daring to move, risking his life.

In the end, with a flick of the blade tip, the iron face was lifted off his face, revealing a rather imposing man's face.

With a clang, the iron face fell not far away.

The tip of the blade also stopped between the eyebrows of the man who was kneeling on one knee. The tip of the blade moved suddenly, and the man subconsciously wanted to raise his head to avoid it, but he was still a step too late. There was a pain between the eyebrows, and a cut had already been cut.

Fortunately, the tip of the blade did not continue to attack.

The man also resisted and didn't move anymore, but he felt the blood slipping from between his eyebrows and across the bridge of his nose, and then he saw drops of blood dripping on the ground.

He looked at the wrinkled old guy in front of him in surprise, not knowing what this old guy was going to do.

The sharp blade retracted by Mrs. Wu pierced the tip of his index finger, but no blood flowed out.

Boom!The blue halberd struck the ground again.

Old Master Wu held his halberd and closed his eyes, and suddenly took a deep breath, and seemed to lift something from his abdomen to his chest. His whole body trembled slightly, and his expression seemed to be in pain. It was obvious that he was casting a spell.

His bulging chest was slowly calming down, but a little blood was slowly emerging from the wound on the raised index finger. The dark red blood was full of evil spirits, and there was a dark red light flashing from time to time.The blood drop was getting bigger and bigger, and the evil energy surrounding it was getting stronger.

After the blood drop gradually reached the size of a soybean, Old Master Wu's puffed chest slowly calmed down, and he slowly opened his eyes. He moved forward, and the evil blood drop on his index finger was sent to the eyebrow of the kneeling man.

The man in the iron mask realized something, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't help asking: "Mr., what is this for?"

Mrs. Wu just did nothing and didn't respond.

The man in the iron mask was really terrified, his head subconsciously tilted back, he wanted to escape, and the choice before him was nothing more than accepting and fleeing.

However, the consequences of escaping are obvious, the strength gap between the two sides is huge, he cannot escape, and the consequence of escaping may be immediate death!

To die now, or to die in the future?
Weighing the pros and cons, he chose the latter and didn't dodge any more. He closed his eyes with difficulty, regretting that he should have taken a wrong step because of his desire for profit.

A little red light from Mr. Wu's fingertips suddenly pressed into the wound between the man in the iron mask's forehead with lightning speed, and fixed it there. His clothes fluttered.

When his fingers left the gap between the eyebrows, the wound between the eyebrows of the Man in the Iron Mask had healed without any scars.

The man in the iron mask was in more and more pain, his legs were kneeling, his face turned red and white, his whole body was shaking, and he said with difficulty: "Old man, I feel so uncomfortable, what did you do to me, vomit..." After a while Retching, putting his hands on the ground, retching non-stop, and looking like a dog on all fours.

Wu Daoxin, who was on the side, seemed to be concerned, and remembered something.

Mrs. Wu: "What did you do? I am called a 'sacrifice', and being my 'sacrifice' is my recognition of you and allowing you to work for me. If something happens to me, you will not live, no matter what Wherever you are, I can find you, and to serve me is to wear shackles!"

The man in the iron mask shook his head in pain, and finally fell to the ground. Blue earthworm patterns appeared on the surface of his skin. He curled up and roared in a muffled voice, as if he had endured unimaginable pain for outsiders...

In the biting ice, even though he couldn't move, Yu Qing continued to cast spells to fight the cold.

As long as he is a normal person, no one is willing to give up his life easily.

Despair is inevitable, he let go of his grievances and returned to Linglong Temple, where the mountains are beautiful and the green mountains are pleasant.

When he was still young, he sat in front of the desk on the window sill, with his short legs dangling, practicing calligraphy with a brush in his hand, but his eyes peeked at the squirrels on the tree outside from time to time. The two squirrels chased each other, sometimes jumped to the roof, and sometimes jumped back to the tree .

The wild fruit he picked might have been stolen by those two guys. At that time, he was thinking about how to catch the two squirrels later.

At that time, the master was still there, stroking his beard with one hand and holding a spanking ruler with the other, and the sunlight outside was just right.

The sun was very warm, and sometimes he would stare at the sun and cover his eyes with his palms, looking through his fingers, which was a bit dazzling.

Suddenly, it was not glaring, but stinging.

The burning pain from his left hand pulled him back to his senses, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand due to the pain.

This subconscious retraction of his hand surprised him immediately, the palm that felt the burning pain was able to move.

He couldn't see what was going on, the burning pain was still there, he moved his palm, and when he touched the water, it was scalding hot water.

His blinded eyes seemed to sense a red light, and he realized something instantly, and he was overjoyed.

The scalding temperature was getting higher and higher, and he had to use his skills to resist it, otherwise his hand might be cooked, and he had to resist the freezing cold and scalding hot water at the same time, which was called sour.

The range of rolling became wider and wider, first the palm could move, then the forearm, then the whole arm, and then half of the body.

After one half of his body lost its restraint, he immediately freed the other half of his body by casting a spell, and his whole body was surrounded by warmth.

He opened his eyes and looked at the fiery red light source emitting warmth, yes, it was the guy with the big head!

The big head was also frozen, obviously trying to save itself!

But, why did his hands feel hot when the big head had already melted into such a large space?

He realized that the big head should have left him as his master and escaped before, but he was also frozen in time.

Yu Qing cursed this little guy who betrayed his master, but he was still very happy to see it.

Before, it felt that the seabed was so deep, and the pressure was so great, that the big head might not be able to bear it, and he was already dead.

Now it seems that I really underestimated the big head.

If you think about it, you might be able to kill the big head with a hammer, but the pressure of the deep sea may not be able to do anything to the big head.

The original big head was hidden under the underground lava most of the time, and the pressure of the underground lava was probably not light. To survive in that environment, the body structure of the big head should be like a fish in the deep sea. It is able to withstand a certain pressure in the depths of the sea.

The big hair is full of power, resisting the ice, and the red light bursts out with strong heat, and keeps going upwards.

Yu Qing looked around and saw two fluorite lights in the ice, and knew that they were the positions of Lao Qi and Lao Jiu who escaped with him.

Needless to say, he immediately drew his sword, and turned the upward-bending big head to the direction, telling him not to keep running up, only caring about his own escape, the most important thing is to save people first, otherwise the ghost knows how long Lao Qi and Lao Jiu can last.

Getting closer, he finally got close to Nanzhu first, freed Nanzhu's hand first, and suddenly saw Nanzhu's hand in the scalding hot water with five fingers spread and then clenched, bouncing wildly, obviously Stimulated by accident.

As long as it can move, it means that the person is still alive, and Yu Qing feels relieved a lot.

After a while, the hot water melted Nanzhu out of the ice.

Nanzhu, who was out of trouble, was obviously overjoyed, pointing at the big head, and gesticulating for a while.

Yu Qing didn't have time to understand his sign language and foot language, and continued to drive the big head towards Mu Aotie.

The big head also seemed to have a certain spirituality, and he probably understood what he was doing, and he was quite cooperative. Later, he didn't need to use his sword to chase him away. Where Yu Qing pointed, the big head swam over.

The three brothers escaped together, they were not far away, and not long after, they rescued Mu Aotie again.

The three brothers met again, and Mu Aotie pointed at the big head from time to time, obviously a little excited for the big head.

Under Yu Qing's instigation, the big head immediately let go and went up to boil the water.

The heat is easy to go upward, and the speed of melting ice is much faster immediately.

The three brothers and sisters were farther away from the big head, and it was too hot to be close. Thinking about how to cook tea, a pot of cold water can be boiled by throwing the big head in. One can imagine the power.

It is more comfortable for the three of them to hide in the place where the hot and cold water are mixed. They don't need to resist the cold or heat, and they can also save the loss of their cultivation bases, and slowly go up with the big head.

The power of ice assimilation seems to be not small, and the three of them can feel that the place where they escaped seems to be slowly frozen again.

Time passed little by little.

The darkness was gradually abandoned under their feet, and the ice layer above became brighter and brighter.

Later, the light was able to cover the red light on the big head and the light of the fluorite on their hands.

When the red light on Datou's body was extinguished, Datou disappeared, leaving behind a hole in the sky.

Yu Qing, who was in the comfortable water temperature, immediately floated up and wiped it with his hands. Yes, the ice layer opened his eyes, and a hole was burned in his head and he ran away first.

An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, why do you always think about running first?Yu Qing cursed secretly in her heart, and immediately slammed her palm upwards, bang, a big hole was opened in the ice.

Soon, the three brothers jumped out of the water one after another and landed on the thick ice.

The three of them, who had held their breath for a long time, gasped for breath, greedily breathing in the cold air, and at the same time looked around at the white expanse, it was really a frozen ice field.

Look at the setting sun, good guy, it's already mid-afternoon, and it takes two or three hours to escape in the sea.

The three of them quickly worked to shake off the water vapor on their bodies, and first recovered their dryness.

There was a flurry of flying around, seeing the big head flying back with a buzzing sound, Nan Zhu hurriedly stretched out his hand to meet it.

The falling head stumbled and turned somersaults in his palm, and it seemed that his legs and feet were weak when he got up again, which was the result of too much exhaustion.

"Ouch." Nanzhu stomped his feet, held it in both hands, and yelled, "My life-saving ancestor is tired, hurry up, Lingmi, the Lingmi you carry with you, hurry up and get it to mend it .”

(End of this chapter)