Doom Roar

[Ice Heart Fighting Spirit] The ice crystal long knife and ice crystal giant claws are not real ice, but just hard crystals that look like ice. After all, real ice can’t reach the strength of cutting steel, so it’s impossible Melt ice to get water.

Xu Mo also thought about using the condensation method to condense the water vapor in the space to obtain water, but after experiments, he found that this is not realistic.

First of all, there is no suitable container to hold water, and a large part of the fine water mist will evaporate again before it forms water droplets and gathers together.

Secondly, this is not the outside world full of trees, and there is not so much water vapor to use, even the water naturally emitted by his and Zhao Shenyou's bodies will be quickly absorbed by the surrounding limestone rocks, and the water will be forced to condense instead. Make the air drier, but accelerate the body's dehydration.

So the only thing Xu Mo can do is to use his own extreme cold internal force to cool down and control the surrounding temperature to a slightly lower level, so as to reduce the loss of water caused by sweating. [

"Chinese, I'm cold."

Before Zhao Shenyou fled in a panic, he ran out wearing only an undershirt, he couldn't adapt to the sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, he couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously leaned into Xu Mo's arms.

Xu Mo didn't have any extra warm clothes at hand, so he took off his coat and long gown, put it on for Zhao Shenyou, and held her tightly in his arms.

"Hanwen, you told me about the outside world, so I'll also tell you about the inside of the palace, okay?"

Although Xu Mo wanted to tell her that talking would speed up the loss of moisture, but in this dark and closed space, if there was no sound for a long time, the feeling of depression and fear would be very difficult, so he nodded.

"My sister and I lived in the palace of Lin'an as long as we can remember. At first we thought the palace was very big, and we couldn't run for a whole day. Later, as we grew up, we felt that the palace was very small..."

Lying quietly in Xu Mo's arms, Zhao Shenyou recounted her memories of the past ten years as if telling a story.

Although life in the palace is exquisite and luxurious, it is far less colorful than the outside world. Many things that Zhao Shenyou finds interesting are extremely interesting to ordinary children, but Xu Mo knows that this is the real palace, but he does not express it If he showed any impatience, when Zhao Shenyou couldn't help laughing, he would also laugh in good faith.

In this way, Xu Mo and Zhao Shenyou cuddled together in this small space, telling each other their stories, those beautiful or tragic pasts, when they were hungry, they took a few bites of the bread that Xu Mo carried, and when they were sleepy, They hugged each other and fell asleep, and then continued to repeat the previous process after waking up.

The sun and the moon underground, even Xu Mo's biological clock was disturbed by the darkness that seemed to never end, and he couldn't figure out how long it had passed, only that Zhao Shenyou's sleep time became shorter and shorter every time, and his spirit began to appear anxious signs of depression.

Moreover, the thing that worried Xu Mo the most happened. At some point, Zhao Shenyou's body became seriously dehydrated. His hands and feet were cold, his pulse was fast and weak, and his consciousness sometimes became clear and sometimes blurred.

"Han Wen... I'm so thirsty... Am I going to die..." Zhao Shenyou forcefully pressed her head on Xu Mo's chest, listening to Xu Mo's strong and powerful heartbeat, she felt that she was still alive.

"God bless, don't talk, you'll be fine."

Xu Mo could only comfort her softly at this moment, but anyone could see that if he didn't replenish water in time, Zhao Shenyou might not last long.

"No, I want to say... I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say it if I don't." Zhao Shenyou shook his head stubbornly, stroking Xu Mo's face with his cold palm, "Hanwen, do you know...although I'm going to die soon Yes, but I don't regret running away from the palace at all...Because I met you...If God could give me another chance to choose again...I would still escape...but I won't be willful again, I I will obediently go back with you...even if I want to marry that barbarian emperor...at least, it will allow you to live..."

"God bless, stop talking..." For some reason, the tears in Xu Mo's eyes couldn't stop flowing down.

At this moment, the Zhao Shenyou in his eyes was no longer the projection of the eccentric Tang Guo, but the paranoid but kind and lovely Princess Long who was born in the emperor's family.

"Hanwen...you are the first man in this life who cried for me, I will always remember..." Zhao Shenyou groped for Xu Mo's hand, squeezed it as hard as he could, and murmured in a low voice: " Hold the hand of the son...and grow old together...the birth is the same quilt...the death is the same coffin..."

After saying these last few words, Zhao Shenyou's hand suddenly became loose, and he no longer responded to Xu Mo's call, and fell into a coma again. [

"God bless, whether you are the real Tang Guo or not, I will not let you die!"

Xu Mo wiped away the tears, laid Zhao Shenyou flat on the ground and opened his jaw, condensed out a short ice crystal blade, aimed at his wrist and cut it fiercely.

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The slightly fishy-sweet blood continued to flow into Zhao Shenyou's mouth. She had already lost the ability to think in a coma, and she didn't know what she was drinking. The instinct to survive made her greedily swallow the sweet liquid like an oasis. In the end, he even hugged Xu Mo's wrist and sucked it hard.

Under the special physique of the One Power Awakened, the wound on Xu Mo's wrist healed so fast that he had to cut it open three or four times to feed Zhao Shenyou.

Although the short-term massive blood loss would not kill Xu Mo, it also made him feel dizzy, and fell asleep in a trance.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Mo was awakened from his sleep by a few drops of cool water. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Shenyou kneeling beside him, crying and cutting his wrist with the sharp corner of a gravel. It was a bloody mess.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing?" Xu Mo screamed and knocked off the stone in her hand.

"Han Wen? Are you awake? Are you alright?" Zhao Shenyou was overwhelmed with surprise, and flew into Xu Mo's arms, beating his chest and crying loudly, "Why are you so stupid! I'll die if I die, why do you want to die?" Feed me with your blood! If you're dead, what's the point of living by myself?"

It was only then that Xu Mo realized that Zhao Shenyou was trying to imitate him by cutting his wrists to draw blood to feed him.

"Don't do stupid things in the future, didn't I tell you? I have a lot of blood, and I can't die if I bleed a little." Xu Mo's nose was a little sore, and he pulled Zhao Shenyou's wrist over, tore off the hem of his coat and After he bandaged her up, he held her tightly in his arms and said, "I saved your life. Without my permission, you are not allowed to die. Do you hear me?"

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Everyone seems to like picking bugs, so Shinobu should take the initiative to explain.

Hold your hand and grow old with you.This sentence was used to describe the friendship of comrades-in-arms in Tang and Song Dynasties, not to describe husband and wife as it is now.Life in the same quilt and death in the same coffin, from Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions", appearing here is a bit time-travelled, but that's what it means, please don't take it seriously.