The Son of Heaven poured out his heart to the unconscious Xi Mutong.

After saying this, he calmed down a little, so he smiled bitterly, carefully lifted her head, and put it on his lap.

He knew very well that what she was going to do next would make her already painful body hit by severe pain again, but if she didn't get through this, she was afraid that she would never wake up again.

He didn't want to see her suffer, but he couldn't let her die, so he had to be ruthless, put his palms together, and walked the qi of the dantian to his arms, and then into his palms.

Pulling apart the palms, a rolling golden ball of light appeared, and within the ball of light, the pear petals swirled and flew with a powerful air current, and the dots of light swirled into glowing mist bands, piercing out of the sphere, forming a ring, and surrounding it again.

When he saw that the ball of light had been formed, he immediately turned his palms into the upper left and lower right, and after aligning, he struck a "snap" to shatter the ball of light.

The shining pear petals were without the support of the sphere, and the fog belt quickly dispersed, and together with the ten thousand pieces of broken gold broken by the sphere, it rained down on Xi Mutong's body, and then melted and penetrated into her body.

These broken gold and petals, it seems that the temperature is extremely high, as soon as they enter the body, Xi Mutong began to shake violently in a coma, it seems that it is really unbearable to bear this kind of heat, so he wants to throw out those fragments. Her facial features became distorted as a result, and her eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together.

Fearing that her shaking would hinder the movement of those fragments in her body, causing the broken bones to be unclean, so she had to hold on to her two hands, regardless of whether she could hear it or not, and whispered like a child: "I know, Tong'er hurts, but it will be fine soon, and when the broken ice turns into ice water and flows out, Tong'er will never be cut by the broken ice again, and it won't hurt, so Tong'er must be obedient and obedient......"

His words seemed to have an effect, although Xi Mutong was burned unbearably by those broken pieces of light, his tightened eyebrows were soothed a little bit, and finally returned to tranquility. The corners of her bloody lips seemed to have a happy smile on them.

Caracal soothed her and slowly returned her hands to her sides.

At this time, droplets of cold water began to appear on her fingertips, seeping out of her fingertips and flowing down the ice bed.

Seeing that the ice water finally melted, and knowing that the fragments and petals were working, the tense nerves relaxed for a moment.

The ice water flowed faster and faster, forming ten tiny water jets on Xi Mutong's ten fingers, ticking, and also diluting the blood around her body.

The caracer rolled up his sleeves and carefully wiped her face, and that beautiful face appeared in front of him again.

He looked at her affectionately and couldn't help but want to kiss her, but he could only keep repeating three words to her: "I love you......"

The Xuan Bing water was flowing, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling like the ice water.

At this moment, a person suddenly flashed outside the ice gate, holding a sword with a cold light, which went straight to his throat, and asked coldly: "Who are you? What are you doing to my aunt?"

The Son of Heaven is not guarded, and he is forced by this cold front, and he does not panic.

He wanted to turn his head, but the man shouted: "Don't move, otherwise the tip of the sword will go in!"

He had no choice but to remain in his original position, motionless.

If the broken ice in Xi Mutong's body is to be completely melted, it will take a certain amount of time, and he can just use it to deal with this person, so he said: "If you don't want Xi Muxian to die, put down the sword." Otherwise, kill me, the only person who can save her, and let me die with her. The choice is yours.

"This ......," the man exclaimed, probably panicked by what he said, and his hand shook violently, and he felt a cold on his neck, presumably having been pulled out of a blood mark.

The man was probably struggling with his thoughts, and after a few more seconds, he finally moved the sword away, and he was able to turn his head to look at him, it was at the entrance of the Xuanbing Cave that he saw the young man in the wind of the jade tree.

Vicious gently put Xi Mutong flat on the ice bed, jumped down by himself, looked the young man up and down, and asked, "You are the apprentice of Yue Zhuxian, the first disciple of Jiluo Mountain, Shui Ling'er, right?"

This uninvited guest didn't know him, but he could call his name, Shui Ling'er couldn't think of the reason, and was stunned for a moment.

Looking at this person carefully, the temperament that loves beauty has come up again, and I can't help but admire his demeanor in my heart.

At first glance, I thought he was just a weak and elegant scholar, but if you look closely, you can read the manhood between his eyebrows.

He was dressed in a warm yellow gauze robe with an elegant pear blossom pattern embroidered on the collar and cuffs. Because he was close, he could still smell the fragrance of his body.

Compared with the four beautiful men mentioned by Zhu Xing, this person's temperament is even better.

"How can such a beautiful man be born in the world?" Shui Ling'er was stunned, and then peeked at his master and aunt, and suddenly felt that if these two stood together, wouldn't they be a good match for Xia Ming Yuying, the best match in the world? )