"If you don't believe me, you can wait and see." Murong Jiu glanced at Ye Qinghuan inscrutablely, and saw through the rebellious and unruly soul in the bones of this unremarkable girl.

And Murong Jiu didn't feel shocked, but was proud, because the Murong family's blood and blood should be like this.

Ye Qinghuan's cold arrogance didn't last long, the feeling of alternating between cold and hot in the body was better than before, the skin was hot, but the bones were extremely cold.

The two kinds of torment alternated, Ye Qinghuan's face turned blue, the two rows of shell teeth were clenched tightly, and the slender fingers scratched traces on the ice sculpture, making a subtle sound.

Murong Jiu saw Ye Qinghuan's patient expression, knowing that she was suffering a lot again, and couldn't help but feel a slight thorn in his heart.

"This king will go back when he goes, you stay here, don't go anywhere." Murong Jiu admonished in a cold tone, stretched out his hand and tapped Ye Qinghuan's acupoint, and quickly turned to leave.

Damn it! Ye Qinghuan's ice eyes spewed with anger, and this bastard man pointed at her again! Was he afraid that she would run away?

In fact, Murong Jiu was indeed concerned about this.

Ye Qinghuan is now charming and poisonous, if he runs out rashly and encounters bad people, something unexpected will happen, and Murong Jiu can't afford this kind of consequence.

Therefore, Murong Jiu sealed Ye Qinghuan's acupoint, and few people entered the thousand-year-old cold cave, not to mention that there was Murong Jiu's secret guard outside the cave to protect him, so naturally he would not let Ye Qinghuan's appearance be seen by outsiders.

But things got struck.

Less than a stick of incense after Murong Jiu left, suddenly two figures swept into the thousand-year-old cold cave, one black and one white, chattering, and the tone was not lively.

"Hey! I said, stinky old man, did you really hide your baby here? "A voice that listened to the old but mixed with excitement, containing a very loud power, penetrated the entire cold cave.

"That's nature, this tribute wine is very mellow and fragrant, but unfortunately it is easy to spoil, when the king of the Western Regions paid tribute to the dynasty, he used a lot of ice cubes!" Another old voice laughed.

"Haha! I see, you must have stolen the tribute wine, and quickly hid this thousand-year-old cold cave to prevent it from breaking, right? ”

"Exactly!"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, it was still a man, Ye Qinghuan's expression tightened, and he gritted his teeth and scolded Murong Jiu: Damn bastard man, didn't he think that there would be outsiders breaking in here?

Two figures floated in, like ghosts.

"Huh? Why is there a little girl here? The white-robed old man stood still, his tone surprised.

The black-robed old man glanced at it faintly and snorted coldly: "Can't you see that she has fallen into the world's most vicious 'Leaving Hate Spring'?" Naturally, the cold will resist here. ”

The white-robed old man suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, yes, that's right, it's the spring of hatred!" ”

Ye Qinghuan's face was slightly soothed, fortunately they were two old men, and they didn't look like they were obsessed, presumably she wouldn't have an accident.

But things changed the next moment.

"Black old demon, why don't we take this girl away and see if this Lihing Chun can make an antidote?" The white-robed old man suddenly proposed with great interest, staring at Ye Qinghuan with shining eyes, as if Ye Qinghuan was a delicious meal.

The black-robed old man called the 'Black Old Demon' had an indifferent face and said coldly: "Whatever you like." ”

The white-robed old man suddenly laughed: "Okay! Little girl, you go back to the palace with us, if you can make an antidote, then your fate is great, if you can't make an antidote, it means that you are not good! ”

After laughing, the white-robed old man grabbed Ye Qinghuan by the waist and carried it in his hand like a chicken.