Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 39 Ice Spirit
But Mo Jiu's eyes darkened. He didn't want to end this journey so quickly. If possible, he hoped that time could be suspended.

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Ye Shurong walked forward, the surrounding scenery was gradually covered with frost, and the air became colder and colder.

Ye Shurong stayed beside a icy swamp, which is a very suitable place for that kind of thing to live in, but she didn't see what she was looking for, only countless grasses with ice blue crystal leaves.

Just when she wanted to move on, a gust of cold wind with ice and snow came, and Mo Jiu instinctively stood in front of Ye Shurong.

"A pure fairy girl, and... a monster."

The female voice was cold and clear, with some ethereal and ethereal, but Ye Shurong didn't hear the last word she murmured clearly.

For some reason, Mo Jiu rushed out suddenly, with a strong killing intent.

"Mo Jiu! Stop!"

Ye Shurong didn't block him, but he stopped, standing on the ice, clasping the neck of a beauty with ice-blue long hair, as if a slight movement could break that fragile neck.

With ice-blue hair and eyes, and clothes made of ice and snow, the power she released caused snowflakes to condense around her.

"You are... the spirit of the ice realm, but although it's cold here, it hasn't reached the point where you can give birth to a natural spirit."

Bing Ling didn't answer her, she looked at Mo Jiu in fear, she was obviously just a transformed human being, but at that moment she had the illusion of being locked in by death.

If it wasn't for the immortal girl who stopped him, she might have disappeared into the world...

Ye Shurong stepped forward and pulled Mo Jiu's hand off. This ice spirit had no killing intent.

Mo Jiu looked at Ye Shurong, her eyes were the same as before, she didn't hear it... It's great.

He held Ye Shurong's hand backhand, Ye Shurong shook it several times but he didn't let go.

Ye Shurong felt a little hot on his face, so he stopped looking at him and turned to Bingling.

"I'm sorry, we have no malicious intentions." Ye Shurong smiled apologetically, it was she and Mo Jiu who were rude first.

Bing Ling took a look at Mo Jiu, her ice-blue eyes still lingering in terror.

Ye Shurong used his hands silently, but the man didn't seem to feel it, and still looked at him tenderly.

"Young girl of the fairy clan, are you also here for the Ice Soul Snow Lotus?"

"Ice Soul Snow Lotus? No, we're just looking for this kind of thing called Wenling Grass."

Ye Shurong showed the picture given by Mu Cen to Bingling.

"It's this kind of grass? I know where it is, and I can take you there, but please do me a little favor."

Bing Ling's blue eyes were full of pleading and a little eager, she was not lying.

"If I can help you with my ability..."

"It will definitely work, please help, I... can give you half of the Ice Soul Snow Lotus I got!" Bing Ling spoke impatiently, as if she had made some kind of difficult decision.

Ye Shurong didn't doubt much, most of the creatures born in the world like Bingling are pure in mind, except for those who are used by those who are interested.

She belongs to the same category as Void Spirit Xiaokong, but with different attributes.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Shurong decided to agree to her, but Mo Jiu next to her didn't look very happy, and when she occasionally glanced at Bing Ling, she would inadvertently show killing intent.

"I would like to ask you to help pick the ice lotus. As a spirit of ice and snow, I cannot enter the place where it grows." Bing Ling looked at Ye Shurong earnestly, "I was born in the world, different from those in the fairyland. My life Connected to the ice and snow of the world, and the ice and snow of the world are fading away, and if I can't get it, I will disappear in a short time."

No wonder the power of this ice spirit is so weak, and the breath of life is far inferior to Xiaokong.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Girl of the fairy clan, thank you very much, I will take you there right away!"

(End of this chapter)