I Am A Role Model! Blackmail!

The cave at this time was already filled with snow, and Zhang San and Xiang Liusi were naturally pressed to the bottom.

The two were in a small space supported by Zhang San, feeling the severe cold coming from all directions, and the atmosphere was dull.

Zhang San suddenly asked, "Do you... hate me?"

After asking, there was silence for several seconds, and then there was a slight, weak voice, and the resonance of the voice caused my own chest to vibrate slightly.

"hatred!"

Xiang Liusi didn't think much, and then answered, because from her point of view, she and Zhang San were already mortal, and now they were just barely surviving.

Hate or hate, what else is there to say?

"..." The two fell into silence again, Zhang San sighed secretly, the reason why he asked this was because he wanted to confirm how Xiang Liusi was at this time.

Even if he burns his source, Xiang Liusi may not be able to spend it safely, because he doesn't know, it's been a few days now, even Li Dao, the real body, doesn't know.

If he can persevere later, he will try his best to persevere later, so that the probability is greater.

"You...want to eat sweet potatoes?" Zhang San asked again.

The sweet potato was mentioned again, and Xiang Liusi became hungry all of a sudden, thinking about it carefully, he hadn't eaten for several days.

Under the influence of the blackmail rope, Xiang Liusi will be hungry, but Zhang San will not.

Xiang Liusi didn't say anything, because in her opinion, it was meaningless. In such a severe cold, it would be nice to be able to hug one's own body temperature. How could it be possible to bake sweet potatoes?

But the next second, she was stunned.

In the darkness, a rune of formation suddenly flashed, and a sweet sweet potato appeared in Zhang San's hands.

This array is the fragrance array depicted by Zhang San, which can retain the fragrance of sweet potatoes, but the temperature is actually cold.

Zhang San was afraid that Xiang Liusi would not be able to hold on, and seeing that she liked sweet potatoes, he brought her one specially.

"It's a little cold, but the taste is still there." Zhang San handed it to Xiang Liusi and fed her as usual.

Xiang Liusi didn't refuse either. He took a small bite. Although the sweet potato had been frozen into ice cubes, the taste was really charming, especially since he had been hungry for several days.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Zhang San clearly felt that Xiang Liusi was a little bit more energetic.

In this small space, there is no concept of time, Xiang Liusi has never really known, what is he insisting on, how long does it make a difference? Just a few more days of suffering...

"I still have one... wait for the time... I'll give you another... You must, must, eat, you know?"

"Um…"

Feeling Xiang Liusi in his arms nodded slightly, Zhang San chuckled lightly, and then a heavy feeling came, and slowly he couldn't open his eyes...

He knew that his own limit had come. If his own Cultivation Base was higher, he might be able to use the strangeness of Nanming Shenhuo to fight the severe cold here...

It's a pity that he is only in the realm of destiny. Even if there is Nanming Shenhuo, he can only last here...

Then...then it's time to start burning the source...

Zhang San forcibly raised a little bit of spirit, his blood and veins were all condensed by Nanming Shenhuo, the so-called burning source is burning himself.

He decided to delay his own burning time as much as possible...

Thinking about it, in this dim little space, the temperature has slightly ascended.

"It seems... warm...?" Xiang Liusi hesitated, thinking about it, it must be his own illusion.

I've heard from others before that when it's cold to a certain extent, you'll feel warmer instead. Thinking about it...I'm in this state right now...

But...really...suddenly so sleepy...I really want to sleep...

Xiang Liusi tilted her head and put her head on Zhang San, listening to the slight heartbeat, slowly heaving her chest back and forth, like a cradle, urging her to fall asleep.

Slowly, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she thought a lot in her mind...

She was really tired. As the leader of the Vermillion Bird formation, she had to be alert to the beast tide in the Man-eating Forest, and also to keep an eye on the wind and grass in Qingzhou.

She had seen with her own eyes how cruel the Blood Devil was to a state, and the living were like livestock, not... even livestock.

Even... if there were no such great formations to suppress the entire Cheongju, the ground of Cheongju would immediately seep blood... That is the true face of Cheongju...

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, human flesh paving the way... hordes of demons dance...

The Northern Demon Sect, which Gong Hong went to destroy, at first thought it was just a rioting little Sect, but after the disciples were killed one after another, they began to investigate and found out that they had some connections with the Blood Devil remnants, so... Gong Hong went to destroy it...

Feng Lao sacrificed himself to seal the entire Cannibal Forest, but at this time... even this seal began to weaken... She could roughly guess that Feng Lao could only stop the Beastmaster of the Cannibal Forest in the end... and the Beastmaster's banner The sixteen Demonic Beasts, the strength is not bad...

Although when she was with Cultivation Base before, she always felt that these problems were nothing, and there were countermeasures.

But at this time...she suddenly felt very tired and aggrieved.

They left a bunch of tasks to themselves, and made themselves guarded here. They didn't even have a dao company. Li Tianyun, although the same is true, people live a good life. Know how many messengers are used.

Thinking of Li Tianyun, his son Li Dao is also pitiful. His parents are true love, but he is an accident.

Now... I'm about to die, I should let myself get a good night's sleep...

In the haze, she slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps she had no worries, she slept soundly and soundly, her whole body was warm, and she even had a dream...

Actually dreamed of Zhang San.

In the dream, Zhang San was very handsome and handsome. He wore the appearance of Li Dao when he was blackmailing others, but he recognized it at a glance, and was caught by himself, and then he tied him into a zongzi, Bring back the Sect and hang it from the door of the own cabin.

The first thing to do every day is to pick up the wicker and give him a hard lesson. Since that day, the cabin has been completely blocked, and no one can enter except myself...

Then... for some reason, I fell into his hands inexplicably... I didn't seem to be very resistant... On the contrary, I felt very relieved...

This dream was very long, and it was finally frozen in a heavy snow. The two sat by the fire. Zhang San was roasting two sweet potatoes while making fun of himself for being greedy. He was about to refute...

But... A gust of wind blew, the fire was extinguished, the bone-chilling chill struck again, and the world fell into darkness...

Xiang Liusi was stunned, her eyes snapped open, still which chest, which heartbeat, she couldn't tell for a while, whether it was a dream or reality.

"Are you awake?"

In the darkness, a low and magnetic voice sounded, with concern and worry, it was the same as in a dream.

"Well..." Xiang Liusi nodded lightly, perhaps because she had been in one position for too long, she moved subconsciously...

The next second, her beautiful eyes froze, her face full of disbelief, her voice trembled slightly, with panic, nervousness, and worry...

"What happened to your... your... leg...?"

Originally, she was curled up and surrounded by Zhang San's arms, but at this time... her curled body was actually sitting on the cold ground... Although she was still bound...

But she could clearly feel that Zhang San's legs were gone!

She has always been curious about how long Zhang San will be able to hold on, but... when that moment comes, she finds that... she is the last thing she wants this scene to happen...

God Burial Snow... is enough to freeze people into powder...