Everyone in the world of cultivators knows that my cultivation level is low but I can fight

Yushu opened his eyes and struggled to sit up.

He stared at his cold hands and frowned. This month, the backlash of his spiritual roots was earlier than expected.

There is no news at all about the Moon Spirit Ice Crystal Flower that complements his spiritual roots. If this continues, the backlash that once a month will become twice a month.

Suddenly, he took a breath of air, stood up in shock, and looked around.

As far as the eye could see, the originally verdant mountain forest was covered with silvery blue ice crystals, and there was a human-shaped ice sculpture not far from him.

The backlash came so suddenly and fiercely that he didn't have time to rush back to Yunmengju. He didn't expect it would have such serious consequences.

He held his forehead and sighed, then walked towards the humanoid ice sculpture.

When he got closer, he realized that the ice sculpture was actually a woman with a rabbit in her hand.

Take a closer look, isn't this his friend who died and came back to life?

He placed his hand on the head of the ice sculpture, and the silver-blue light flashed in his palm. The ice sculpture cracked, revealing Ran Changle's head.

With her head exposed to the air again, Ran Changle couldn't help but take a deep breath. Remembering the suffocation she felt when she turned into an ice sculpture just now, she wanted to reach out and pat her chest.

Um? Where are the hands?

Ran Changle looked down and saw that his body was still covered in ice, and only his head was exposed and could move.

It’s outrageous, worthy of being in the world of immortality!

She looked up and met an overly pale face. Ghost? Taking a closer look, it was the young man who fell from the sky.

He has clear contours, a high nose bridge, and a pair of light blue eyes as clear as glass, with a touch of alienation and scrutiny.

Beautiful, so beautiful! But he looked very ill.

When Ran Changle looked at Yushu, Yushu was also looking at her.

He saw her two years ago when he and Uncle Jiu left. At that time, she was small, sallow and thin, and was being beaten and scolded by her servants.

He wanted to help her, but at that time his body was already on the verge of danger and he had no choice but to leave first.

When I saw her this time, she had changed.

Although she is still as skinny as a stick, her eyebrows are exquisite, and it can be seen from an early age that she is a beautiful woman.

Seeing the environment he is in, he is not angry or afraid, and his eyes are still calm and clear when he looks over, which is really interesting.

He had always called her Ruyi before, but after listening to her conversation with the real Chu Ruyi that day, he realized that that was not her name, so he asked.

"Who are you anyway? What's your name?"

Perhaps the consequences of the backlash haven't fully healed yet, as Yushu's tone of voice was cold.

Hearing this cold voice, Ran Changle felt that it was familiar. She must have heard it in her previous life. She didn't care, but the man's tone was unpleasant.

She asked back: "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking others?"

"Do you know what situation you are in now?"

Yushu raised his eyebrows, this girl had a very stubborn temper.

"I know, I wouldn't be like this if it weren't for you."

Ran Changle looked directly into his eyes with a cold tone.

"Then do you know that as soon as I raise my hand, your life will be gone? How dare you talk to me like this?"

Seeing how stubborn she was, Yushu became very playful.

He reached out and grabbed Ran Changle's neck, tightening it slowly, trying to give her a little punishment to make her surrender.

Ran Changle's face became increasingly red due to lack of oxygen, and a strong sense of suffocation surrounded her.

Even though she felt that death was getting closer and closer to her, Ran Changle still pursed her lips, said nothing, and looked directly at him with cold eyes, without any fear.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Yushu let go of his hand and looked at her with a slight frown. This girl once again surprised him.

"Cough cough..."

Ran Changle coughed for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Afraid."

"Afraid, why don't you give in?" Yushu wondered.

"What is the relationship between fear of death and submission to softness? Fear of death is the instinct of every normal person." Ran Changle looked at Yushu speechlessly and continued, "As for submission to submission, why should I submit to submission if I have done nothing wrong?"

"Your argument is unique," Yushu's eyes were strange, "but if you don't give in, you will die."

"If you are a good person and I don't give in, you will let me go. If you are a bad person, you will not let me go even if I give in or even kneel down to beg for mercy. What does it matter whether I give in or not? Since it doesn't matter, why should I do it? That cowardly behavior?”

When he said this, Ran Changle looked at Yushu with his cold and stern eyes, as if he was the one who was frozen.

"That's very well said." Yushu stared at her for a while and said with a smile.

He raised his hand and waved, and all the ice on Ran Changle's body shattered, along with all the ice within a foot around him.

Although the ice shell shattered, Ran Changle's whole body was numb and temporarily unable to move because he had been frozen for too long.

As she lowered her head and slowly controlled her body to move bit by bit, she lamented that this boy was not very old, he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his strength was unfathomable.

Yushu saw that Ran Changle had been looking down at the rabbit she had handled. She remembered that she had thrown away the package when she jumped into the water. There should be no fire breakers to light the fire, so she was worried about holding the rabbit.

"I understand, just wait."

Ran Changle was a little confused, what do you know?

I saw Yushu taking one step and reaching ten feet away. After a few breaths, he disappeared.

When Ran Changle saw this scene, his eyes flashed with blazing fire.

"So fast! What kind of footwork is that? I wonder if the body transformation technique given by A Xi can reach such speed."

【A series products must be high-quality products】

"The desire to win is still very strong."

[Trigger the novice mission—Escape from the Chase 2. Difficulty: Moderate. 】

Moderate difficulty?

Ran Changle was about to ask A Xi when A Xi's voice sounded again.

[Complete the novice mission - Escape from Chase 1, and receive rewards: Luck +1, Spirit +1, Strength +1, Speed ​​+. Item reward obtained: low-level defensive weapon Butterfly Hosta. 】

[Magical weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons are all made by weapon refiners using various materials and special techniques. It is divided into three levels, low level, intermediate level and high level. 】

[Magical weapon, after injecting spiritual power, its power will be amplified. Spiritual weapons have a certain spirituality and have more functions than magic weapons. Magic weapons are more spiritual and powerful, and some can even produce the spirit of magic weapons. 】

[The butterfly hosta can withstand a full blow from a monk at the twelfth level of Qi training. 】

The next moment, a green butterfly-shaped hosta appeared in Ran Changle's hand.

what's the situation?

Why was the mission suddenly completed?

Could it be that the Chu family stopped chasing her?

Ran Changle was confused.

[This is a task posted three days ago. At that time, you were frozen and unable to receive the task. The person who was chasing you has never found you. Now that he has gone back, he has completed his mission. 】

"It turns out it's been three days."

In fact, the monks from the Chu family who were chasing Ran Changle had followed her breath to the edge of the frost. However, their cultivation was too low and they would be frozen if they stepped closer.

They thought that Ran Changle's mortal body would definitely not be able to survive in such a cold place, so they did not risk going deep, allowing her to escape.

Ran Changle knew nothing about this, but it did not hinder her joy.

She inserted the butterfly hosta into her hair and felt at ease. When she met a monk in the future, as long as her cultivation level did not exceed the twelfth level of Qi Refining, she would not have to worry about her life.