Chapter 423 (1/2)

”It's nothing. It's just that my hands are a little cold.” Cool voice pale face should a.

Seeing this, the maid frowned in displeasure: ”you can hold firm, and then fall to the ground. When mammy looks for you, I will be implicated.”

”Well. I see. ”

Cool sound at the moment all the mind, already not here, under the sleeve fist subconsciously clenched, eyeground flashed flustered.

What's wrong with Nangong Lianxi?

Why do you live in the underground ice hall?!

She once heard that there is an underground ice hall in the blood soul City, which can repair the spiritual pulse. But generally, only the dying people will enter the underground ice hall to repair the spiritual pulse.

Although it can repair the spiritual pulse, the process is very painful. If it is not a strong desire to live, most people would rather die than go into the underground ice palace.

The temperature was dozens of times colder than in the far north.

Cool voice with a nervous mood. Then the maid came to the gate of the underground palace.

The stairs, like a ramp, go down one layer at a time.

Before approaching, I felt the cold sense of the forest emerging from it.

At the end of the stairs, there is a thick dark iron door with complicated bird patterns carved on it.

In front of the maid stopped in front of the door, stretched out her hand to take off the thick cloak hanging beside the door and put it on her body.

”It's cold inside. Take a cloak and put it on. Otherwise, you can't stand it.” The maid's words fell, and she gently buttoned the door handle, only to hear a loud clang.

The closed door was gradually opened, and a burst of cold air-conditioning suddenly came to my face.

Cool sound just put on fox fur, immediately was cold whole body shiver, subconsciously shrink neck.

But at the moment still feel cold incomparable, it is a cold to the bone of the feeling.

It seems that for a moment, people can be frozen into ice sculptures.

Inside the dark iron gate, it is as beautiful as a fairy tale world. A table, a chair and even stone pillars are carved from ice.

Even without any lamp. The hall is still bright.

At the moment, the ground was still filled with this cold air, like the fog in fairyland.

And Liang Yin saw a handsome man in white lying on the dark ice bed not far away.

At the sight of the man's thin and pale face, her pupils shrank and her heart suddenly ached.

That like peach blossom banishment fairy general man, at this moment even become so embarrassed, fragile as if the wind will dissipate.

”Little Lord, your soup.”

The maid in front of her will put the soup cup on the table.

The closer the cool tone was, the clearer she could see. At the moment, she could see clearly the man's pale face, which was almost integrated with the ice color of the hall.

The man has no vitality of the past, although beautiful, but slightly weak.

The long hair, which used to be high, is now put down.

That pink is like peach blossom petal general lip horn, also pale frightening at the moment.

The man seemed to hear someone coming and opened his eyes weakly.

”Go down first.”

Just put down the cool sound of soup porridge, one heard Nangong Lianxi hoarse voice. Suddenly a Zheng, clang, almost knocked over the soup porridge in front of me.

In her heart a fluster, subconsciously turn the head, then on the south palace Lianxi's dim eyes.

”It's time for us to go.” One side of the maid, afraid of rebirth. , quickly pulled the cool tone and went out.