Chapter 182 Method 1
She believed that even if she died, they would try their best to rescue her from this "prison" and prevent her from suffering any more.

At this time, Mu Jiuluo's mind had already drifted to the mysterious words that Mo Fengyuan said to them not long ago, "Wait a while, I think you and your sisters should go to another place, which is also in this cave." Somewhere, I think you should be interested in it."

Xiumei frowned, and Mu Jiuluo clenched her fists secretly. No matter how shrewd she was, she would never have imagined that Qian Yiling would be frozen in an ice coffin and stay here for more than a month.

That bastard, Mo Fengyuan, dared to play tricks on her!

With unwillingness shining in his eyes, Mu Jiuluo had already scolded Mo Fengyuan a hundred and eighty times in his heart at this moment, attacking his people every sentence.

And on the other side of the cave—

"Ah!" The phantom handsome man in fancy clothes sneezed in the silent space, feeling a chill in his heart.

"Could it be that little girl scolding me?" With a bitter smile, Mo Fengyuan touched his nose, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't intend to hide Mu Jiuluo's matter on purpose.

It was only because he had once discovered that Qian Yiling, who was sealed in an ice coffin unconscious, had a little breath of Mu Jiuluo on her body, which guided the two of them to that place.

Originally, he didn't know Qian Yiling's identity, but he found out, so he just reminded him by the way, lest Mu Jiuluo and the others would miss something.

To be honest, Mo Fengyuan still doesn't want to guess, or to see what the source of that breath is.

He is not interested.

Now, the only thing in this world that can attract his attention is probably that.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, Mo Fengyuan's eyes suddenly flashed a bit of cruelty, and the originally flat aura around him gradually became turbulent and frantic.

The surrounding space was full of chills, and a trace of red quietly appeared in his eyes, which were as gorgeous as stars.

Now it is only a temporary forbearance. When his strength returns to the peak state of the past, he is bound to get back all the framing he has suffered.

He wanted to make those villains who played tricks behind his back suffer endless torture.

To avenge herself, to avenge the shame of the family, and to fight for her innocence!

Juehua's figure slowly dissipated, and Mo Feng wished that the coldness on his face would not fade in the slightest, and slowly disappear in the entire icy aura.

———Concubine of the Demon Prison: Revenge Against the Heavens Against the Evil King——Thousands of Illusory Tears——

"Luoluo, what do you think we should do now? If we follow the method you just did, wouldn't it be very dangerous?"

Ignoring the cold frost with her fingers, Yun Qishuang stuck her whole body on the ice coffin, and turned to ask Mu Jiuluo.

Hearing her words, Mu Jiuluo looked up at the huge ice cap and slowly shook her head.

She couldn't think of any other way except to burn it with fire.

She had already tried it just now, and wanted to use martial arts to punch a hole in this ice coffin and rescue Qian Yiling from it.

But she inadvertently discovered that every time she hit the ice coffin, the cave would tremble slightly.

This also shows that the ice coffin and this mysterious cave are one. If they break the ice coffin recklessly, the cave may not be safe either.

Although there is Mo Fengyuan's vow before him, Mu Jiuluo still needs to make careful preparations.

And with this example first, Mu Jiuluo wanted to take the ice coffin away, and she broke the idea of ​​slowly making long-term plans in the future.

(End of this chapter)

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