There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

It doesn't cover anything at all.

Instead, it adds to the allure of a push-and-pull dynamic.

That alluring charm, like a woman half-concealing her face while playing the pipa, is enough to make anyone in the world feel an irresistible surge of desire, wishing they could pounce on her immediately.

Jiang Mo was no exception.

Even though the biting cold permeated his limbs and bones, he could still feel his blood and qi restless and uncontrollably gushing out.

So beautiful!

Anyone who is here must admit that this is a unique landscape in the world, shimmering and dreamlike, as if they were in a fairyland and glimpsing a goddess in the sky.

It offers a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery, making it truly captivating.

And you are the only one fortunate enough to witness it.

How lucky!

Jiang Mo, however, closed his eyes, suppressing the restless thoughts in his heart, and then continued to act without hesitation, destroying the magnificent scenery that belonged only to him at this moment.

The cold jade and ice marrow are indeed incredibly hard.

Even with a heavy hammer, it would be difficult to break this ice crystal prison using ordinary means.

Perhaps only by using the innate superhuman strength of Musouki, as depicted in the anime, could one forcefully smash it apart.

In terms of brute strength, Jiang Mo was no match for Wushuang Gui at this moment.

But if it's intelligence, he can easily leave his muscle-bound underlings far behind.

Whether it's ice, crystal, or even bulletproof glass that came into being later, these things are extremely hard, but their toughness is quite worrying.

Even worse, even the smallest damage can easily spread.

Then Jiang Mo activated the Devouring Void Life-Transforming Gu within his body, disregarding the spreading and rampant cold energy within his body, and concentrated all the intense heat condensed by the Flame Spirit into a single point, raising his finger to poke at the ice crystal cage in front of him.

Swift as the wind and thunder!

The Nine Netherworld Demon Bee Stings!

Click~

Click~

Almost simultaneously, two crisp sounds rang out. The first sound was the sound of Jiang Mo's index finger breaking after colliding head-on with the ice crystal cage.

The sound that followed was the sound of cracks spreading across the ice crystal cage.

Jiang Mo looked up, and before he could make any further move, the ice crystal cage, already covered in cracks, shattered with a deafening roar, and icy water, like a torrent of water, crashed down on him.

In an instant, Jiang Mo would be submerged in the endless cold current.

But the familiar warmth was already beside him; a pair of radiant arms gently embraced his waist, and soft, light blue eyes were fixed on him.

"You... that very familiar feeling..."

"So...warm..."

Chapter 104 Tianze? That's an enemy.

As the saying goes, tenderness is like water.

Water always gives people a feeling of gentleness.

It can even make people subconsciously forget that water has weight and a density similar to that of the human body. What's most frightening is that it has no fixed shape at all.

A normal person weighs around 100 pounds.

It occupies more than one cubic meter of space.

But if it's one cubic meter of water, that's a full ton in weight. Even with arms as strong as a thousand pounds, it would be difficult to withstand.

How many cubic meters is the ice crystal cage that allows Yan Lingji to swim in?

In his eagerness to save lives, Jiang Mo didn't have time to estimate. All he knew was that when the cage shattered, the torrent of icy water crashed down on him like a battering ram.

The impact made his vision go black, and he almost passed out.

Even more critically, the water streams used to suppress Yan Lingji's abilities are affected by the ice crystal cage, causing their temperature to drop below zero.

Once the prison is broken, the water flow is no longer affected by Yan Lingji's power.

As it poured down across the land, it quickly condensed under the influence of the lingering cold air, turning into ice, snow, and frost.

Jiang Mo, who was drenched from head to toe, was almost instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

The cold energy that had already seeped into his body was further agitated, freezing Jiang Mo's blood, vital Gu, and even his consciousness from the inside out.

In an instant, he would be frozen into a real ice sculpture.

Warmth arrived as expected.

Just like when the Hundred Poisons Trial ended, to dispel the cold for Jiang Mo who had swum across the underground river. Just like when they were in the Nine Netherworld, to awaken his consciousness that had been sinking into darkness.

With her long hair trailing on the ground, Yan Lingji landed gracefully on the flowing water.

The scorching flames swirled around him, dispelling the chilling aura that lingered in the cave, melting the frost that had condensed on Jiang Mo's body, and turning the torrent of icy water into a rising, spreading white mist.

For a moment, the entire dimly lit underground cave was filled with a misty, fairy-tale atmosphere.

As the center of the billowing heat, Yan Lingji is more like a goddess descended to earth, or a goddess taking a bath.

Her flawless body was faintly visible.

It is just like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice.

Those who could only vaguely glimpse the graceful silhouette through the mist were inevitably left with dry mouths and dizzy eyes.

Jiang Mo, standing amidst this scene, had the peaks and valleys all within his sight.

The spring scenery and charm are on full display.

The blood and qi that had almost been frozen solid by the cold wave began to stir again, and the heartbeat quickened accordingly.

The effects of the corpse puppet transformation seemed to have vanished at this moment.

Yan Lingji was so close that she was practically pressed against Jiang Mo, her eyes cupping his face, her light blue eyes fixed on him without blinking.

"It feels so familiar... but how could this be? You..."

She murmured softly as if in a dream, seemingly trying to confirm the identity of the person before her by any means necessary. As she murmured to herself, she subconsciously rubbed Jiang Mo's stiff face with her delicate fingers, as if trying to mold it into the shape she remembered.

The way I remember it...

What did Amo look like in my memory?

It has been so long that the memories in my mind have become blurred after being sealed away for so long.

Just like my lost childhood.

Looking back, everything is blurred and unclear, but warmth wells up in my heart.

Yes, it was warm, though the feeling was somewhat faint, but the aura emanating from the person before me was just as warm as the one I remembered from A-Mo…

This made Yan Lingji want to get closer to her.

Get closer.

It's warmer.

Jiang Mo had thought about what to say at this moment more than once, whether it was "long time no see" or "I've come to pick you up," and he thought he was ready.

Perhaps it was because they had just been drenched.

When I opened my mouth at this moment, I found that my tongue was so stiff that it was almost unresponsive, and I spoke haltingly, just like Wushuang Gui.

"I, I am, that... Mo..."

All sweet talk seemed empty at this moment; Jiang Mo's mind was filled with nothing but revealing his identity and trying to recognize the person in front of him.

[WARNING: Do not disclose any information related to the past books in any way.]

Otherwise, it may lead to unpredictable accidents.

The subtitles that suddenly appeared before his eyes were even more chilling than the torrent of icy water that had just crashed down on Jiang Mo.

The words caught in his throat.

After a slight pause, Jiang Mo spoke with a bitter tone, "Mo, Jiang Mo."

The light that had been gradually brightening in her eyes dimmed again. Yan Lingji released her grip and took a step back, with blazing flames rising around her.

Her eyes swept across the surroundings, finally landing on the restless Blood-Transforming Spirit Butterflies.

After completely devouring the soldiers stationed there, they still did not calm down, but instead moved restlessly toward Jiang Mo, seemingly craving more flesh and blood.

"Humph~"

Yan Lingji snorted coldly. Without her making any move, the Blood Transformation Spirit Butterfly closest to Jiang Mo burst into flames and quickly exploded into sparks.

An invisible pressure swept over.

The aura of at least the Innate Realm caused the Blood Transformation Spirit Butterflies to instinctively retreat and disappear into the darkness in a rush.

Then, Yan Lingji's gaze returned to Jiang Mo.

"A corpse puppet? This is different... Are you sent by the Corpse-Driving Demon? Did Tianze escape from prison?"

Suppressing the overwhelming emotions in her heart, Yan Lingji calmed down.

With a quick glance, she discerned the general condition of Jiang Mo's body, and a look of keen interest appeared in her eyes.

Yet, her ethereal and gentle voice also revealed a chilling intent.

If it weren't for the familiar aura emanating from Jiang Mo, Yan Lingji might have already made her move, preparing to burn him to a crisp.

Did they rescue her from her cage?

Ha, so what? What good intentions could Tianze possibly have?

Besides, he had been careless and accidentally let this guy see his body, so he wouldn't let him off easily.

Anyway, I'm already half dead.