The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

And as the space fluctuated and trembled, two figures planted on the white snow layer fell out of the void, but there was no sound.

But because the hot blood that was constantly flowing and carrying divine power was always volatilizing the falling snowflakes, the bodies of the two were not covered by the snow.

At this moment, the body that was already dead and cold, even if it was a elixir, could not be cured, and the body that was already dead, suddenly seemed to be illuminated by the light, and the heartbeat emerged.

It is revived from broken cocoons in the midst of destruction.

[Nirvana is successful. 】

[The process of transformation into mortals starts. 】

Note: The host will lose any combat ability derived from foreign objects, including but not limited to the system, within 3 months, and return to the original mortal.

Rebirth: Transformation is over, the flames burn the body, and sublimate in the destruction.

Note: The death of the host during the transformation process is death.

NOTE: Good luck.

Jing Yuan: "You must not die! You have to work hard! I don't want to become a social animal again! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Dimly, Jing Cheng seemed to hear something, and could feel something silent in his mind.

The miraculous state continued. Gradually, her stuck thinking began to turn, until it was as if the wandering soul was forcibly withdrawn from her body, and her five senses returned completely. Then she suddenly opened her eyes, woke up, and gasped for breath!

What ushered in was piercing into the bone marrow, and she couldn't resist the severe cold that seemed to melt her into ice in an instant, as well as the misty snowflakes that entered her eyes, and the people on her body.

When he knew that Nirvana was about to come, Jingcheng had already thought about what to do after waking up before he died, and even in order not to forget, he kept repeating silently in his heart until the last second before his consciousness disappeared.

With such a deepening of memory, as expected, the moment Jingcheng regained consciousness, he recalled what he should do again.

So immediately, she didn't hesitate at all, and swung her arms with all her strength, which was just full of vitality. Because of being exposed to such a terrible cold weather, her arms quickly began to stiffen, and tightly hugged the person who was pressing on her.

It wasn't until he felt surrounded by soft warmth, especially the faint heat brought by the way the blood flowed, that Jingcheng's arms were covered with frost, and then he got better.

Cold, this cold.

Before her consciousness disappeared, it was this incident that kept thinking about and deepening her memory.

After all, she could feel before that even though her body was seriously injured, at least she could resist, and she would not die soon. If she was treated, there was still hope.

But it was because of the severe cold that her body could not resist at all, that the vitality was quickly destroyed and wreaked havoc, and the short waking up was the result of returning to the light, and her death was a foregone conclusion.

To put it bluntly, Jingcheng was frozen to death purely, and if Yun Zhongjian's body and blood hadn't continued to bring meager warmth, she would have been frozen as a fresh beauty long ago.

This led to the fact that after waking up, the first thing she did was to hug him tightly to barely resist the severe cold.

However, in addition to keeping warm, there is also an extremely important thing to be determined.

The two bodies overlapped, and after feeling the other's weak but real heartbeat coming through the chest, Jing Cheng's heart, which was suspended to the extreme, finally fell down. After the nerves were too tense and suddenly relaxed, even the temples were faint. tingling.

To be honest, from the moment he made the decision to Nirvana in situ, even if he knew from the environment that this place was absolutely dangerous and the way ahead was unknown, Jingcheng had nothing to fear and could accept any outcome.

The only thing I'm afraid of is...

It's good to be alive anyway.

But it was only a moment of rejoicing, and Jingcheng forcibly adjusted himself. Now is not the time to rejoice, the crisis has not been over at all, or it has just begun from now on.

Although the gentle body temperature and fresh blood can resist the severe cold, it is only barely resisting it temporarily. Her teeth are still trembling, and the biting cold wind is like a knife, and the skin scraped is extremely painful.

If it continues, the ending will be the same as before Nirvana.

And the most important point, Jingcheng can clearly feel that Yun Zhongjian's body temperature is gradually dropping, and her heartbeat is also getting weaker. No matter what, she can't continue to procrastinate, and must find a way as soon as possible.

Immediately, she felt all parts of her body. Except for the gradual stiffness, there was no serious problem. It seemed that she had recovered. Although she really wanted to check the specific injury of Yun Zhongjian, she didn't dare to change her position easily and separate from her. Knowing this level of cold, exposing oneself to the outside is completely courting death.

So after thinking for a while, she tentatively stood up holding Yun Zhongjian tightly, wanting to check the surrounding environment, but just as she raised her head, she collided with the howling cold wind, and her body temperature immediately disappeared, and her face was hung. Covered with frost, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and lie down again.

After all, because the temperature of the blood melted the snow, the two of them were in a small pit, at least barely sheltered from the wind.

Then when she called Yun Zhongjian, she also called the system in her heart.

None of the results got any response.

Regarding this, Jing Cheng vaguely recalled the words that he heard from the system, and his heart sank completely.

Nirvana will lose any ability to fight against foreign objects. She knew this beforehand, and she also anticipated the bad situation. It is estimated that she can only rely on herself as a mortal to get through these.

But I didn't expect it to be this bad...

The system, or Jingyuan, was completely silent. Although it was definitely still in its own sea of ​​consciousness space, it temporarily lost the way to communicate.

And anything related to the system, even the storage ring drawn by the lottery on the finger has lost its function and cannot be opened again.

And Yun Zhongjian was also unconscious.

Looking at the infinitely cold and cruel snowflakes that seemed to cover the entire sky, Jing Cheng's expression turned ugly.

Judging from the sight of the short standing up just now, except for the endless snow field, there is no life around, it is basically futile to call for help, it will only waste energy and accelerate the passage of body temperature.

So what to do now?

She tried her best to think of a way, and soon she could clearly feel that her body was getting stiffer and stiffer from the severe cold, and her face covered with frost was extremely pale, and it was difficult to even breathe. The internal organs hurt, even if there is a stream in the cloud, it is the same.

It was only 2 minutes before he woke up.

You can't just wake up and die again not long after, so what happened to Nirvana?joke?

In short, even if you die, you can't do nothing and wait here to die.

She was so stiff from the cold that she couldn't show firmness on her trembling cheeks, even though her lungs were hurting, but she still endured the pain and forced a few deep breaths.

But just when she was about to go all out and smear the warm blood on her body to leave this small pit with Yun Zhongjian on her back, as far as she could go, at least to try to find a turning point, suddenly a transmission sounded.

"Extend attention to the necklace, the artifact has a spirit, and can sense the danger of the host"

It is an ethereal and ethereal, extremely light tone.

Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at the crystal clear crescent moon necklace wrapped around his left wrist.

It is Mingyue Bridge.

Since anything related to the system disappeared, including the storage ring, she subconsciously ignored the necklace.

That's right, this necklace was left by Wei Xuan and has nothing to do with the system.

Immediately, she felt that she could hardly hold on anymore, and her body temperature was passing rapidly, and she didn't care about whether Mingyue Bridge's words were true or not, and what they were referring to.

She had no choice but to believe it, so she hurriedly followed suit.

Sure enough, after she concentrated her attention and cast all her attention on the wrist necklace, she felt a subtle connection.

That is the connection established after dissolving all the restrictions left by the mysterious master, completely owning the necklace, and becoming the host.

In an instant, a green light full of vitality emerged from the necklace and enveloped Jingcheng's body.

As Mingyueqiao said, the artifacts have spirits, and after sensing the danger in front of the host, they released energy to provide shelter.

At this time, although its own original power will not bring any increase in Jingcheng's combat effectiveness, it can still resist the severe cold to a certain extent.

Soon, the green light disappeared, but Jingcheng could also feel that there seemed to be a layer of energy fluctuations attached to the body surface, and it was no longer so cold.

She tentatively moved Yun Zhongjian's body lying on her chest away carefully, completely exposing herself to the severe cold.

It was the unstoppable trembling of her teeth, but there was still joy on her face.

Because it was no longer the bone marrow aching cold, but the level she could barely accept.

Probably in the early mornings of northern winters that are not too thick, if you resist hard, you can last for a while.

Immediately, she hurriedly inspected the injury of Yun Zhongjian who was lying flat on the ground.

Since he was lying on his body before, he didn't dare to change his posture easily and couldn't see the front, but Jingcheng could also guess that the situation was not optimistic.

But at this moment, when she really saw the front face, her heart still couldn't help sinking.

Yun Zhongjian's injury...was more serious than expected.

I saw that her white dress that was originally Shengxue was completely dyed with bright red, and she was so beautiful that it was visible to the eyes. There were many horrible wounds around her body that were bleeding blood, turning the surrounding snow into slush. There are even some faintly revealing crystal jade bones.

Even though she was severely injured and comatose, she didn't see any weakness, and she was as cold as the snow falling on the misty mountains, but the pale complexion and closed eyes on the same red veil still confirmed that she had slightly messy hair at the moment, like a gust of wind. Will be blown to the weakness, and haggard.

Always indifferent, quiet, people can't tell whether it's the moon in the sky or the moon in front of me, she looks like a banished fairy, when did she appear like this...

Seeing this, Jingcheng was silent, and after a while, looked at the necklace and said.

"I let you out, can you save her?"

In response to this, the sound transmission from Mingyue Bridge sounded again, asking back.

"Aren't you afraid of me coming out?"

Of course Jingcheng understood what she meant.

But now that Yun Zhongjian is suffering from such an injury, as a mortal, if it is not because of the too harsh environment, she still has the chance to survive, so what happened to her during her coma in the boundary wall passage is also superficial. .

Since she was protected in this way, there was nothing much to say. For her safety, Jingcheng would risk his life.

Just like when making the decision to Nirvana in situ.

Although it is still impossible to be sure whether Yun Zhongjian's situation is as tragic as the injury shows, after all, she is a powerful monk and cannot be measured by common sense, and she may wake up soon.

But Jingcheng has no way to gamble on this possibility, at least the exposed injuries make her dare not gamble, and this endless snowfield with a violent and harsh environment, it is basically impossible for her to survive without external help because she is just an ordinary person. Under such circumstances, he escaped with Yun Zhongjian.

Therefore, instead of betting on the turning point when it is unclear whether the situation in the cloud can continue to procrastinate, it is better to make a decisive decision to avoid twists and turns and accidents, and choose wise decisions at the beginning.

Besides, as she is familiar with the original text, she also has a method that can definitely save her life and has a certain degree of freedom, but it is probably inevitable to suffer...

As for whether Mingyue Bridge will backtrack, even if she is not the incarnation of the Empress, as long as she has a relationship with the Empress and as long as she agrees, she will not die.

After making the decision, Jingcheng calmed down a lot, after all, the matter of bitter tea had put her under pressure for a long time.

Unexpectedly, after seeing her attitude, Mingyue Bridge fell silent and did not respond for a while.

This is also the first communication between the two since the kidnapping. It is clear that Jingcheng never responded no matter how "talking up" or "are you there?" Can't figure out her intentions either.

After a while, the voice emerged.

"I can't get out, and neither can you."

"Although I don't know the specific changes in your body, the characteristics that prompted you to enter the necklace as a mortal spirit have disappeared."

"Including my ability to perceive the outside world, it was only after this trait disappeared just now that I was able to do so."

Hearing this, Jingcheng was stunned, but he realized what Mingyueqiao was referring to in an instant.

[Internal vision! 】

As a mortal, what allows her to extend her consciousness to the inside of the necklace without resorting to spiritual power is [Inner Vision]!

But now entering Huafan, after temporarily losing [Inner View], although the crescent moon necklace still belongs to her, and will provide shelter on her own, there is no way to enter.

To put it simply, the house is still hers, but the key is lost, so it is impossible to talk about entering or taking things.

Jingcheng had a headache about this.

Obviously, she finally made up her mind, but now she is told that she can't get out, don't do it.

But fortunately, Mingyue Bridge's follow-up words brought her good news of deep relief.

"At least in the short term, her life is safe."

But what followed was bad news.

"What you should consider now is how to get out of here and find a shelter from the cold. After all, the cold storm is coming. Although you have protection with utensils, it is limited after all, and you will not be able to resist it at that time."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng looked up.

Sure enough, the gradually darkening sky was mingling with the sea of ​​snow, and the bone-shattering wind was howling and restless. Everything proved that a blizzard that would freeze thousands of miles was approaching.

She looked solemn, no matter what, she couldn't stay in this small pit that was barely sheltered from the wind. Judging from this trend, she would definitely be buried.

Immediately, she tried her best not to touch Yun Zhongjian's injury, carried him on her back, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and moved forward against the bitter wind of the knife.

This is beyond comprehension, as if it wants to blow people from the soul to the severe cold of fragmentation.

Okay, a meeting gift, right? Just give me a big one when I first came to the practice world.

I remember.

The cold storm is approaching, and the dark and heavy sky is getting closer and closer to the ground, as if it is about to end the world.

And in this background, there is a small voice, stepping forward on the vast snowfield beyond the horizon.

447. The Warmth of Flesh

On the howling snowfield covered by thousands of miles of ice, long skirts fluttered and fluttered, and Jing Cheng, whose hair was blown wildly, carried Yun Zhongjian on his back, walking with difficulty.