MTL - Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife-Chapter 1168 Frost Dragon (5)

The woman was silent, maybe she didn't know what to say, and was able to say something. She didn't speak, and Leng Yetong didn't say much anymore. The two were relatively silent like this, for a long time.

It was very dark, the moon no longer knew when it was hiding behind the clouds, and the air around it began to cool. Baili Liumo and Moteng were walking one after the other, with the same frowns and the same familiar feeling in their hearts. What is the power of this traction?

The more you walked inside, the colder the surrounding area. Gradually, two people could already see the turbid air between their breaths. The pace at the foot of Bailimomo could not help slowing down a bit, such a familiar feeling, such an inexplicable scene, he thought of someone, but was quickly rejected by herself, she should not be here Although her trace is not found in the aquarium, it is a little strange to appear here. But if it wasn't for her, who else would it be?

"Just in front, Hitomi is in front." Moteng stopped, glanced back at Baili Momo, pointed to the position in front, and frowned, "the power of traction came from the front. , But I can feel that it is not actually trying to drag me, I have reacted because of Hitomi's reaction, and I ca n’t say exactly what ’s going on, but I ’m not sure what to do before. some."

"Well, let's go." Baili Momo nodded his head uneasily, and the two returned to silence, moving forward quietly, alerting to the surrounding situation, and then approaching her position step by step.

The front was getting colder and colder, and even Moten couldn't bear it anymore, not to mention the hundreds of miles without a **** body. He now only warmed himself with his own internal force, his face was a little pale, and his lips were a little purple. The hand holding the sword was a bit stiff, and his consciousness seemed a bit vague. He stopped and slowed down, and used spiritual power to create a protective cover around the two people, but still did not relieve any cold feeling. Unconsciously frowning, is it really her?

"Are you okay?" Moteng stopped and looked back at some weak Baili Momo, frowned, and said with a little worry, "It is very unusual here, the gods are a bit sick here, the mortal body If you stay here or move on, you may die. Otherwise, you go back first, and I will come out and tell you if there is a situation. "

"Let ’s go, Hitomi is in front. I ca n’t let go of her." Baili Liumo shook her head, said unusually firmly, holding the ground with a sacred sword, walking forward with some turbulence. Each step seemed to have exhausted all my strength, very hard, but never thought of shrinking.

Moteng opened his mouth when he saw this, but eventually did not say what he was persuading. He sighed slightly, shook his head behind him, and carefully watched his movements and expressions to avoid any accidents.

In this man's eyes, Hitomi is all he has. He can give up everything, including himself, but he can't give up her alone. He shook his head and made a sigh. Maybe this is fate. From a thousand years ago, the fate of the two of them was tightly connected. The so-called fate of fate may be the case.

(Five more, recently bad health, go to bed first, and update tomorrow, or five more, or more.)