Before Qianmo could finish his speech, Ling Yuan, who was holding Feng Jiao and preparing to walk into the room, paused.

"It's useless. The little chef herself has the fire attribute, and she has also merged three kinds of strange fires. But in this situation, it's really helpless."

Ling Yuan was frowning and talking, but unexpectedly, the little cook in his arms suddenly moved, and his cold little head arched on his chest, lifted up a frozen little hand with difficulty, and grabbed his clothes loosely.

At the same time, Ling Yuan heard the voice transmission that made him feel heartbroken, and her teeth were trembling: "A Ling, don't worry about me. I, I am already communicating with Zhuolian and the others and thinking of a way."

Ling Yuan held her cold little hand with heartache: "Don't bother to send a message to us, and you must concentrate all your energy to fight against Bingjing Hanyan, do you know?"

Feng Jiao was so cold that her whole body was trembling. After trying her best, she finally let out a hum like a mosquito and flies, which was a response to Ling Yuan.

"I believe you will be able to conquer the cold flame of the ice crystal. So, I will take you to the next to the Merlin and to the place where you advance every time." He looked at her with loving and pity, and said to her with the gentlest voice.

After saying this, he hugged her and came to the place where they conducted special training every day through the formation.

Ling Yuan didn't know if he had an illusion. Looking at his little cook's little face, which was frozen blue and blue, and her slightly trembling lips, he always felt that her body temperature seemed to have become lower than before.

However, at this moment, he had no idea what method to relieve her pain.

He was afraid that he would use the power of elixirs and talismans to compete with the cold flame of the ice crystal. In the case of hot and cold, it would be more likely to cause burden on Feng Jiao's body and hurt her more easily.

He could only hold her tightly, while exercising his martial arts, while trying to give her a moment of warmth in this gentle way.

Feng Jiao also mobilized three kinds of strange fires while using her skills, allowing them to start fighting back from her heart, first protecting her heart veins, and then counterattacking inch by inch along the tendon veins, conquering the cold flames of ice crystals bit by bit.

She just felt a little hot in her heart, and her arms had recovered a little bit of strength. She wanted to push Ling Yuan, who was holding her tightly and trying to use her body temperature to keep her warm.

She suffered such a icy pain and felt that the blood in her body had condensed, which was already very sad.

How could she bear to let her cat fairy suffer the same pain as her?

She could feel that he was holding her tightly while exercising his martial arts, as if he wanted to deliver heat to her body to the greatest extent.

However, with the combination of cold and cold, it will definitely cause a burden on his body.

She couldn't bear to bear her beautiful face for her every trace of harm.

I felt the little chef in my arms, whose body was trembling and hard, arched in his arms. She stretched out her trembling hand, as if she wanted to push him away, but because of her bad situation at the moment, her strength was not as good as a newly born little cat.

In his heart, the slight pain became stronger.
Chapter completed!