Ice King

0In this desolate and silent night, in the center of a dense forest, there was a bonfire that faintly echoed with the music of a zither. Under the big fire tree, there was White-haired Man, who did not know how to play.    

    

She was biting her lips and painfully wiping her feet with a piece of cloth. Today, during her escape, in order to escape, the young girl's feet had been pierced through, and fresh blood had stained her shoes, making it difficult for her to even walk.    

    

"Sister, let me help you!"    

    

The little boy pursed his lips, took his sister's cloth strip, and lifted her feet. The young girl was in so much pain that her face turned pale and beads of sweat dripped down her forehead.    

    

However, White-haired Man had unknowingly arrived in front of the girl. The boy and the girl were both stunned.    

    

The man lifted his hand to lift the young girl's foot.    

    

"Let me go, let me go …" Seeing that White-haired Man had grabbed her leg, the young girl's expression changed. She was shy and afraid at the same time. In this feudal society, women were always very conservative. Their feet were more important than anything else, just like a woman's virginity. If other men saw it, they would spread it. It was very likely that he would never be able to marry again.    

    

However, this White-haired Man was pulling her leg.    

    

"If you don't want to die, it's best if you don't move." White-haired Man said coldly, "Your feet were stabbed, and now you are starting to rot. If you wait until you have a fever …" Even the deities cannot save you. "    

    

The woman wanted to resist, but after hearing what the man said, she still stopped. She clenched her teeth and kept silent. The little boy also obediently watched on the side. This White-haired Man was too scary. Although he had saved his life before, in the little boy's eyes, he was still like a demon.    

    

White-haired Man ignored the brother and sister. He picked up the girl's foot with his hand and seemed to be lost in thought. The figure of a pitiful and adorable girl floated in his mind. He remembered … In the past, when he was injured and unable to move, that pitiful girl would never leave him. Every day, she would protect him and wash his feet.    

    

However, all of this became memories …    

    

Cold air suddenly appeared in White-haired Man's hand and gradually spread to the girl's feet. In the blink of an eye, the girl's injured foot started to form ice mountains, freezing her whole foot. The pain was gone.    

    

The girl and boy were stunned by the scene in front of them. They widened their eyes as they stared at the girl's feet.    

    

However, White-haired Man did not stop there. In his other hand, a white flame appeared, hidden within the white ice mountain, and he covered the girl's foot with the flame. But slowly, a small hole appeared where the girl's foot was injured, and as the flame slowly burned, some disgusting thick blood flowed out from the girl's injury.    

    

Under normal circumstances. The young girl was sure that she was suffering from excruciating pain. However, at this moment, her entire foot was numb. She was trapped by the ice mountain and did not feel any pain at all.    

    

Only when the thick blood had dried did White-haired Man take out the water in the washbasin to clean the wound. He then took out some medicine from his bosom and smeared it on the girl's foot. After he was done, he took out a piece of cloth and tied a few bundles on top of it, then tightly wrapped them up.    

    

After everything was bandaged up, the girl's feet did not feel the slightest bit of pain.    

    

However, at this moment, the ice at her feet gradually dissipated into the air, like space. Not even a single drop of water flowed out.    

    

White-haired Man put down the girl's foot after he finished with all this. Ignoring the girl, he turned around and continued to walk towards the big tree not far away. This time he didn't touch the zither, but sat cross-legged on the ground. Cold air started to rise from all over his body, gradually forming blocks of ice in front of him. He picked up the ice that was floating around him, and rays of rays of light from the mountain of ice appeared in his hands. The light lightly drew on the ice, finishing one piece, then another.    

    

The girl and boy were stunned and did not say a word. This White-haired Man's temper is too weird. He even healed the young girl's wounds and left without giving her a chance to thank him.    

    

"Sis, how's your foot?" The little boy whispered as he held his sister's hand.    

    

"Hm!" "It's better now. It doesn't hurt anymore." The young girl pursed her lips and looked at the white strip of cloth wrapping around her right foot. She felt moved, but at the same time she felt shy.    

    

Ever since she was young, this was the first time her feet were touched by a man she didn't know.    

    

This time, he came over and picked up a dozen or so palm-sized ice cubes. The strange thing was, these ice cubes were all engraved with some strange runes, and the faint light flickered, bringing with it the fluctuations of Profound Qi. When he looked at White-haired Man again, his face looked haggard and tired.    

    

"Take it!" The next time we meet our enemies, these things can help you guys. " White-haired Man put a dozen of ice cubes beside the boy and the girl. Then, he casually picked up a piece and threw it towards the distant forest.    

    

The only thing that could be heard was a tremor in the air. And then, the sound of glass echoed.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

In the depths of the dark forest, a white light flashed. It was like a rock had been thrown into water, and the waves dispersed in all directions. However, in a situation like this, the sound of breaking glass could be heard. As the ripples spread out, the trees in the area started to slowly freeze, and in the blink of an eye, everything within a radius of 30 meters turned into a forest of ice mountains.    

    

The young girl and the boy were both frightened. This … Was it caused by the little piece of ice she threw out?    

    

"This thing is called Frost Curse, it is a type of talisman. Ordinary people can also use it, so just throw it out. " White-haired Man gave a very simple explanation. After he finished, he ignored the siblings and turned around to walk away.    

    

"Frost Curse?" The maiden was startled, but quickly recovered from her shock. Although she wasn't very old, she had quite a bit of experience. However, regarding symbols, she had never heard of them before.    

    

"Hold on..." The girl suddenly jumped up from the ground anxiously. She frowned and stretched out her hand towards White-haired Man.    

    

White-haired Man stopped walking and asked gently, "Is there something else?"    

    

"You … You. I... May I know your name? After all, you are my guard! " The young girl pursed her lips as she spoke in a very tactful manner. For such a powerful guard, she would only be able to pay for three meals worth of food.    

    

"My name is Ye Feii!" White-haired Man answered simply and continued to walk forward. It was as if he was being mentioned in grief when he said his name. It looked desolate and desolate.    

    

"Ye Feii?" The young girl muttered to herself as her heart pounded non-stop. She was secretly delighted. However, from his expression, it could be seen that he did not want to mention this name. The young girl finally mustered up her courage. She pursed her lips and said softly, "My name is Lian'er …"    

    

Ye Feii didn't answer and continued to sit behind the tree. Drinking while looking at the moonlight.    

    

Lian'er sat down and stared at Ye Feii with a strange look in her eyes. Such a powerful person could kill so cruelly but had so many strange abilities on his hands. What kind of person was he?    

    

The night seemed to pass quickly.    

    

At dawn, when Lian'er and her brother Xuan'er woke up from their dreams, a carriage appeared in front of them. White-haired Man and Ye Feii were already sitting on the carriage drinking wine.    

    

No one knew where he got this carriage, and no one knew when he left.    

    

Ye Feii sat on the carriage and continued to drink without saying a word. Lian'er and her brother seemed to understand Ye Feii's intention. They got into the carriage without saying a word.    

    

"We... "Let's go to Qingzhou …" Lian'er felt a bit embarrassed. She said softly to Ye Feii with a strange look in her eyes.    

    

Ye Feii pulled the reins and left. Under his command, the horse slowly walked onto the path ahead of them.    

    

After leaving the Xueyang City, Ye Feii saw and heard everything along the way. He also knew that the Han Family was chasing after him and hired experts from all over the world to kill him. Although Ye Feii wasn't afraid of these people, it didn't mean that he liked to cause trouble. If those experts lured in the Han Family Ancestor, then even if he regretted it, it would be too late. Therefore, the best way to hide himself was to mix in with these warriors.    

    

The narrow and long ancient road curved continuously, encircling the mountain, just like a ferocious centipede circling the mountain. This kind of difficult mountain, a simple and unadorned carriage slowly passed by.    

    

The coachman had a head of white hair, but his age was less than twenty years old. However, his face was filled with determination.    

    

"Brother Ye, we … Where are we now? " A young girl's head popped out of the carriage and asked.    

    

"Not far from the Azure Province is a place called the Qi Lian Mountain Range! According to this speed, we can reach the Azure Province in three days. " Ye Feii explained while drinking.    

    

However, as the carriage slowly moved, no one noticed it. On a large rock hill above the ancient path, the shadows of a dozen masked men lightly floated across the mountain peak. Each of them held a large saber in their hands, and they seemed to be travelling together with the carriage.    

0

    

"Lord, it's them!"    

    

More than a dozen men in black suddenly jumped from the top of the mountain, next to a huge boulder. On the boulder stood a man of about sixty years of age, dressed in a purple robe, with snow-white hair and a white beard.    

    

This simple and unremarkable old man gave off a sense of killing intent.    

    

At this moment, the old man was looking down at the carriage that was slowly walking down the ancient path. A cold killing intent could be vaguely seen from his body.    

    

"Get ready to move out, don't leave a single one alive!"    

    

The old man raised his hand and lightly waved it. The dozen or so figures behind him all dispersed and drilled into the large mountain in front of them.    

    

The old man was the only one left standing on the spot, his bright eyes were filled with killing intent.    

    

"Da!" "Clatter!"    

    

Ye Feii drove the horse carriage forward. He was still drinking, but at this moment, some gravel fell from the top of the ancient path and hit the wine jug. The rubble was not big, but it caught Ye Feii's attention.