"Since Yu'er has made the decision, my father can only hope that Yu'er can practice the 'Xuan Ice Immortal Dance' as soon as possible and return safely." As he said that, tears dripped from Han Feng's cheeks onto his blue clothes. Looking at Han Yu's retreating back, his heart was full of reluctance, and he stepped forward and warned: "This trip is very dangerous, I hope Yu'er takes care of himself."
Yes, anyone who enters the thousand-year ice cellar is in bad luck and will never return. Because the piercing pain of the ice cellar will eat up your willpower, many people suffer from mental breakdown and die by cutting off their meridians.
Back then, when Han Feng entered the Thousand-Year Ice Cellar, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on, so he carved the word "quiet" on his arm. Only then was he able to leave the Thousand-Year Ice Cellar, develop the "Xuanbing Divine Power", and become the owner of the Xuanbing Mountain Villa.
Han Yu disappeared from Han Feng's sight, a beam of cold light flashed from Han Yu's arm, and blood splashed out. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The word "Jade" was clearly printed on Han Yu's bloody arm, and it was also printed in Han Yu's heart.
Yuxiu, have you seen it?
The moment Han Yu stepped into the thousand-year ice cellar, a teardrop hit the ice and immediately turned into an ice crystal. Hanyu's heart also turned into ice at that moment...
Under a plum tree, there is a handsome man. Wearing
Black clothes, a pair of black eyes, like the night. Watching Han Yu's weak back disappear into the cold and biting hole with deep eyes, he felt a sting in his heart.
"Yu'er, why are you doing this?"