Chapter 324 Lovers in the Ice Coffin (2)
Halfway through rolling, the ice and snow on the hill suddenly cracked. It turned out that the hill was not a mountain, but a hole underneath. When the ice and snow shattered, she fell into the hole!
All this happened unexpectedly, and when the strong wind came, the Eight Desolate Divine Beast was also blinded, but fortunately it reacted quickly, and when it saw Wei Ning falling, it immediately followed.
The cave had a drop of more than ten meters. Fortunately, there was a slope, otherwise Wei Ning would have fallen straight down and would have died here.
But being hit by falling ice and snow is also painful.
After falling to the bottom, it took me a long time to get up, and my whole body felt like it was falling apart.
"Aning!" The Eight Desolate Divine Beast ran in along the slope. The height of the cave was just enough for her to walk with her head held high .
Then Bai Ze and Cheng Feng also appeared at the entrance of the cave and walked in slowly.
The cave was filled with white snow and ice. Before it froze, I lit a torch and used it to keep warm while looking around.
I don’t know if the blood summoning just now was successful. If it didn’t, biting my finger again would be fatal.
The torch turned back and was suddenly startled. Any normal person would be startled when seeing this thing, because there was a huge ice coffin behind her!
The ice coffin was placed flat on the ground. The ice and snow were transparent, and you could see a person lying inside.
Wei Ning walked over with the torch in hand, and slowly saw that it was a man in white clothes. He had a tall figure and a white robe that draped over his body in a gorgeous manner.
The long purple hair spread on the ice and snow, showing a breathtaking beauty.
Purple hair, is purple hair common in this era?
For some unknown reason, Wei Ning's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her determined steps forward became hesitant unconsciously.
It was as if he didn't dare to get close, as if he was afraid of something.
However, she was already very close to the ice coffin, so she walked quickly in a few steps. When she stood in front of the ice coffin and saw the person lying inside, the torch in her hand suddenly slipped and fell to the ground with a "click", and almost went out.
The Eight Desolate Divine Beast looked at her, only to see her standing there in a daze, as if her soul had been taken away from her.
He rolled up the torch with his tail, lifted it up, and shone it above the ice coffin.
The firelight illuminated a stunningly beautiful face with a hint of vivid warmth, but even so, it could not conceal the irredeemable, deep aura of death on that frosty face.
His skin was pale, his tightly closed eyes were sealed by ice and snow, and his lips were completely bloodless, with only the paleness that only dead people would have.
No matter how beautiful a person is, his death will be pale, desolate, decadent and despairing.
The color of this person's hair is very strange, it is a rare purple. However, because there is no life in it, these beautiful hair are like silk placed in the dark, dull and lifeless.
All of this put together forms a familiar and missed face.
But...how could this happen?
My unresolved heart felt like it was being held tightly by an ice-cold hand, and it hurt so much that I couldn't even breathe.
She stared blankly, completely unaware of her own expression at the moment, which was as pale and colourless as the dead man lying in the ice coffin.
He, it was him, he just lacked a mask, but she knew it was him...
"Is this the King of Hell?" The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts were beasts after all, and were always ruthless. They could not understand Wei Ning's emotions and could only murmur.
