bestfiction Chapter 434
Chapter 434
She stared nervously at the man before her; even through three layers of array plates, she could sense his rapid changes.
His cultivation level soared, and he was just one step away from the Foundation Establishment stage, but his physical body visibly withered. His once full muscles gradually atrophied, and he eventually became no different from a street vendor.
He moved slightly, and her heart skipped a beat.
"What a pity," she tried to mimic his tone as if she were teasing him, "he was just a little short of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage."
However, he ignored her, suddenly stood up straight, and gazed into the distance.
She felt a chill for no reason; a slight breeze blew through her hair, and her neck felt a sudden coldness. She shivered, instinctively hugged her arms, and shrank back.
The next second, she suddenly realized that with so many protective arrays around, where was the cool breeze coming from?
She looked at him in fear. At that moment, he was the emperor, reigning supreme, standing before the white marble railing, gazing into the distance.
The nation is in decline, and the land is desolate.
He stood there thinly, uttering four words: "To be executed after the autumn harvest."
The autumn wind sweeps across the land, and indifferent death drifts with the wind across the vast land.
He will be executed in the autumn.
The Spring and Autumn Period Hook and Sickle Spear Techniques - Autumn Equinox
A cool breeze swept through the quiet room, as if it were blowing from the desolate wasteland of the far north, making everyone feel uneasy.
She took a step back, then another.
He stood still, not even turning to look at her, yet she kept backing away until she leaned against the cold wall, collapsing to the ground, her chest heaving violently, her heavy breathing proving to her own consciousness that she was still alive, that she had not yet become a handful of new soil on this desolate land.
Zhong Ming's momentum had reached its peak. The idea of executing him after the autumn equinox was not only an insight into the "Autumn Equinox," but also a message to the Dragon Soul.
Death is already on its way; you can't escape it, you never will.
'It seems there was a tribulation of lightning when you break through to the Golden Core stage,' he thought. 'I wonder if you can withstand the tempering of your body by heavenly lightning?'
The once spirited young man stands here again. Even though there is a cold wall opposite him, he feels that the road ahead is sunny and full of flowers, even though it is bumpy.
......
"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Ming asked, his voice hoarse, a side effect of his weakened body. He slowly turned around, his face haggard, but his eyes were bright and piercing.
She felt her hands and feet were ice-cold, her face was frozen, and she could even breathe out warm air when she spoke. "What...what did you just do?"
"It's nothing. I was just meditating on some magic. Did it affect you?"
She finally stopped breathing heavily, curled up, and said pitifully, "I'm cold, come and hug me."
'What kind of trick is this?' This was Zhong Ming's first thought. He looked at her cautiously, completely unaware of what he had done unconsciously.
Forget it, I'm in a good mood today.
"Are you cold?"
Zhong Ming took a step forward, canceled the power of the array plate, and then kicked her "mattress" and blanket towards her.
She hurriedly wrapped herself in these things, but all she felt was double the cold. Covering yourself with a blanket the same temperature as the snow outside in winter will only make you feel hypothermia even faster.
As for the space that was cleared out...
Zhong Ming slowly took out a pile of firewood, rubbed a fire spirit stone on the wood, and flames shot up.
He didn't care what she wanted; he just liked barbecue and drinking.
A warm campfire provides indescribable comfort to those who are frozen.
She squinted, watching the flickering firelight and the man behind it. This made her feel more at ease than when they rushed out of Feiyunfang. It was as if they hadn't encountered his team members after they left, hadn't hidden in the inn for a long time until the camp was built, hadn't sneaked in, but instead had traveled swiftly, galloping on horseback, running nonstop in the cold wind, until the cold night fell in the forest, and they hid in a cave to thaw their skin and flesh, which had been frozen stiff all day.
Lost in thought, she was suddenly pulled back to reality by Zhong Ming.
"Is it still cold?"
"It's cold!" (righteously assertive)
She lowered her head, glancing at him expectantly, and then...
A large white bowl rolled over from the fire, half-filled with spirit wine, without spilling a drop, indicating that the technique had been used many times before.
"Drinking alcohol will warm you up."
She suddenly looked up, her eyes meeting Zhong Ming's in anger. In that instant, countless messages were exchanged between them, but there were only two meanings.
"When a woman says she's cold and asks for a hug, and you just sit there and do nothing, are you even a man?!"
"What does a cold safe have to do with me? Does a cornucopia stop producing offspring if it gets cold?"
After a series of bizarre and nonsensical exchanges of glances, the two successfully...
They started eating roasted lamb leg.
"Is this a monster's leg?"
"You wish! I'm so poor, why would I eat demonic beasts? The fire is ordinary fire, and the meat is just regular mutton." Zhong Ming chewed the mutton with gusto. His weakness made him crave nutrition. After a few bites, he swallowed the meat juices whole and moved on to the next piece.
"But it tastes better than any meat I've ever eaten before...is it because...you grilled it for me?"
"It's because mutton is a warming food, warm in nature, it warms the middle and kidneys, replenishes qi and nourishes deficiency, and eating some mutton is very effective when you feel cold."
Miss Yao: ......
This guy is worse than a rock! At least a rock can be warmed up, but he doesn't treat me like a human being at all.
Zhong Ming continued talking non-stop, "I don't have any venison here, but if you want some, I guarantee your hands and feet will be warm, your whole body will feel hot, and if you eat too much, you'll even get a nosebleed."
But to be fair, the roasted mutton was indeed very effective. After a while, her body recovered. At first, she ate it ladylike with a small knife, but after a while, she started drinking and eating meat in large gulps.
Zhong Ming read it and nodded to himself.
'Sure enough, there are plenty of weapons. This knife is quite sharp. What if I had really been possessed and grabbed it, and it stabbed me in the heart? My physique isn't what it used to be; one stab and I might be dead. Better to be careful, better to be careful.'
While eating, he suddenly said, "Do you think it's a bit too early for me at my age to reminisce about the glorious past?"
She glanced at Zhong Ming, recalling his muscular physique from a few dozen minutes earlier, and then at his "tough" demeanor in that pink, steamy room, and slowly nodded.
"It's not early. If I were in that situation, I would probably remember it too." After saying that, she looked down at herself.
Yes, my principles are still intact.