The Era of Game

84 The Last Ice Protection

Wan Jingtian grinned: "Oh, what a coincidence? I also think I am a good person!".

    Yui couldn't help frowning, and there was a hint of hesitation in her heart. After all, she didn't have the ability to see through people's hearts, and she had to be full of doubts about this young man who broke in suddenly. She didn't know that when Wan Jingtian chose to raise his sword with blood in the ice enchantment, his thoughts were not pure. But maybe that on the contrary shows that Wan Jingtian is calm and smart, dare to think and do. Such a courageous and actionable person, such a person who dares to take his life as a bet, and who dares to put his life on the ground, will have a strong future if he can do it.

    Hey, Yui shook his head—what are you thinking? That Wan Jingtian is clearly a mortal who doesn't even have spiritual power. What exaggerated future can he have?

    But Yui didn't understand at the same time: How could such a sacred artifact of Qingyuanjian accept the blood of a mortal? Could it be that in 900 years of suffering, it has lost its integrity, so that in order to survive, it doesn't even care about these?

    But anyway, apart from Wan Jingtian, Yui didn't have a second choice. She only hoped that the adult could perceive the position of the Qingyuan Sword as soon as possible and take it away; hope that the world will be safe.

    Wan Jingtian asked, "But, how are we going to get out? I don't want to be like that tire shell..." Wan Jingtian looked worriedly at the pair of scorched tire shells he threw into the corner, "Oh no, I forgot that I don't have any polar ice physique, so if I leave your flint house, I probably won't even be able to leave a scorched wreck, and will instantly be burned in the high temperature of the hell outside. Left."

    Yui sighed softly: "Don't worry, I will send you out."

    "You send me out?" Wan Jingtian asked suspiciously: "Aren't you not even able to send messages? Can you send me out?"

    "That's different..." Yui said, feeling a little sad.

    Although Yui's voice has been light and light, it does not mean that there is no emotion in her words. On the contrary, she is an extremely innocent woman, which has nothing to do with how many years he has experienced, so her inner thoughts are always reflected in her words and deeds.

    Wan Jingtian seemed to realize something. He got up from the ground and said, "It's different, of course I know it. Is it easier to send me and Qingyuanjian out than you send a message?"

    Yui opened her eyes and looked at Wan Jingtian, tears rolling in her eyes.

    Wan Jingtian said earnestly: "Listen, I will take you all out! Didn't your adult say that someone who can't stand in front of you will save you?!- I don't have spiritual power. I couldn't have come to the hinterland of this hell, let alone be accepted easily by you for Song Xiaochuan, but I'm standing here now, so I'm the one who can't stand by you. The person in front of you?!"

    Yui smiled bitterly: "No, I'm afraid I can't go out. The prophecy of that adult said: There will be such a person who will redeem the Qingyuan sword. But it didn't say that there is Yui."

    "Leave now, I will take you away!" Wan Jingtian eagerly went over and took Yui's hand, which was colder than ice! A chill instantly passed from Wan Jingtian's palm to his whole body, he would rather be frozen, still just holding that hand. For the first time, he clenched a girl's hand tightly. He thought it was soft, but he didn't expect it to feel like this.

    "You take us away?" Yui smiled, her smile was clearly beautiful but so sad, "Outside is Hell, how do you go through?"

    "This..." Wan Jingtian asked, this is the most incapable and critical issue he currently has.

    Yui pulled back and was held by Wan Jingtian and continued spinning. Wan Jingtian did not speak for a while.

    Suddenly, Yui stopped knitting the net in his hand. ——She clearly said that she must weave the net all the time, otherwise the Qingyuan Sword cannot be preserved in this hot hell.

    But she stopped.

    She spread her hands. The light blue net gradually gathered into her palm and turned into a light blue mist, hovering in her hand, spinning faster and faster, and getting bigger and bigger.

    She glanced at Wan Jingtian for the last time and said: "I don't know who you are, but now, I can only choose to believe in you. Qingyuan Sword, its sins have long been washed away, I hope you can give it new Life. I hope this last bit of my spiritual power can help you resist the erosion of the sea of fire outside. You must remember that after you go out of the Flint House, don't miss, don't have any delay, the Firebird will send you out of the Hell! "

    Wan Jingtian rushed over, trying to stop Yui, he shouted: "What are you going to do? No! I can think of a way to go out together! Trust me!"

    But he couldn't catch Yui anymore-Yui's figure became more and more blurred, more and more separated, more and more like a cold fog, a mirage, a phantom.

    "Hurry up..." Yui's last two words were not clear anymore, and then she melted into the light blue mist, wrapped around Wan Jingtian's body.

    Yui turned all his last life into ice protection!

    Wan Jingtian cried out in pain, tears bursting into his eyes!

    Although Yui was trying to save the Qingyuan Sword, but Yui had to die because of Wan Jingtian!

    Wan Jingtian hates seeing others sacrifice their lives for him! He is not even willing to accept the sacrifice of his parents! He hopes that his parents can live their wonderful lives, and not be dragged down by his poor grade child!

    But now, he has to accept the sacrifice of the innocent girl he just met! And she didn't give him a choice!

    He didn't understand who the "adult" in Yui's mouth was? I don't understand what exactly Yui did wrong, to be locked up here until his death? He didn't understand why the adult could not abide by the five-hundred-year sentence?

    But he knew that Yui's sacrifice was the only way he and Qingyuanjian could get out. He knew Yui's determination.

    Wan Jingtian's vision became blurred with tears, he clenched his teeth and ran out, he couldn't waste this opportunity that Yui had exchanged for him with his life.

    Outside the door of the Flint House, the Firebird seemed to understand what had happened, and screamed to the sky, then picked up Wan Jingtian's clothes, soared into the air, and rushed to the unclosed Hell Gate!

    Wan Jingtian has been in the ice field for a long time, but outside, only about an hour has passed. Adding to the time spent communicating with Yui before and after, it hasn't reached two hours yet.

    Firebird is extremely spiritual, and seems to know that time is tight, holding Wan Jingtian swiftly leaping over the mountains in the hell, heading towards the exit in the golden sky!