He slowly raised his sword stiffly, and the tip of the sword pointed at her. Seeing him raise his arm, Yunchi found that the purple brocade robe on his armpit was stained with a large amount of blood.
Was that the injury from the stone door mechanism that he had bumped into earlier? He had lost so much blood...
Yunchi froze for a moment and threw away the pain he felt for her out of his head. He wanted to kill her, but she couldn't bear it?

She looked at him. Although her heart was tense, her face was smiling like a flower. Although her face was a little dirty, her appearance could not be seen. However, her smile made people feel that she was extremely beautiful, and her little face was so beautiful that it almost had a glow.
"Are you really willing to kill me?" she asked softly.
It was useless to the previous Jin Cangling, but would it work on him who was extremely abnormal now? As long as he could slow him down, it would be fine.
Yunchi's eyes were shining.
"Your demon skills are useless to me."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jin Cangling's wrist shook slightly. With a long clanging sound, the long sword flew out of his hand and flew toward her chest. The originally ordinary sword was covered with a layer of frost, with a cold evil spirit. It was unstoppable.

Swoosh! The slight sound of a sharp sword piercing through the air caused Yun Chi's pupils to shrink. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy had arrived.
Yunchi felt that his movement was already fast enough, but before she rolled on the ground, the sword had already brushed past her shoulder, torn through the fabric, brushed past her skin and flesh, and brought out a few drops of blood.
She tilted her head and saw a finger-long wound dripping with blood. But before she could feel the pain, the wound had been slowly covered with a layer of frost, and the blood and flesh that had been turned into a ghastly red color, as if they had been frozen. At the same time, a terrible bone-chilling coldness came out of the wound. Soon, the whole shoulder and arm were frozen stiff.
Yunchi suddenly looked up at him in disbelief. His lips were so cold that they were trembling. "You said I used demon skills. In my opinion, you are clearly a demon..."

If he was not a demon, how could he be covered with frost all over his body and make the temperature suddenly as cold as winter?
If he wasn't a demon, why would he have such a weird temperament?
If he was not a demon, why did the sword wound drawn by his sword seem to be able to fill a room with coldness from the wound?
Yunchi managed to stand up.
Because the ground was colder, there were at least thick soles on the ground, but sitting... her clothes were very thin.
The sword had been inserted into the wall behind her with a clang. She turned her head and saw that the sword had not entered half of the wall. How deep her internal strength was.
Yunchi smiled bitterly.
It seemed that she had fought a fierce tiger with him, fell into the deep pit, and fell into the underground palace together with him. They had been disgusted by the man outside and entered this place together. She still couldn't escape, and she would die in his hands.
"Demonic people?"
Jin Cangling, who was like a man of frost, made a grasping motion with his five fingers. She could not help but slide toward him.
She was getting closer and closer to him. Yunchi gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep his body steady. However, other than slowing down a little, it was useless. It was as if there was an invisible claw on his chest that was pulling her towards him.
There was no fluctuation in his dark eyes. Even if he was eager to kill her, there was no anxiety in his eyes.
However, looking at her calm eyes, he asked, "You are not afraid of death." This was an affirmative sentence, not a question.
As soon as he finished asking, he found that there was a smile in her eyes.