1281: Chapter 1281: Drinking Blood (5) 1281: Chapter 1281: Drinking Blood (5) “Yang…
Xinxin, it’s okay to call you that, right?” Wan Song looked at Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin smiled and nodded, “Senior, as you please.”
“Beyond this stone door lies the Mysterious Ice Room,” Wan Song said, supported by Wan Quan, personally leading Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng into the secret room behind the manor’s mountain.
Standing in front of a stone door, he looked at Yang Ruxin with a face full of concern, “Are you…
really sure you want to go in?”
Yang Ruxin nodded slightly.
“I’ll go with you,” Gu Qingheng took Yang Ruxin’s hand.
Yang Ruxin did not refuse.
“You two…” Wan Quan frowned as he looked at their joined hands, a look of confusion on his face.
But no one paid attention to him.
Wan Song slapped his son’s hand and reached out to twist the chanism.
A clicking sound was heard, and the stone door in front of them slowly opened.
The mist inside was swirling around, but those outside couldn’t help shivering—it was too cold.
Yang Ruxin rubbed her arms.
Thousand-year Dark Ice, truly living up to its reputation.
She had read in a book that the Ancient Tomb of the Little Dragon Maiden contained thousand-year-old ice.
Now, she was seeing it for real.
This cold air seed to burrow straight into her bones.
However, she really wondered if lying on ice to sleep every day was dangerous for a woman—it could easily lead to infertility or sterility, especially during nstruation.
Little Dragon Maiden probably had worries in this regard too…
As she was idly pondering, suddenly a clamoring sound erupted, and Yang Ruxin’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat amid the intense cold, sensing a strong aura of murderous intent.
Gu Qingheng had already drawn his Soft Sword from his waist.
Those outside the Cold Ice Chamber couldn’t help but tense up, though they didn’t dare to step forward.
The clamoring grew louder, making the entire Cold Ice Chamber seem to shudder.
Wan Song opened his mouth to speak, but ultimately, nothing ca out.
He could only nervously watch the two figures inside the chamber.
Finally, like a string snapping on a zither, a silver-white Treasure Sword flew out from a large block of white ice in the middle of the chamber, flipping around in the air and stabbing towards Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng hurriedly swung his sword, trying to block the Treasure Sword, but heard a clang.
His palm vibrated with the shock; not only did he fail to block the opponent’s sword, but he was also jolted back two steps, while his Soft Sword was even chipped.
To think, this Flower-picking Soft Sword given to him by his master, Changyangzi, could cut through iron like mud, yet…
However, Gu Qingheng didn’t hesitate.
He leapt up and grabbed the hilt of the Blood-drinking Sword, determined to keep it from hurting Xinxin.
But the strength of the sword was amazing; he didn’t stop the Treasure Sword, but instead was carried into the air with it.
Yang Ruxin turned and ran, seeing the sword flying towards her, but unfortunately, the Treasure Sword seed to have eyes, following her wherever she went.
Just as it was about to pierce her chest, she had no choice but to reach out and grasp the blade of the sword…
“Xinxin…” Gu Qingheng’s face turned pale with fright as he couldn’t help but shout out loud, quickly diving in front of Yang Ruxin and joining her in holding onto the blade…
Imdiately, blood from both individuals flowed down the blade.
However, miraculously, their blood didn’t drop; instead, it was absorbed by the sword, and being so close, they could even hear the gulping sounds of swallowing.
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