People who have experienced ghost-pressing beds can probably experience the feeling of powerlessness and panic that is clear in mind but unable to control their physical movements.

"What is this thing that pours into his body? It's so cold! I'll be frozen into a popsicle." At this time, Ze Yuhui's body was covered with a thin layer of frost. If she hadn't seen the fog spit out regularly from his mouth and nose, she would be like a human-shaped ice sculpture.

The influx of the cold energy not only failed to alleviate Ze Yuhui's weakness, but instead brought him even more intense pain. It replaced the position of blood and rushed towards his limbs as the heart thrusts.

If the bracelet on the wrist had not absorbed and suppressed a large amount of cold energy, Ze Yuhui would have died of frozen and solidified by the flesh and blood of the meridians.

Ze Yuhui clearly felt that his body temperature was falling rapidly, and the pain caused by the chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him extremely crazy. He was like a violent beast completely suppressed, and could only roar silently and could not do anything.

"Please beat me, kneel down and be beaten unconscious!" Ze Yuhui wailed helplessly in her heart.

The same person who knelt down and begged to be dizzy was also the "devoured" ice jade silkworm. The feeling of slowly hollowing out the body also made it suffer.

"It's so refreshing, and the pain is broken!" Bing Yu Silkworm cried silently in her heart.

Everything is worth stopping, but God seems to have forgotten the person and insect in the ice chamber and enjoyed it: when the cold energy in Ze Yuhui's body was filled to the extreme, the ice jade silkworm finally stopped transporting. However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the ice jade silkworm began to suck the essence and blood in Ze Yuhui's body automatically.

"Is it still a matter of no end!" They cried in their hearts at the same time.

In this way, in the continuous cycle of transport and sucking, the man and the insect finally could not bear the pain and fell into a coma one after another as they wished.

Taking advantage of the protagonist's unconsciousness, let us quickly adjust the camera to record the changes in the ice pupa in the ice room.

As we have already said in the previous article, the coldest qi can provide the ice pupa to the energy to move. When the ice jade silkworm wakes up, the ice pupa wakes up one by one because it cannot feel the nourishment of the coldest qi.

They all strangled their throats, as if they were breathing hard, their pale faces were full of pain and ferociousness. There was no emotional color in their empty eyes.

No one likes to watch such a sad and upset silent pantomime, let's avoid it for the time being.

Ze Yuhui and the Bingyu Silkworm, who had already been unconscious, were still merging blood and cold energy until they reached a balance point and stopped such a cycle. Nothing else in this world can have exactly the same blood and energy as them, just like the same person.

The body of the Ice Jade Silkworm is no longer crystal white and thorough, and the blood-red color on its body adds a bit of charm. Ze Yuhui's body has long been covered with a thick layer of ice, and he still keeps patting the back of the Ice Jade Silkworm.

Just as the blood and energy of this man and the worm stopped merging, the magic circle that had been sleeping for a long time actually activated.

Ze Yuhui and the Ice Jade Silkworm maintained their original posture under the influence of the power of the magic circle and slowly rose to the top of the ice chamber.

The children in the ice pupa stopped struggling at the same time, and their empty and unsightly eyes looked up.

The magic array must be operated by the array eye. Ze Yuhui, who already has the same bloodline as the Ice Jade Silkworm, was recognized by the magic array. So, a huge blood-red silkworm cocoon began to form until the two of them were completely wrapped in it and became a large ice pupa.

The ice pupa was quietly suspended on the top and could not see clearly what was happening. However, as time passed, the blood-colored light in the ice pupa became stronger, but it could not be leaked. It was like a closed and tight stove, illuminating the ice room with scarlet red.

Everything has its limit to endure, and finally the ice pupa was unable to withstand the richer blood-colored light. 72 columns of light shining with blood-red light instantly pierced the ice pupa and shot towards the 72 ice pupas below, establishing a connection with it.

Following these light columns, the breath full of blood and cold air was continuously transported into each ice pupa.

After absorbing these supplies, the child in the ice pupa slowly stopped struggling, and the painful and ferocious expression gradually became peaceful. The pale face began to appear, but the hollowness and spirit in his eyes still did not change at all.

Those who have accomplished great things from ancient times to the present must be hurt by their bodies and tormenting their spirits.

Ze Yuhui, who was in a coma, could no longer feel the pain from the body and the changes from the outside world. He even had a beautiful dream very comfortably.

In his dream, he experienced a lot: the birth of the deep ice and snow, the survival and hiding in the vast snow peaks, and even saw the figure of Han Bingyu... These things appeared in his mind like fragmented memories.

"When did I have such a memory? Why did my mind have been so open recently?" Ze Yuhui, who was unconscious, was very confused about this.

In addition to physical discomfort, causing headaches, too much information pouring into the mind can also cause blockage in the forehead, causing headaches.

Immersed in the beautiful dream, Ze Yuhui's dream became more and more bizarre. At some point, many fragmented memories suddenly poured into his mind, and all the things in these memories seemed to be as real as he experienced them personally.

"Who am I? Where am I from?..." Feeling such a mixed and real memory fragment, Ze Yuhui's brain fell into chaos, and she couldn't tell which one belonged to her for a moment.

The memory fragments were getting more and more, and the tingling sensation in his mind made him feel more and more awake.

He saw a boy's figure becoming clearer in all the memory fragments: he seemed to be walking towards him slowly, his arms hanging on both sides of his body, his steps stiff, his red and unsightly eyes and pale face looked creepy.

"Don't come here!" It turned out that Ze Yuhui in her dream was a coward, and she retreated repeatedly when she saw this.

When the boy heard this, he looked at Ze Yuhui and smiled evilly. His godless eyes were filled with charm: Come! Come here!

Ze Yuhui turned her head and ran, but after a while, she found that no matter which direction he was running, the boy walked towards him in front and narrowed the distance again.

Ze Yuhui, who ran to exhaustion, finally sat on the ground and looked at the little boy getting closer and closer in horror. He seemed to have forgotten to use his skills.

"Little brother, stop making trouble! Your mother is calling you to go home for dinner!" Ze Yuhui said calmly.

The little boy didn't respond.

Ze Yuhui was anxious to think of the ant on the hot pan, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: respiratory therapy...

"Little brother, come and breathe with your brother, inhale, exhale, inhale..."

"You should inhale!" Ze Yuhui's breathing therapy that had been tried for a long time had lost its efficacy and was even more panicked for a moment.

"Dream!" The boy's emotionless voice rang.

"dream?"

"No! I'm dreaming now!" Ze Yuhui defended, and the little boy's hands were already squeezing his throat.

The huge dizziness made Ze Yuhui feel dizzy, and her head seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and the pain was unbearable.

"Let me wake up!" Ze Yuhui's strangled throat made a hoarse sound.

"Dream with us! There are everything in our dreams!" Different voices spoke the same words.

"No! Everything in the dream is illusory!" Ze Yuhui was about to breathe out and struggled to defend herself.

"Illusion! Fake! All of this is fake!" Ze Yuhui suddenly woke up.

He pulled out a wooden sword, clasped his hands tightly, and tried his best to stab him in his chest.

The moment the wooden sword successfully pierced the heart, the little boy in front of him broke like glass, and then everything around him also shattered and dissipated.

Finally, when Ze Yuhui's figure also dissipated, the picture suddenly changed: he fell asleep quietly under the ice like a baby.

When I wrote that part, I thought of "Inception" and I talked nonsense and wanted to have fun for myself. Isn't that the matter? No one watched it anyway.
Chapter completed!