"Is this ice silkworm still alive?"

Mo Hui touched the ice cube that frozen the ice silkworm with her hands and said.

Because he saw the ice silkworm motionless in the ice cube, he felt that the ice silkworm might have died.

"Click~~~~"

At this time, a series of "click" sounds suddenly sounded when they were frozen.

Looking at the frozen place, I found that it was Mo Hui's hand.

I saw Mo Hui's hand that had just touched the ice was gradually covered with ice.

"I'll go!"

This scared Mo Hui quickly pulled his hand back and melted the ice on his hands with flames.

After the ice melted, Mo Hui's hands had turned red, which was frostbite.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?"

After observing Mo Hui's injury, Qian Renxue walked forward with concern and asked.

"It's okay, just treat it."

Mo Hui stroked Qian Renxue's little head with his other hand and comforted her.

Then he wrapped his injured hand with a therapeutic bandage.

And while wrapping, he complained:

"What kind of ice is this?"

"Just touched me for a moment and it was frozen. If I hadn't pulled it out in time, I might have lost everyone now."

He is really scared now. After all, although he can treat frostbite, he will feel pain.

The moment he was frozen, he felt the pain like scraping his bones.

Although it was only a moment, because his hands soon disappeared.

But that was enough to make him unforgettable.

"The ice silkworm here must have been frozen to death."

Mo Hui looked at the ice silkworm lying in the ice cube again and said.

He felt that he was frozen just after touching it. The ice silkworm was lying in the ice cube and must have been frozen to death.

He felt that even soul beasts that live specifically in extremely cold weather should have a limit on cold resistance.

So he felt that the ice silkworm might not survive at this temperature.

"Yes, I'm dead, you guys leave quickly."

At this time, the ice silkworm in the ice seemed to move slightly.

However, this movement is very small, so small that it didn't even notice the ink painting.

"Brother Mo, ice silkworms are very cold-resistant. The silkworm pupa they woven cannot even break through the cold air of the extreme ice."

At this time, Qian Renxue reminded Mo Hui.

"oh?"

"Can this still happen?"

Mo Hui looked very curious when she heard this.

He originally wanted to leave this place quickly, but when he heard Qian Renxue say this, he felt it was necessary to verify whether the ice silkworm in the ice was still alive.

"No, little girl, why do you want to talk too much? Wouldn't you leave honestly?"

This time the ice silkworm moved slightly again.

Although it was still a very small movement like last time, because Mo Hui was always watching the ice silkworm, its movement was discovered by Mo Hui this time.

"Well, it looks like he is alive."

Mo Hui said with a smile and confirmed.

He just saw the ice silkworm moving slightly and thought he was dazzled.

Because the action was so tiny.

So in order to prevent him from seeing it wrong, Mo Hui directly investigated the aura of the ice silkworm.

Then I found that the ice silkworm was not only alive, but also contained huge energy in its body.

"And this ice cube looks like an ordinary ice cube."

When Mo Hui just looked at the ice silkworm's breath, she looked at the ice cubes around it.

It was discovered that these ice cubes also contained huge energy, which was very similar to the energy in the ice silkworm's body, and both emitted a strong cold air.

"No, I just moved a little!"

The ice silkworm couldn't help but roar when she heard Mo Hui's contemplation to herself.

It is now afraid that the Ink Painting will break the ice and grab it because it cannot beat the Ink Painting. It is afraid that the Ink Painting will kill it and absorb its soul ring and energy.

Although it is a soul beast with hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.

But since it has hardly been out, and its cultivation level is all achieved, its combat power is very low, and even if Mo Hui is only at level 80, it cannot beat it.

"Brother Mo, what are we going to do now?"

Qian Renxue knew that Mo Hui was interested in the ice silkworms in the ice and wanted to catch them and study them.

But she also knew that the ice cubes in front of her were not ordinary things, and it seemed a bit difficult to break them.

"Of course, I melted the ice and took out the ice silkworm."

Mo Hui said with a look of course.

Then he looked at the ice silkworm again, and said with a meaningful smile:

"After all, we have been rushing to the road and haven't eaten for a long time."

"And it is difficult to find food in the snow and ice. Now I have finally encountered an ice silkworm rich in protein and naturally I can't let it go."

"But how do we melt the ice?"

Qian Renxue asked after understanding the meaning of Mo Hui.

"Of course it was fire."

Mo Hui responded.

“Hahaha~~”

"You actually want to use cremation to open the marrow of ten thousand years. This is the funnyest joke I have ever heard, although I have hardly heard anyone telling jokes."

At this time, the ice silkworm in the ice cube no longer pretended to be dead because it knew it had been exposed, so it would be useless to install it.

"It's true that he's alive, and he's so arrogant."

Mo Hui said when she saw the ice silkworms jumping around in the ice.

"Hmph, I've been alive all the time."

The ice silkworm snorted coldly and said.

It was sure that ink painting could not break the marrow of the ten thousand years of ice, so it became a little tougher when speaking.

"By the way, this ice cube turns out to be called Wannian Ice Marrow."

Mo Hui did not pay attention to the ice silkworm, but looked at the thousands of years of ice marrow.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, why don't you respond to me!"

When the ice silkworm saw Mo Hui ignored it, she said angrily.

"If you have anything to say about food, you can jump now for a while, and then turn you into a charcoal-roasted ice silkworm."

Mo Hui said indifferently.

"snort!"

"Just blow, the marrow of this ten thousand years of ice is extremely hard, and the temperature is close to the extreme ice. Unless there is extreme fire, you, a little Contra, will be a little tender if you want to break it."

The ice silkworm also mocked with disdain.

"oh?"

"Yeah?"

Mo Hui smiled slightly.

"certainly."

The ice silkworm responded affirmatively.

"Well, what you said is true. I can't break the marrow of this ten thousand-year-old ice."
To be continued...