He frowned and sat quietly on the bed. Frost covered his hair and even the tips of his eyebrows. The astonishing cold air continued to spread and erode his body.
The moment she opened the door to the training room, Mu Zhiqing felt the terrible cold air penetrate into her body, and almost lost consciousness in an instant.
However, at this moment, she was looking at the figure that was completely different from the past with more horror.
Because the thing that spread throughout the training room and even made the entire palace feel cold was none other than Ling Yunting himself!
"How can there be such terrible coldness in the human body?"
Mu Zhiqing's heart froze. The strength of this cold air was completely beyond her knowledge. She couldn't even imagine how someone could persevere in such extreme pain. It was simply unbelievable...
"Xiao Qingqing, it's impossible for ordinary people to survive such a terrible cold..."
The little fairy has followed Mu Zhiqing for many years and has some understanding of this aspect.
Mu Zhiqing frowned, this was something she couldn't understand.
She had never felt such an astonishing coldness in His Majesty's body. Could this be the real reason for the so-called full moon night
"who?"
As if he felt the movement coming from the door, Ling Yunting was like a beast waking up. He suddenly turned his gaze, his ferocious eyes exuding astonishing murderous intent.
Those eyes were different from the gentle and doting eyes of the past. They contained a chilling and bloodthirsty aura, just like the eyes in hell.
Wherever you look, you feel scared from the bottom of your heart...
Rich pressure erupted from Ling Yunting's body, and the air in the entire training room seemed to become thicker.
Mu Zhiqing felt a sudden surge of energy within her body. This kind of pressure was much stronger than the pressure released by Pang Junde's men.
At first, the speed of her Yuan Power was only blocked, but now it can hardly move at all...
Ling Yunting rushed in front of Mu Zhiqing almost instantly, his bloodthirsty eyes focused on her, and he directly strangled her neck with one hand.
"Yunting, it's me..."
At this moment, Mu Zhiqing could naturally see that Ling Yunting's consciousness had become a little blurry under the force of the cold air, and that strange gaze seemed to not recognize her at all...
However, it was impossible for ordinary people to survive such an astonishing cold. It was already a miracle that Ling Yunting was only temporarily unconscious.
Hearing that familiar voice, Ling Yunting gradually relaxed the strength in his hands, and his expressionless face changed slightly.
His expression was tainted with a trace of pain, and he was almost trying his best to suppress something, holding back and unable to control himself.
It wasn't until those eyes gradually regained some clarity that the man's harsh voice was filled with a hint of tenderness and apology.
"Zhiqing, I'm sorry."
Ling Yunting let go of his hand, quickly moved away from Mu Zhiqing, and arrived at the other side of the training room.
"Get out of here quickly. I'm mentally confused. I can't even guarantee what I will do."
At this moment, Mu Zhiqing completely understood.
No wonder Second Young Master Ling and the others are not here. With Ling Yunting's strength, once he makes a move, Second Young Master and the others will not be their opponents.
However, her heart ached when she thought of the torture-like pain he had to endure every full moon night.