My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Hahahaha... What makes you think that?! Do I look like the Barbarian King to you? "Haha …"

Ye Fan twitched his mouth, just what level of cultivation is this guy at? Even he couldn\'t tell, because right now he is in a mess, and his perception is very poor.

However, no matter what, Jiran was not like the Barbarian King. At the very least, his impression of the Barbarian King was far from being the Barbarian King.

"What\'s wrong, Ye Fan, are you looking for the Barbarian King?" What\'s the matter? " Gillian asked.

Of course, Ye Fan couldn\'t casually tell him about the Temple\'s matter, so he could only say, "I just asked..."

"Oh right, you said that we were imprisoned here. How long have you been imprisoned for?"

Gillian counted with her fingers, "Probably... More than a month? "

Ye Fan was speechless, "Don\'t tell me you never thought of leaving?"

Gillian laughed, "I don\'t want to. This place is pretty good! The food they sent from the merfolk was delicious!

Listen, it\'s night now, the merfolk are singing outside, what a beautiful song!

If I go out, they might think I\'m an enemy if I escape, and I want to keep a close eye on the Draconians. "

After hearing these reasons, Ye Fan\'s head hurt even more.

But he had heard the song all the time.

This was a pure melody without any lyrics, a beautiful and ethereal scene. The moment he closed his eyes, it would appear in his mind …

Ye Fan listened carefully and felt his primordial spirit become more comfortable. It wouldn\'t hurt so much.

This melody seemed to have a miraculous effect of alleviating mental trauma.

Unknowingly, after a long time, when the singing stopped, Ye Fan finally came back to his senses.

"How is it? It does sound nice, doesn\'t it?" "Draconians are born to love singing. Their control and comprehension of the music is innate …"

Ye Fan slanted his eyes at him, "It\'s not like you sang it, what are you so proud of?"

"I am a biologist! I\'m explaining it to you! " Gillian argued.

Ye Fan shook his head, his eyes glanced over his hand, and his heart suddenly thumped.

"I... Where is my ring!? "

Ye Fan discovered that his Sword God Ring, his two spatial rings, were all gone!

"Of course it was taken by the merfolk," said Jilun. Have you ever seen a prisoner bring things without permission? It\'s good to leave you some clothes! "

"Then what happened to your notebook and pen?!" Ye Fan turned around and asked.

"I have a pocket in my crotch. The mermaid might be a little shy, so she didn\'t take it out of my crotch.

Actually, I don\'t have any dirt inside, but I often bathe! "

Ye Fan\'s face stiffened. He believed that this thing couldn\'t be the Barbarian King!

Ye Fan stood up and walked out of the cave. Although he only had brute force and his strength was greatly reduced, he was still worried about Xiao Jin and the others\' safety.

"Sigh!" "Ye Fan, don\'t force your way in!" Gillian saw it and shouted to stop it.

Ye Fan saw that there was nothing in front of him, so he tried taking two more steps, but suddenly felt that something was wrong!

A formless wave of sound exploded from the hole!

This was like a infrasound that Ye Fan couldn\'t hear at all, but the power of the sound waves sent him flying!

"Bam!"

Ye Fan\'s head hit the stone wall again, almost fainting from the pain!

"Sigh... I\'m telling you, don\'t force your way in. This mermaid specializes in sound waves. This cave doesn\'t look like a prison, but it is actually filled with all sorts of sound waves traps.

You only touched the first level now, and you were only sent flying.

There are even people attacking the primordial spirit outside. With your current state, you\'ll probably die if you force your way in … " said Gillian, clicking her tongue.

Ye Fan was lying on the cold ground, his face pale, gasping for breath, "Why didn\'t you say so earlier..."

"Am I not going to stop you?" Gillian rolled her eyes.

Ye Fan sat up, thought for a moment, and said, "Tell me …" Will they come to deliver food? "

"That\'s right. I\'ll gift it to you once every night. Sorry about that, I finished it today …" "I didn\'t know you\'d wake up, haha." Jiran laughed embarrassedly.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment. It seems that he can only wait until the Dragon-man delivers his food tomorrow before considering how to get out.

He sat cross-legged. Right now, all he could do was think of a way to dispel the evil spiritual force that had corroded his primordial spirit.

Ye Fan tried to endure the pain and activated the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations. With his pitiful primordial spirit, he would definitely be unable to resolve this crisis.

Therefore, he could only hope that he could better control the Dragon Soul and use it to solve his predicament …

Ji Lun watched Ye Fan practice from the side and did not disturb him. He took out his notebook and began to write and draw, sometimes deep in thought, sometimes silly with laughter. He was enjoying himself.

Nearly a whole day had passed, and Ye Fan opened his eyes, his forehead full of sweat. His eyes were filled with fatigue...

His primordial spirit and dragon soul seemed to have been frozen. No matter how he circulated his cultivation, he was unable to disperse this cold current.

It was as if a person was locked in a cold storage room and wouldn\'t die in a short period of time. As time passed, the temperature would go too low and he wouldn\'t be able to wake up …

He urgently needed other spiritual forces to respond and pry open the "door to the cold storage" to help the Dragon Soul. Only then would he be able to escape from his current situation.

And this kind of power, to most cultivators, was actually the most normal — Spiritual Body.

The combination of the primordial spirit and the spirit of the path that was comprehended from the aurous core was precisely the creation of the spirit.

And a perfect fusion, when the spirit body matures, would allow one to step into longevity.

If it was in the past, Ye Fan wouldn\'t even care about Spirit Creation. In any case, even if he was in the Heaven Seizing Stage, under his sword, he would be no different from an ant.

How could he care about a plastic spirit? Anyway, just practice as you wish.

But now, Ye Fan realized that the only thing that could save his primordial spirit was the plastic spirit!?

He possessed the combat ability that was even fearless of the sage realm, and he actually had to worry about the Spirit Creation Realm?!

What troubled Ye Fan even more was that he only had two types of golden cores, both of which were liquid golden cores!

How could this liquid core shape a spirit? There was no record of it in any ancient book!

Ye Fan\'s cultivation method was self-created. This meant that if he didn\'t create his own method as soon as possible, once his primordial spirit couldn\'t hold on anymore, he might really be hopeless...

"Ahh …" Ye Fan held his head in distress, but then heard a snoring sound from the side.

When he turned his head, he saw Gillian lying there, snoring.

Ye Fan sighed, he wanted to see what day it was outside, but he heard footsteps outside the cave!

The person who delivered the food had arrived?

Ye Fan immediately perked up and stood up.

Not long after, he saw a man with long dark blue hair and a blue vest walking in with some food in his hands.

The face of the mermaid was not much different from that of a human, but she had fins in her ears and fins in her arms, and webbed feet.

From the looks of it, it was different from the Siren he had encountered previously.

Even so, the mermaid still looked at Ye Fan with a face full of coldness and vigilance.

The mermaid put down a large green leaf. On the leaf were some vegetarian foods, but no one could tell what they were.

Seeing that the mermaid was about to leave, Ye Fan quickly shouted: "Wait! Can you understand me? I want to ask you something! "