"Yes, Uncle just left these two stones for you. It seems that you like them very much," Oprain narrowed his eyes and smiled when he saw Qingyang's excited look.

"It's not just my liking, I like it so much. Uncle, don't worry, I will treasure this gem." Qingyang said, then selected a smaller one from the two gems and put it in his pocket.

"Qingyang, those people are ready, you can help them unblock them." Before Qingyang could thank Opraine, Mill suddenly walked in and said.

"I understand, uncle, you guys go quickly." Qingyang nodded at Mir, stood up and said.

"What do you mean we'll leave quickly? What about you? Child, don't tell me, you want to stay and do stupid things too." Hearing Qingyang's words, Oprain's heart suddenly hangs up again, so he said and glanced at Snow.

"Haha, uncle, how could I do that kind of thing?" Qingyang couldn't help but laughed in silence when he heard this.

"Then why are you staying?" Oprain continued to ask. Qingyang knew that if he didn't explain clearly, his somewhat stubborn uncle would not leave easily.

"Don't worry, uncle, I just went to other places in the woods to pick up a friend. Besides, I have prepared some gifts for the next guests." Qingyang said, with a smile on his face...

Next, Mill, Oprain and others, plus ten rookies and fifty-two teams of archers, left there in a mighty manner. Qingyang naturally had to stay and do the aftermath. He set a fire to burn the wooden house where Oprain lived. However, he piled all the people who had fainted before into the abandoned basement of Oprain. In this way, Qingyang could do what he wanted to do next with confidence.

"Tap, you guy is really here, you really can hide." When Qingyang returned to his original place to look for Tap, he found that he was no longer there. No wonder, since Mill took back that battle mode, the rain began to get heavier and heavier again. So Qingyang began to search nearby. In fact, finding Tap was not easy. Because he was born with some mysterious ability, he could not find his place, so Qingyang could only find it based on his intuition. Then, after Qingyang searched in the jungle for more than an hour, he finally found Tap curled up there in a thick tree hole.

"What? Have you caught a cold?" Seeing that Tap's forehead and cheeks were a little red, Qingyang immediately stepped forward and touched his forehead.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..." Tap murmured softly, his face full of pain.

"This guy is so weak..." Qingyang said, and began to input his fighting spirit into his body.

The Dou Qi is input to other people's bodies. If the speed is appropriate, it will have the effect of warming the body. Even the water-based Dou Qi with a cold attribute is the same. Qingyang naturally knew this from Mill, but this is indeed the first time he tried this method. Therefore, at the beginning, he inputted very slowly. While inputting, he observed Tap's expression changes. In this way, he could ensure that Tap would not be invaded by excessively violent external forces and injured his blood vessels or internal organs.

So, after nearly fifteen minutes, under the nourishment of the Qingyang Dou Qi, Tapu finally woke up from his coma. However, his fever had not yet subsided.

"Get up, I'll carry you away from here." Qingyang saw him wake up and said to Tap. However, Tap didn't have the strength to get up by himself, so Qingyang had to pull him up and carry him on his back. Then, in order to prevent him from being invaded by the cold again, Qingyang put a white layer of Dou Qi outside him and Tap's bodies. In this way, neither rain nor cold air would invade the bodies of the two.

"Hmph, those guys are chasing uncles and the others without knowing how to do it, but it's great, it's just what I want." Qingyang said, and his body jumped up and stood at the top of a tree. However, due to the double weight, Qingyang had to find a thicker trunk and stood up.

"Uncle has been away for nearly two hours. Judging from what I can perceive, he has already walked out of the woods. But those guys are still in the woods, about an hour away from Uncle. In this way, I can give them the gifts with confidence." Qingyang said, then raised his right hand. In an instant, a faint white light appeared in his palm. Then, the original light blue glowing body began to spread in the sky without limit, and it stopped after it enveloped a considerable range.

"Innocent creatures in a corner of the Wosak Forest, if you have the ability, go to defend against this attack!" Qingyang shouted, and then suddenly pressed his raised hand down. He saw that sharp ice thorns suddenly formed on the clouds that had turned blue in the sky. These ice thorns were like mushrooms after the rain, covered with the blue clouds. Then, as the volume of the ice thorns gradually increased, the blue luminous body was gradually shrinking. Finally, when the circular ripples centered around it spread around, the luminous body gradually disappeared into the clouds.

"The Mysterious Ice Realm Method! Hundreds of Ice Spinning Splits!" The sound of Qingyang echoed in the sky, followed by the ice thorns that fell like rain, almost covering the sky. They poured their anger into the soil and vented on the trees. Then, the freezing range of the earth and trees gradually spread. With deafening sounds, many small animals had turned into ice sculptures before they had time to escape. They opened their terrified eyes and died without knowing what the sudden disaster was.

"Do you want to run? Stay all over!" Qingyang used his perception to detect a group of people running around without any sense of direction. Although most of them still could not escape the attack of the ice thorn rain, some people with very strong fighting spirit cultivation could still resist these ice thorns effortlessly. So Qingyang had to move over at high speed and chase behind the escaped people.

About a minute later, the Ice Rain suddenly stopped, and Qingyang was about to catch up with those people.

"Hmph, no matter how many people you die, you are asking for it..." Qingyang locked the three people running with the ice thorns coming out of his hand. When he was about to launch a sneak attack, he suddenly heard the sound of the wonderful bagpipe again.

However, unlike the last time, this time the song became very desolate, giving people a feeling of tears when they heard the sound.

"What's wrong with me?" Qingyang looked at his hands. He was already murderous intent and suddenly became a little sad. He looked at the surrounding scenery... a small forest, just to vent his anger, turned him into a piece of frozen soil in an instant, which made him start to think, is it really right to do this?

"Oh, forget it, it's better to have less things than to do more." Qingyang sighed, took back the ice thorn in his hand, and let the unknown escapees run out of the forest. He himself was listening carefully to the sad song. The sad melody was accompanied by the frozen wreckage in front of him, and this desolate feeling seemed to tell the fragility of life.

Because of the water vapor in the cloud that was strongly overdrawn by the magic just now, the cloud gradually dissipated, and at the same time, the fighting energy around Qingyang's body also dissipated.

After a while, when the sound of the bagpipe gradually faded away, Qingyang woke up from his sad mood.
Chapter completed!