The Ice Empress dropped her airs, stepped forward, lowered her head and bent at the waist, parted her pink lips, and bit off a mouthful.
Xu Qing: "..."
A few strands of hair carrying a cold fragrance brushed against Xu Qing's face, a little ticklish.
He looked at the Ice Empress obediently eating the popsicle herself, and the thought in his mind solidified a little more.
Xu Qing opened his mouth soundlessly, sighed inwardly, and pulled the popsicle out of the Ice Empress's mouth.
"Pop~"
"Mm?" The Ice Empress looked puzzled, not feeling the slightest thing was wrong.
Tsk, so it really is the Mystic Ice Marrow's fault. Xu Qing thought this as he looked at the crystal-blue moisture at the corner of the girl's lips.
The Ice Empress had become clingy.
Xu Qing named this miraculous phenomenon severe Mystic Ice Marrow dependency.
All medicine had some poison in it, and everything in the world had two sides. Like eating too many snacks would make you fat, but they tasted good.
The Mystic Ice Marrow was the same. It could greatly increase an ice-type soul beast's cultivation speed, and it possessed an ultimate flavor. These were all its positive effects.
What stood opposed to them?
In truth, the answer had been known from the very beginning—that crazed bug.
The method of resisting it was simple: constantly strengthen one's will, temper one's spirit, and fundamentally raise one's resistance.
In truth, Xu Qing would also have fallen into this state, but unfortunately, his second martial soul itself was far too overpowered and had granted him extremely strong willpower.
On top of that, there was the first soul ring Big Bug had given him, those three passive soul skills—especially the latter two, one [Adaptation] and one [Willpower].
They could be said to have