The principal is not in good condition at the moment.


    His eyes were dull, his whole body was bent and trembling, and his Qi and blood were completely suppressed and could only flow unconsciously.


    His hands kept rubbing, but it couldn''t bring him any warmth.


    Compared with others, the principal was in a better condition. His face was not blue and blue with cold, but pale. When Gu Changan sat down, he was also the only one to turn his eyes.


    Now, it seems that Gu Changan is looking at him. His eyes move uninteresting, and his lips tremble slowly. He seems to want to say something, but he still doesn''t say it in the end.


    Don''t you want to say?


    Still can''t say?


    Or unwilling to say?


    Gu Changan thought in his heart, but he was silent and approached him without trace.


    As soon as I got close to him, I immediately felt that the principal was filled with a chill - it was not like a living man at all, but an ice cube.


    Just as Gu Changan was thinking of helping the principal, just at this time, a figure suddenly came in the distance. Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived: "eh? There is a bonfire here?"


    "I''ve been wandering in the Jianghu for decades. Thanks to the love of the Taoist priest, I gave you the nickname ''wind in the knife''. I''ve seen you."


    With that, the figure had reached the campfire.


    Under the light of fire, we can see his figure.


    He looks beautiful, carries a book frame and wears a Confucian shirt. He looks like a Confucian scholar.


    But his skin is dark and he has a long knife hanging around his waist. In addition, he behaves and speaks like a typical saber in the desert.


    It''s weird.


    Gu Changan wanted to say something, but when his eyes fell on the swordsman, his eyes flashed. At present, he was as motionless as others and didn''t say anything, as if he was lazy and sleepy.


    As for the young Confucian swordsman, he laughed boldly and talked to others. Even if no one answered at all, he didn''t feel any strange, but he was more and more excited.


    As he spoke, he took off the wine bag and opened the cork. Suddenly, a strong smell of wine came with the heat.


    People unconsciously think that once this wine is drunk in the stomach, it will be warm.


    The young Confucian swordsman drank himself, and then passed the wine bag to others by the campfire with great generosity.


    "Have a drink, friend?"


    The wine bag was passed to Gu Changan''s hand. The young Confucian swordsman smiled and said.


    "No, I can''t drink. I''m drunk."


    Gu Changan smiled and refused.


    Seeing Gu Chang''an''s refusal, the young Confucian swordsman didn''t say much. He took the wine bag and drank it for himself.


    At this time, the night is getting deeper and deeper, the bright moon is getting darker and darker, and the stars are getting thinner and thinner.


    Between heaven and earth, the cold wind is more and more biting. It brings wind and sand and blows on people. I just feel that my skin hurts.


    The campfire was blown by the wind, and the light went out indefinitely. It looked a little dark. Seeing this, the young Confucian swordsman picked up the branches at his feet and kept filling them into the campfire. With the addition of firewood, the flame became more and more prosperous.


    At the back, even one person was almost tall, and the hot feeling kept pouring in.


    However, Gu Changan''s heart is getting colder and colder.


    Waves of coldness poured in like a tide. Even Gu Changan felt goose bumps on his body, the main thing around him was shaky, and the coldness on his body became more and more serious.


    His spirit has begun to languish.


    I''m going to sleep.


    Seeing this scene, Gu Changan knew that something was wrong, but he was still strange and didn''t want to make any action.


    "No, you can''t go on like this!"


    "If so, I''m afraid the principal can''t make it!"


    Gu Changan himself is carefree and wants to wait here to see what the demon wants to do.


    But the cold on the master''s body is about to invade the bone marrow, and his blood is squeezed so that he can''t flow. If he goes on like this, he will be like the rest of the people in half an hour and can''t wake up completely!


    At this point, Gu Changan still doesn''t know what the so-called freezing death is——


    "By the campfire, the demon will weaken people''s spiritual will invisibly, so that he is greedy for the false warmth in front of the campfire and is reluctant to leave."


    "It''s like getting up in the morning in winter, unwilling to open the bed; in summer, the sun is in the sky, greedy for cold and refreshing!"


    "Once there is no giving up in the heart, the demon''s ability will continuously enlarge it, and finally people will never have the courage to leave!"


    "So... Frozen to death!"


    Even without Bai Jiao''s divine pupil, Gu Chang''an can clearly find that several people in front of the campfire, except the principal, are still holding on, and the others have been frozen to death!


    "There''s not enough firewood. Let''s pick up some firewood!"


    Just then, the young Confucian swordsman suddenly opened his mouth and said to Gu Chang''an.


    Hearing this, Gu Chang''an looked at the campfire with hesitation. His eyes were struggling, but he still said, "OK!"


    "It''s just that we can''t pick up too much. We''re pulling someone..."


    With that, Gu Changan picked up the hanging mirror on the left and the chief manager got up.


    But the principal was motionless, and his eyes even meant that he was unwilling to leave.


    Gu Changan didn''t care what he thought. He made direct efforts on his hand, and the main thing was pulled up by him, but it looked like he stood up.


    "I saw a Populus euphratica forest before I came. There are many dead branches and leaves. I''ll take you to pick them up!"


    Young Confucian swordsmen lead the way.


    Gu Changan stumbled behind the head of the hanging mirror company, perhaps leaving the campfire. Gu Changan found that the head of the hanging mirror company gradually recovered some look, but still did not have his own consciousness.


    After walking for a while, the three went to a nearby Populus euphratica forest, picked up some firewood respectively, and went back at the proposal of the young Confucian swordsman.


    Strange to say, when the young Confucian swordsman said "go back to the bonfire", an urgent thought suddenly appeared in his heart - an urgent desire to go back to the bonfire and accept warmth.


    The principal of xuanjing company whispered at this moment: "cold... Go back, go back... Cold..."


    Go back faster than come out.


    When approaching the campfire, the young Confucian swordsman and the head of the hanging mirror division quickly sat back to their positions and looked very eager for the warmth of the campfire.


    "Crackling ~"


    The branches are burning, emitting bright red light, which brings bursts of heat and warmth in the explosion of combustion.


    The young Confucian swordsmen kept adding firewood, and the bonfire became more and more prosperous. The bright red light gradually exuded a faint green.


    Gu Changan looked at the branch and sighed in his heart.


    Where is this branch? It''s clear


    It''s a white bone!


    Thinking like this, he set his eyes on the young Confucian scholars.


    The latter seemed to feel Gu Changan''s eyes, raised his eyes at this moment, and then smiled at the corners of his mouth.


    Under the uncertain light of the fire, the young Confucian swordsman''s face changed at this moment, which reflected the more strange smile.


    It''s like


    A demon who is trying to choose people.


    The cold came to my heart.


    ……


    ……


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