"I don't want to die? Do you know that this is a Zhenbing weapon?"

Lux was suddenly pulled away from the hilt of the sword with one hand, and tears that were shocked fell on the hilt of the sword, condensed into ice at the moment of contact.

Geno let go of Lux, who fell to the ground, obviously not knowing how dangerous he was in contact with. Ezrel hurried over to help her up, his eyes full of distress.

"Zhen Bing, Freljord's ancient magic, if it weren't for the Ice Bloodline, it would be dead if it touched."

Jenno explained the origin of Zhenbing in a concise manner, and then Lux understood the horror of this thing.

"Why did you draw this sword? You're not Artoria!" A girl who was not careful and almost made Lux succeed in trying to kill, was so angry that Geno raised his fist to threaten the girl who kept trying to kill.

Seeing this, Ezreal hurriedly protected Lux ​​in his arms. Geno was even more angry when he saw it. He stretched out his fingers and poked his nose hard.

"You're so fucking good. Eat tofu openly. My brother, I was so angry that I almost died suddenly!"

Of course, these words were only transmitted to Ezrel by voice transmission, and Lux ​​could not hear them.

"It was Garrio who asked me to pull it out, and it said it was cold." Lux was sobbing at Geno, but he still explained the reason completely.

"This sword is not Frost's sadness, what's wrong with inserting it twice? It's so pretentious!"

After understanding the reason, Geno couldn't help but spat, isn't this a matter of nothing to be sought? Zhenbing's magic will make Galio feel cold, but it will not have any impact on it.

At most, it feels like eating too much popsicle and getting to the brain!

In fact, it is necessary to move or move, and there will be no physical stiffness at all.

"I'm optimistic, people who are not the Ice Bloodline will do this when they encounter Zhenbing weapons!" In order to give Lux more memory, Geno decided to go on the battlefield and set an example in person.

Lux swallowed his throat hard, stopped choking, sat up from Ezreal's arms very sorry, and then pointed his tears at Jeno.

"Aren't you afraid?" Lux asked.

Geno did not answer.

The audience was ready, and Geno reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, and a severe pain instantly ignited throughout his body.

He did not let go, and let the cold climb onto his hands. His arms began to freeze, and Zhenbing's killing power began to appear from his right hand, and was gradually spreading along his arms to his heart.

Finally, Geno becomes an ice sculpture that draws his sword.

Lux was stunned by this fate and it took him a long time to remember to save people. But when she was about to cast the spell, Geno broke through the ice sculpture herself and pulled the broad sword Dongtan out of Galio's head.

"Did you see it? This is the end of touching things randomly." Geno shook off his ice slag and warned Lux ​​with a "cold" look on his face.

After his test, Zhenbing was indeed "brained". Fortunately, his heart was not flesh and blood, otherwise it would definitely be frozen. The reason why Geno dared to do this was because he had already been verified on Silas before, and he did so because he confirmed that the rune power could expel Zhenbing's power.

"Are you the Ice Bloodline?" After reading it, Lux's heart was full of questions.

"No, otherwise why do you think I will freeze?"

"Also, who is Artoria you just mentioned? Is it the master of this sword? Which sword is Frost Sadness? Will it be frozen if you touch it?"

Lux was like a curious baby, speaking very quickly and asked a series of questions, which made Geno brow jump.

"Ha, you have many problems."

Geno ignored her and turned to study the Bing weapon.

Although he didn't know what the weapon originally looked like, he saw that the ice crystals embedded in the hilt of the sword no longer filled the grooves, and had already exposed gaps around him, and he picked them down with his hands.

He knew that this smaller ice crystal was the legendary Zhenbing, but what was the situation? The Zhenbing, which was claimed to never melt, actually melted?

However, thinking of this thing being in the body cast by Galio's Forbidden Magic Stone for nearly two days, Geno felt relieved.

The so-called "Zheng Ice will not melt for thousands of years" is only established in the cold environment of Freljord. If you put it in the forbidden magic stone together, even if the process is slow, the magic in it will be sucked dry sooner or later.

After all, Zhenbing is a magical ice cube, and their maker is the Snowman clan who suddenly disappeared in ancient times.

Geno threw the broadsword that had taken off Zhenbing and threw it to Ezreal. He thought it was quite valuable for collection, and the latter felt it was the same, because the broadsword was too heavy. It was too difficult for him to swing this weapon to fight. It would be better to shoot it with a glove biubiu.

Lux, who was turned away from Geno, was so frustrated that she pouted. However, she immediately thought that she had not helped Galio yet, so she reached out to touch the Forbidden Magic Stone under her feet.

At this time, the thin ice under your feet had melted because Zhen Bing was pulled out.

Lux pressed his hands on the ground and began to inject warm light magic into Galio's wound.

Her hands emitted colorful lights, shining on people's body warm.

Geno felt something. He felt that the light was too conspicuous. The light on Galio's head was not a good sign, so he hinted Ezreal.

Ezreal understood the hint, took off her wallet and covered it on Lux's hands. The latter looked at her gratefully because she was wearing armor that was inconvenient to take off.

Ezreal gave him a young smile, and seeing his reflection in Larks' eyes made him so excited that he almost forgot about himself.

The next progress went very smoothly, and it was a bit beyond Geno's expectations.

Lux gave all her magic to Galio, and she didn't feel sorry for this thing, because it would rise back.

Then she picked up the jacket in her hand and prepared to give Ezrel, who was trembling in the cold wind, thanking him for his kindness that would rather be frozen than help her cover up the light.

But just as I was handing over the jacket, an old yellow photo fell out of my jacket's pocket.

Ezreal was busy wearing a jacket and didn't see it at the first time, but Lux picked it up.

Rather than saying that this is a photo, it is a simple photo-style painting. This painting is wrinkled and yellow, with defective edges and corners, and looks a bit old.

There is a pair of boys and girls leaning shoulder to shoulder with each other. The long-haired girl on the left lowered her head shyly, while the boy with half a head on the right was crampedly tilted his head, and kept grabbing the hair on the back of his head with one hand to cover up the embarrassment.

Seeing Lux looking at the most meaningful one of his many collections, Ezrel hurriedly snatched the photo from her, but the content on the photo was already imprinted in Lux's mind, and he couldn't snatch it away even if he wanted to.
Chapter completed!