Hot Blood Entering Bingling!

If Yang Dingtian didn't wish to die, the only method was to resuscitate Dongfang Bingling.

This world was truly odd. Previously, Dongfang Bingling was Yang Dingtian's enemy, who he was going to contest for the Mystic Flame. But to Yang Dingtian now, she was his greatest savior.

"Master, is there any method that can allow Dongfang Bingling to defrost and wake up in the shortest possible time?" Yang Dingtian asked.

Dongfang Niemie was in silence.

"Master, is it possible with the holy water?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"The holy water wouldn't work." Dongfang Niemie said, "The holy water might be able to revive the dead, but Dongfang Bingling isn't dead. She isn't even injured, she is just icebound."

"Then are there other methods? It doesn't matter what kind of method." Yang Dingtian said, "Be it righteous or evil, anything. If Dongfang Bingling doesn't wake up sooner, both of us are dead for sure."

Dongfang Niemie was still in silence.