Her eyes were clear and deep, like stars in a cold night, revealing an irresistible charm amidst their icy coldness.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, smooth and silky, each strand seemingly shimmering with the light of ice and snow.

Her figure was light and graceful, and her every move exuded an extraordinary temperament.

Ma Hehua looked at her as if she were a complete idiot, and the air around her seemed to grow cold because of her presence. Her breath turned into wisps of white mist and dissipated in the air.

"Hey girl, aren't you cold standing on the roof of the car in the middle of the night? Look at how little you're dressed, and you're dressed just like those women in Japan... wait..."

Ma Hehua seemed to have figured something out.

Beneath her slender eyebrows, her eyes were like ice-blue gems, cold and sharp; a single glance from them could send one into an icy abyss.

She stood quietly in the snow, her graceful figure radiating an ethereal and mysterious aura.

"Mom, oh my god! Come quick, come and see if this is that...that...oh dear! I just can't remember."

woman:"……………………"

Ma Linghua suddenly flipped over and jumped up. Looking at the woman, she blurted out, "The Japanese shikigami Yuki-onna from the Sakura Kingdom."

"Yes, yes, yes! It's the Snow Woman from TV. Why is her hair black?" Ma Hehua's focus was actually on her hair.

"bump!"

Ma Linghua gave her a sharp rap on the head. "Go down and carry Lihua up. Let's go. This time they're after us."

She can't bear the consequences of those 28 deaths.

"Okay, Mom!"

Ma Hehua nimbly jumped off the roof of the car, carrying her daughter on her back, and leaped away like Superman. The people in the car were stunned, as if they were watching a TV drama.