"Seriously, this time it's absolutely serious."
Seeing Jiang Hanxi's disbelieving look, Wang Feng hurriedly began to explain.
He suspected that the ice unicorn might be related to Jiang Hanxi's constitution, the Primordial Netherworld Cold Body, the Netherworld Qilin.
The cold is deep, so cold...
Not only are their names similar, but even the spells they unleash are so alike—they both turn objects into ice and shatter them into ice spikes that shoot at the enemy.
Where are you going?
Jiang Hanxi frowned and stared at Wang Feng for a while. Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, she asked in a cold voice.
Seeing that she had agreed, Wang Feng slowly stepped forward, turned his back, and lowered his body slightly.
"Come up."
Wang Feng called out to Jiang Hanxi with his back to her, and waved to her with his hand outstretched behind his back.
Jiang Hanxi stared at Wang Feng's back for a moment, hesitated, pursed her lips, and then gently lay down on him.
Wow~......
Wang Feng felt that soft, delicate body lying on his back, and in an instant, his heart was filled with desire.
"Great, great, absolutely fantastic!"
Wang Feng muttered something with a chuckle behind his back to Jiang Hanxi, leaving the person behind him somewhat bewildered.
"Not bad... what?"
Jiang Hanxi felt Wang Feng's legs wrapped around her waist as he hugged her, and asked a question in a daze.
"My wife's body is truly exquisite, hehe."
As Wang Feng carried Jiang Hanxi toward the door, he chuckled.
Then Wang Feng felt the noise behind him gradually subside. Jiang Hanxi remained silent and gently hugged his neck.
However, a blush secretly rose on the pretty face of the woman lying on Wang Feng's back.
She leaned back slightly, as if afraid that if her breasts were pressed against him, Wang Feng would feel pleasure.
Wang Feng gently pushed open the door and suddenly sensed something was wrong. He released his divine sense to look around.
A figure was lying in the snow where snowflakes were falling, forming a small snowdrift that was hard to spot if you didn't look closely.
Wang Feng's face darkened, and several black lines seemed to appear on his forehead. Why hasn't this idiot left yet?
Jiang Hanxi, who was also at the Quasi-Emperor level, clearly sensed Leng Ningyue's concealed presence in the snow, and her expression turned cold.
"cold!......"
"If you're cold, then stay close to your husband. Why are you hiding so far away from his chest?"
Jiang Hanxi was about to shout out in her cold yet melodious voice when Wang Feng suddenly stopped her.
"you......"
"Good girl~, your husband is not an outsider."
Jiang Hanxi choked on her words again, withdrew her hand from Wang Feng's neck, and twisted his waist.
"Eh! Ah!!"
Wang Feng felt a sharp pain, which was clearly not ordinary force, but the force he exerted based on his Quasi-Emperor realm.
"No, no, no, my husband, you were wrong, you were wrong!"
Wang Feng hurriedly begged for mercy, then turned to Jiang Hanxi and winked a few times.
Jiang Hanxi glanced at Wang Feng, but then let go of his hand and put her arms around his warm neck again without saying anything.
Wang Feng looked at the snowdrift that seemed to have moved slightly and probed it with his divine sense.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the seemingly foolish man had an aura protecting her, preventing her from being buried by the heavy snow.
Wang Feng looked at Leng Ningyue, who was grinning broadly in the enclosed space in the snow.
Those ears seemed to want to get closer to the two of them.
Laugh! I'll make sure you don't laugh anymore in a minute!
Wang Feng carried Jiang Hanxi on his back and slowly moved towards the small snowdrift.
Then, pretending to pass by casually, he stomped heavily on Leng Ningyue's palm and chased it away twice.
"Oh, right, my wife, I remember we still have some things in the house that we haven't taken out."
Wang Feng stepped on Leng Ningyue's palm, turned around without lifting his foot, and finally headed back towards the house.
Wang Feng looked into the snowdrift again with his divine sense, and Leng Ningyue's beautiful face was now flushed red.
It wasn't the embarrassment that Jiang Hanxi felt; it hurt!
Her cultivation level was the Heavenly Origin Realm, so Wang Feng used his spiritual power to increase his weight.
This way, she would be like an ordinary person whose hand has been stepped on, and she would be spun around while being stepped on.
They haven't...found me, have they?!
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even a peak ninth-level Saint King Realm expert couldn't detect this treasure of mine!
Leng Ningyue's face turned bright red as she held back her anger. The thought of being discovered had just crossed her mind, but she immediately dismissed it.
"Alright, my wife, let's go."
With Jiang Hanxi, whose lips couldn't help but curl slightly, on his back, Wang Feng arrived at the pile of laughing snow once again.
Then, lightening the weight of his spiritual energy, he stepped hard on the face of the small snowdrift.
"uh-huh......"
Leng Ningyue turned her face to the side in the snowdrift, feeling the pain of a large foot stepping on her left cheek, and couldn't help but groan.
"Huh! My wife, you spoke?"
"Why did the snow I just passed feel so hard?"
Wang Feng stood beside Leng Ningyue's head, looking at Jiang Hanxi, who was trying her best to suppress her laughter and had a calm expression, with some doubt.
Jiang Hanxi didn't dare to speak at this moment, afraid that if she did, she would chuckle softly.
Then, with a slightly flushed face, she gently shook her head. Wang Feng smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Why did that patch of snow feel so hard?"
Wang Feng turned around and walked back, lightly stepping on Leng Ningyue's left cheek a few more times, but without using force.
"Alright, let's go."
Wang Feng decided not to tease her anymore, and finally stepped on her face, leaving a big footprint.
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