The two had no choice but to leave the city. Youyou looked at the map with some difficulty and said, "What do we do now? It's still over a thousand kilometers away from Beiling!"
"What else can we do? Fly on our swords!" Feng Rong casually summoned her flying sword.
"Ah!" She glanced at him instinctively. "It's so far, is it really okay?"
Feng Rong's face darkened. She immediately picked up the person and put them on her sword. Without saying a word, she flew forward instantly.
If you're a man, you can't say no!
Youyou: "..."
No, when did he develop this habit of embracing people while riding his sword?
Youyou didn't understand what had gotten into Fengrong this time. This time, she flew at an extremely fast speed, with the sound of the wind rushing in her ears. In a short while, the cultivator city disappeared from sight.
At first, she didn't understand what the guardian cultivator meant by the cold season, until they flew into a snowfield. In an instant, the world turned completely white, and the surroundings were filled with a bone-chilling cold. Even the pure energy in the air seemed to have dropped to freezing point. They seemed to have entered a silent space, where there was not a single sound in the world, and not a single person could be seen.
While You You was still in a daze, Feng Rong suddenly pulled something over and covered her up, wrapping her up. Looking down, she realized it was his coat. Just as she was wondering what was going on, his arms around her suddenly tightened, pulling her into his embrace, and his worried voice sounded in her ear.
"The icy cold in this snowfield can corrode a cultivator's body; even spiritual energy cannot withstand it. If you stay closer to me, you won't feel cold."
"Huh?" Youyou paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "But I'm not cold!"
Feng Rong froze, a crack appearing on her usually gentle face.
"The clothes have the aura of true fire that can ward off the cold; wear them and don't move around too much."
"I'm not cold at all!" She didn't feel any chill at all.
"That can also protect you."
"Oh...are you cold? If you are, why don't you keep your clothes on? Let go of me first."
"Shut up!" Feng Rong instantly bristled. I said you're cold, and you're cold!
"..." Okay then.
...But I'm really not cold.
o(￣ヘ￣o#)
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The snowfield before them seemed endless. Although it was already night, the surroundings were still a blanket of white, as bright as day. The two flew for two full hours without any sign of leaving the snowfield.
"Something's not right!" Youyou felt something was off, and tugged at the person next to her who was puffed up like a balloon, as if they were about to burst at any moment. "Fengrong, with your sword-riding speed, you can't possibly not have arrived yet!" She looked at the system map, and sure enough, it showed that they were still the same distance from their destination, without any reduction in distance.
Feng Rong was startled. The rationality that had driven her to run away from home in anger slowly returned, and she stopped in mid-air. She looked around, as if she had thought of something, and raised her hand to form a hand seal to investigate.
The next moment, his brow furrowed sharply, and he said in a deep voice, "This is an illusion!"
"Ah!" Youyou was stunned. "What do you mean? We're trapped? But we haven't seen any enemies!" In fact, they hadn't even seen many birds along the way, so how did they suddenly end up in an illusion?
"Someone must have set up an illusion in the snowfield beforehand, and we accidentally stumbled into it." Feng Rong was also a little irritated. She took You You down and looked around. "Don't worry, this illusion will only disorient people. It won't have any offensive effect. Just find the array's core and destroy it."
"The core of the formation?" You You was unfamiliar with these things and looked around but didn't find anything unusual.
Feng Rong merely glanced at it before pointing to the right and saying, "The spiritual energy over there is wrong; the array's core should be over there." With that, he turned and walked towards a tree on the right.
Just as he was about to form a hand seal, a sudden gust of wind swept in, carrying large swaths of snow that rushed towards him, quickly surrounding him. He frowned slightly, not taking such a harmless attack seriously, and continued walking towards the center of the formation, the swirling snowflakes unable to get close to him at all.
Just as he was about to touch the eye of the formation, his body suddenly sank, and he lost his footing and fell straight down.
"Feng Rong!" You You was startled. Just as she stepped forward to save her, the snowflakes around her intensified, a sudden gust of wind arose, and the snow on the ground flew wildly toward the direction where Feng Rong had fallen, instantly burying her. At the same time, a burst of wild laughter echoed from the sky.
"Hahahaha... We've caught another foolish cultivator!"
Youyou felt a whooshing sound behind her. When she turned around, she saw a figure suddenly emerge from the snow, looking at her with shining eyes.
Before she could retaliate, the man, his head covered in snow, grabbed her hand and said tenderly, "This beautiful noble lady, from today onwards you are mine." He was excited and his eyes grew brighter and brighter as he made a move to pick her up. "I will treat you well. I have been in love with you ever since you entered the snowfield. I want to have a bunch of little snowmen with you."
Youyou: "..."
What the heck?
Just as someone was about to climb out of the snowdrift, they heard this sentence, and snap—something in their mind snapped instantly, and boundless anger surged forth.
The visitor, however, remained excitedly trying to abduct the girl, saying, "Come on, young lady, let's go back inside and give birth to Xiaoxue..."
boom……
Before he could finish speaking, flames suddenly shot up and ignited on the snow, spreading outwards. The snow and ice that had covered the ground were instantly burned into gas, saving the trouble of melting it into water. The dazzling red flames swept across the entire snowfield in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" The person who suddenly appeared had no time to react and was blasted away by the exploding flames, letting out a painful scream. Feng Rong, who had fallen into the snow pit, was engulfed in flames and flew out. His eyes, even redder than the flames, glared at the person rolling on the ground. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the person flying towards him, lifting him up by the hand, and saying, word by word, "What did you just say? Say it again!"
"..." The other party was unable to respond at all. Under the influence of the Phoenix Flame, even its body became somewhat transparent. With a hiss, it turned back into the shape of a snowman, and its body was like a waterfall, dripping water.
"Hmph! A mere snow demon dares to covet my people." Feng Rong was furious, and the flames on her body burned even brighter. "You dare to ambush me? Fine, but you want to have a little snowman? I'll teach you to have one, I'll teach you to have one!" She raised her hand and punched the snow demon on the head, one punch after another, instantly turning the snowman's head into a head full of bumps... no, dents!
Youyou: "..."
She was exasperated and could only step forward, saying, "That's enough, Feng Rong. If you keep burning it, it'll be gone." How could a snow demon withstand being burned like that?
Feng Rong snorted coldly and threw the snowman, who had instantly shrunk by two sizes, away. Then, as if remembering something, she grabbed You You's hand and said nervously, "I won't allow you to have any little snowmen with him, or anyone else! Do you hear me?"
"..." What kind of cat disease is this?!
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