Qu Da Mei Nu is ruthless and heartless.
Who knows how many people have been harmed in their efforts to cross this toxic barrier?
After entering the poisonous barrier, Gingerbread was surprised to find that the poisonous gas was the best nourishment for Stinky.
She walked forward without hesitation, holding Chou Chou in her arms as he inhaled the poisonous fog in the woods.
Another half hour passed.
A blinding white light shone in.
Gingerbread parted the last branch.
"Finally it came out."
"Huh?"
No wonder there was such a strong white light; behind the poisonous forest was a pure white little world.
It's all snow here.
The butterfly fluttered its wings and flew slowly forward.
On the vast expanse of white ice and snow.
There stands a solitary ice sculpture hall.
It is engraved with the words "Heavenly Cave Abode".
Old Huang had been out for too long, so he went inside the wishing lantern to rest.
Fen Jue stayed by her side.
The monk, dressed in his robes, didn't feel the cold, but upon seeing the snow, Gingerbread instinctively hugged his arms.
As we approached the Ice Palace.
The sounds of fighting could be heard coming from inside.
"Oh my, they've started fighting." Gingerbread's bright almond-shaped eyes sparkled with excitement.
They sneaked up to the palace gate.
Peeking inside from the doorway.
Fen Jue's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"You really do thrive on chaos."
His smile carried a hint of mockery and indulgence.
"Fenjue, come quick!" Ginger Cake chuckled, turning to Fenjue and beckoning with her finger. "This is absolutely amazing!"
He walked forward helplessly.
She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him over. "See? Qu Miaozhu and Hua Kongque are fighting. Help me keep an eye on them. I'll use the recording bead to capture this exciting moment."
Gingerbread slyly stuck half its head out to take pictures, its shoulders twitching as it tried to suppress its laughter.
Fen Jue lowered his eyes, his sleeve, which she had tugged at, slightly wrinkled.
Yet, they showed no sign of dislike.
I couldn't help but feel surprised.
When did he become so tolerant of this little swindler?
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