The monster was pure white, smooth and shiny, almost blending into the surrounding ice and snow. Without careful observation, one might mistake it for a lump of iceberg.
Its head is bald, its body is supported by wings, it has no feet, and its lower body is shaped like a fish tail.
At this moment, he was anxiously patting the ice.
It's a sea lion.
"Suckling, suckling..."
This is perhaps the most effective language for communication between humans and dogs.
Ye Wan felt she had grasped the essence and communicated with the seal in a friendly manner.
You can't bite someone who's smiling.
She's so friendly, the seals probably won't eat her anymore, right?
If she eats any more, she won't have the strength to get out.
The seal stared at Ye Wan with its round eyes for a while, then showed disdain on its face before jumping into the icy water in front of it as if on cue.
Ye Wan peered into the water, her eyelashes instantly frosting over.
The temperature of this water was so high that even spiritual energy couldn't stop it.
Ye Wan quickly covered her eyes and took a step back.
That was close! I almost had to play the erhu.
It's so cold here.
With the spiritual energy Ye Wan has left, she can't hold on for long.
We need to find a place to warm up.
Even though she is usually strong, Ye Wan still felt a bit strained carrying Su Hanjiang on her back.
The weight is secondary; the main problem is that it's too long.
Men's legs are quite strange, to be honest.
Tall and straight, they are pleasing to the eye.
When someone is angry, I want to interrupt them; when someone is pleasing, I want to pat them a couple of times.
But at times like these, it becomes a heavy burden.
Carrying someone on your back completely would be so heavy you couldn't lift your head; putting them down would leave their feet dragging on the ground.
A princess carry is too difficult because your arms are too short to support the child, it requires more effort, and it can easily strain your back.
The snow on the shore was very thick, reaching above Ye Wan's knees, making it very difficult to walk.
I accidentally stepped on something and slipped and fell. After struggling to climb the slope for half a day, I rolled all the way back down.
After a moment of dizziness, Ye Wan felt as if she was about to freeze completely when she was buried in the snow.
Every joint in her body was protesting against her.
When I stood up again, it felt like a million needles were pricking my knees.
As a result, they walked even slower.
Suddenly, a seabird's cry came from the nearby mountain peak.
The seabird proudly raised its head, puffed out its chest, and called out several more times.
Its cry could pierce through the wind and snow, yet it was melodious and ethereal, as pure as its body.
Ye Wan subconsciously looked up and naturally spotted the seabird and the cave beneath its feet.
After finally reaching the cave, Ye Wan put Su Hanjiang down.
Suddenly the weight was gone, and the person almost lost their balance.
After standing still, Ye Wan realized that the person on top of her had also turned into an ice block.
My whole body was frozen stiff.
Sleeping Beauty upgraded version: Ice Beauty.
Ye Wan searched around the cave entrance for a while before finding a twig, but she couldn't light it.
The branches became damp due to the frost and snow covering them.
A few sticks were still usable, but Ye Wan had exhausted her spiritual energy and had no tools to start a fire.
Ye Wan resignedly recalled the method of making fire by rubbing sticks together, which was taught in the book, and then began to put it into practice.
She studied everything very diligently, as long as it wasn't on the exam.
I tried it before when I was in the back hill of the school. As soon as it started to smoke, the patrolling security guard noticed it, grabbed a broom, and chased Ye Wan for two miles.
Fortunately, Ye Wan, like a mouse, deliberately ran through the most difficult places, and thus narrowly escaped.
Otherwise, you might get a disciplinary action or something.
However, this time, starting a fire by friction was extremely difficult. Her hands were frozen and had wounds, and she was trembling so much that she couldn't hold the wood properly.
It took almost an hour to light.
The moment the flames ignited, Ye Wan choked and tears streamed down her face.
After baking for a while, the ice on my clothes melted, but it was still uncomfortable to be wet on my body.
She wasn't pretentious at all; she took off her outer robe and used tree branches to prop up a fire.
I only remembered the person who had fallen asleep after I had been baking for a while.
Su Hanjiang was completely soaked.
Actually, there's no problem leaving it there.
Su Hanjiang, being a seventh-level cultivator, wouldn't be harmed by this bit of cold air.
But Ye Wan was quite considerate and decided to help Su Hanjiang take off his clothes and dry them.
He was extremely sincere and filial, with absolutely no selfish motives.
Ye Wan began to undo Su Hanjiang's belt and help him take off his outer robe. When she got to the innermost layer, she became a little distracted.
If you're even a step too slow, someone grabs your hand.
"do what?"
Ye Wan honestly replied, "Take off your clothes."
By the firelight, Su Hanjiang saw that Ye Wan's knuckles were bright red, her nose and cheeks were unusually red, and her lips were bluish-purple.
The temperature of my palms was as cold as ice.
A slight unease stirred within him.
Ye Wan, that silly girl, doesn't know how to take care of herself at all.
Su Hanjiang pulled Ye Wan into his arms, his large hand enveloping her cold little hand, and he circulated his spiritual energy around them.
My clothes dried instantly, and my body warmed up.
After a moment of relief, Ye Wan felt a burning pain in the joints where the cold had been.
Just as he was about to speak, a gentle current of air flowed through his body, healing the affected area.
It recovered completely in no time, and even the wounds on my hands healed without leaving a trace.
The two embraced but did not separate.
Ye Wan also felt at ease enjoying the tenderness of the moment.
"Master, how much spiritual power do you have left? When we were inside the barrier, it was absorbing your spiritual power."
Su Hanjiang said, "It's about the same as what we used before."
Ye Wan asked, "Really?"
Su Hanjiang said, "Hmm. But you, who taught you your fist techniques?"
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