The commotion just now was so loud that the inn was almost demolished. The residents of the city all hid in their homes. At this moment, there was no one on the street, let alone any news about Fengxue City.

Sheng He withdrew his gaze, leaned on Ao Shuang, and left Yunluo City step by step.

The cold wind blew in her face, as if piercing into Sheng He's bones and freezing all the blood in her body. Her body had not yet fully recovered, and when the cold wind blew, she felt a surge of warm liquid rushing up her throat.

"puff!"

Sheng He vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the dazzling red color fell on the white snow, like a gorgeous red flower blooming.

She wiped the corner of her mouth, her legs suddenly went limp, and she collapsed on the snow, and Ao Shuang also sank into the deep snow.

Sheng He raised her frozen right hand and took out the Fire Bead and the thick coat the old man had given her from the storage ring.

With the Lihuo Pearl, she finally felt a little warmer. Sheng He put on the thick coat. The black coat looked ordinary, but it blocked the wind and snow for her.

Her body gradually warmed up. Sheng He picked up Ao Shuang and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow. She hadn't found Fengxue City and the compass was useless. The needle was shaking and she couldn't tell the direction at all. Now she could only move forward relying on her intuition.

She walked for a long time, but there was still a vast expanse of white in front of her. The snow was falling like catkins, and the whistling wind kept brushing past her ears.

The further we go, the colder it gets.

It seemed as if a big hole had opened up in her dantian, and cold wind kept pouring in. The Fire Beads and the thick coat seemed to have lost their effect. Even if she placed the Fire Beads on her lower abdomen, it was of no use, and her body was still very cold.

Sheng He slowly realized that she must have been injured.

She should leave here immediately to heal her wounds, and then come back to look for Fengxue City after she is healed.

But his limbs became increasingly stiff, his head became increasingly dizzy, and a severe feeling of dizziness came over him. Sheng He fell to the ground in the snow, completely passing out.

…

"City Lord, you are here!"

"This little girl is fine. She just had a knife wound in her lower abdomen that was not treated. She was also caught in the cold outside. She had a high fever and passed out. She will wake up soon."

"No, no, please go in and take a look. I still have to cook for the children!"

"City Lord, you are such a good person!"

Sheng He opened his eyes dazedly and saw a woman standing at the door holding a blood-stained robe, seemingly talking to someone.

The woman looked back at her and immediately laughed: "Look, Lord City Lord, isn't he awake? You don't have to worry about him anymore, right?"

"City Lord, I'll make roast chicken later. Would you like to come to my house for dinner? My grandson has been talking about it for a long time."

"Hey! Hey! Then I'll be waiting for you!"

After the woman finished speaking, she happily went out with the clothes in her arms.

Sheng He subconsciously looked down at herself. She had changed into a clean linen dress without knowing when. There seemed to be a faint scent of soapberry on the dress, and her lower abdomen was wrapped with circles of white gauze.

Her storage ring and storage bag were placed quietly beside her pillow.

"Are you awake?"

The man walked out from the shadows, and Sheng He could see his face clearly.

It was a man, very tall and looked very young, with a thin scar at the corner of his eye, his hair was already gray, and he was wearing a black cloak.

He walked to Sheng He, stretched out his broad palm and touched Sheng He's forehead, and said with a smile: "Yes, the fever has subsided. How do you feel now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The city lord's voice was soft, with a faint smile on his face.

"I'm fine. Where is this? Did you save me?"

"This is Snow Wind City. It was Grandma who saved you. She went to look for her grandson and accidentally found you fainted in the snow."

"Thank you grandma and the city lord for saving my life. Sheng He has no way to repay you!"

Sheng He struggled to get out of bed, but the city lord grabbed her and stuffed her back into the quilt.

"You are just a little girl, why are you talking about repaying a favor? It was just a piece of cake for grandma to save you, you don't have to worry about it."

The city lord stroked Sheng He's hair with a smile, his eyes full of nostalgia: "I have a daughter who is about your age. She is not as sensible as you. She plays with cats and dogs all day long, which makes people hate her."

The city lord suddenly stopped talking, took back his hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm glad you're okay. Grandma will make roast chicken later. If you feel recovered, get out of bed and take a walk."

"Thank you, City Lord."

The city lord waved his hand and walked out.

Seeing that the city lord had completely left, Sheng He propped himself up and walked to the window.

This room is on the second floor. The weather is very good today. Looking from upstairs, there is not a trace of snow on both sides of the street. People are coming and going, and vendors are calling out their wares from time to time. It looks very lively.

Until the city lord came downstairs.

As soon as the city lord appeared, the originally bustling and orderly street broke into a small commotion, and many residents ran forward to surround the city lord.

"City Lord, can you take these fruits home to eat?"

"City Lord, can you come to my house for dinner today? I made barbecue today!"

"City Lord, thank you for saving my son's life. I have nothing to thank you for, but you must accept these fish!"

The city lord smiled and accepted the gifts from the residents one by one, and then chatted with them on the street.

The city lord seemed to know everything: the east family raised chickens, the west family lost a dog, which family's child was sick, and which family was going to have a new baby.

Until an old woman staggered towards her holding a child in her arms from a distance, she saw the city lord as if she had seen a life-saving straw, and the people around her made way for her.

She fell to her knees in front of the city lord with a plop, raised the child in her arms and handed it to the city lord devoutly, begging:

"City Lord, my little granddaughter has a high fever. Please save her. Her parents are dead, and I only have this little granddaughter left!"

The old woman was crying bitterly, and the people around her came to comfort her.

"Aunt Liu, don't worry, the city lord will definitely save this child!"

"Yes, the city lord is kind-hearted. Your granddaughter will be fine."

The city lord took the child from the old man's hands and helped the old man up himself.

He stretched out his broad palm and covered the head of the baby in the cradle. A light golden spiritual power continuously flowed from his palm into the child's body.

But after a while, the child's complexion returned to normal.

Sheng He touched the top of her head unconsciously. Was she also cured in this way?

The city lord handed the child to the old man, and then there was another scene of gratitude.

Sheng He stared at the kind smile on the city lord's face, then looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, and laughed softly.

Is this the Snow Wind City?