Lu Yuanying finished eating the last piece of pastry, her cheeks couldn't help twitching, and when she turned around, she saw the little girl tilting her head and staring at him with bright eyes.
The fat boy blushed for no reason.
The head of the Lu family watched from the side, his heart brightening with joy, and his eyes flicked back and forth between his son and his little majesty.
Just seeing the evasive look in the fat girl's eyes, I suddenly felt angry again.
The brat is really hopeless. Shouldn't he look back with affection at this time?
"Cough, cough." The head of the Lu family coughed twice and said a few words to brush off his presence, "Well, it will take more than an hour to get to Binghua City. If your Majesty is tired, you can take a short nap."
Jiang Nai said "hmm" and after drinking tea, she closed her eyes and rested her mind.
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Binghua City has been as lively as the Chinese New Year in the past few days.
The entire city is covered with silver and carved with ice and jade.
Jiang Nai got off the flying boat, and a silver ice city appeared in front of him, magnificent and majestic.
The storefronts along the street are all made of cryolite, either high or low, shining with gleaming white light.
On the three-story ice-carved small building, there are elegant ladies playing the piano and singing.
As soon as you step into the city, you can feel the lively singing and dancing.
If she hadn't known very well that the North Ice Wasteland was a group of poor people who had been exiled here by the gods, she might have mistakenly thought that these people were living happily every day.
The head of the Lu family had already booked a room at the largest Ice and Snow Inn in the city.
After Jiang Nai checked in, he was told that the ice jutsu competition would start tomorrow morning and last for fifteen days.
It's still early now, just after noon.
Jiang Nai had nothing to do after dinner, so he planned to go out for a walk with Lord Silver Moon.
The sunshine in the northern ice wilderness is very weak and pitiful.
It is still noon, but the sunshine is as light as a stream of water.
When it shines on the building, there is a faint layer of light, without any deterrent effect.
Ordinary practitioners will not feel excessively cold breath.
Unless the realm is suppressed too much and is forced to become an ordinary person, it is even worse than an ordinary person.
In this way, the cold temperature is a real "enjoyment".
Jiang Nai and Lord Yin Yue were walking along the way and saw several pedestrians wrapped in torn cotton-padded jackets and hunched over as they hurried on their way.
The bustle and joy of Binghua City seemed to have nothing to do with them.
"The Lord of Binghua City is the head of the three major families in the Ice Wasteland in the North. Wei Kangxiong, the head of the Wei family, has a cultivation level of forty-seven."
"I have a son and a daughter. They are over thirty years old, and their cultivation level is around level 40."
Jiang Nai opened his mouth and said nothing.
Lord Silver Moon sighed and said, "Are you trying to say that such a little shrimp can be the head of the three major families?"
"And the fact may be that such a little shrimp can live a hundred times, a thousand times better than the Dugu family in the northern ice wilderness."
Lord Silver Moon closed his eyes and said, "Your mother became a level 91 star controller at the age of twenty. She has traveled across the continent several times, and her talent is unparalleled."
"I dare not think about how she has lived in the ice wilderness of the North these years." Because just thinking about it makes me feel so heartbroken that I can't breathe.
Jiang Nai stretched out her little hand and patted her uncle comfortingly, "My grandpa and the others will definitely protect her."
"We will be able to see them tomorrow." Jiang Nai clenched his fists, "Definitely."
"Uncle, I have the blood of the Dugu family, but I was not suppressed by the Ice Desolate Boundary Monument. Do you know the reason?"
Lord Silver Moon nodded and turned to look at her, "You... have on you the most precious treasure of the gods, the Mountain Dwelling Picture."