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Chapter Fifty-Three: The Frozen World Holds Hands

He worked hard and traveled day and night, and finally arrived at the iceberg in the early morning of the third day. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he felt the cold air hit his face. Xue Xichen couldn't help but tighten the brocade jacket wrapped around her body, rubbed her hands, and let out a long breath.

Heating.

Sensing Xue Xichen's fear of the cold, Phantom stretched out her hand to hold Xue Xichen's wrist and slowly breathed in her energy, "Xichen, is it very cold?"

"It's okay." Xue Xichen looked sideways at Phantom and smiled, "It's just that it's much colder here than I thought, which is a bit beyond my expectation..."

Feng Qingge took out a red cloak from her bag and handed it to Xue Xichen. She shook her hands and motioned for her to put it on, "Liu Yue prepared this for you before leaving. He told me to let you put it on when we get to the iceberg."

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Senior brother...

My heart felt warm and overflowing with deep emotion. Xue Xichen stretched out her arms and put on the cloak. The cloak wrapped herself warmly. When worn on her body, it was very light and could not feel the weight. It was very warm and comfortable. Xue Xichen

Xichen was surprised. He grabbed the cloak and felt the material carefully. He was amazed.

"This cloak is made of fine snow silk, and the goose down is so fine and light that you won't feel any weight when you wear it, and it won't hinder your movements at all."

"Thanks!"

Xue Xichen looked up at Feng Qingge and smiled gratefully. Feng Qingge turned her face away, avoiding Xue Xichen's gaze. Xue Xichen's heart sank, she couldn't help feeling disappointed, and she remained silent.

Xue Xichen didn't speak, Feng Qingge was silent, and Phantom didn't talk much to begin with. The three of them were silent all the way up to the towering iceberg.

Phantom kept holding Xue Xichen's wrist, slowly breathing in the Qi. Xue Xichen was wrapped in a big cloak, which was warm and comfortable. She stretched out her palm, playfully grabbed a ball of snow, and played with it happily.

.

Seeing Xue Xichen having fun like a child, as if she had never seen snow before, Phantom couldn't help but ask: "Xichen, have you never seen snow?"

"No!" Xue Xichen shook her head and replied, "It's just that I have been cold since I was a child. In winter, I will be very afraid of the cold. I don't want to go out and dare not stay in cold places for a while, so I have never had the opportunity to enjoy as much as I do now.

Play."

Feng Qingge looked sideways at Xue Xichen's happy smile and suddenly asked, "Is this why Liuyue won't let you come?"

"Yes!" Xue Xichen replied calmly, "Senior brother is worried that my body can't bear it."

Phantom held her hand tightly and asked with concern: "Do you still feel cold now?"

Xue Xichen shook her head and replied with a smile: "It's not cold!" She looked slightly worried, "Ying, you can't always give me your Qi. If you do this, you won't be able to stand it!"

"No problem!"

He was more worried about Xue Xichen than himself.

"Ying, there's really no need..."

Before Xue Xichen finished speaking, Feng Qingge's indifferent voice came, "Let's keep going forward!"

Xue Xichen looked at Feng Qingge's ethereal red figure in the vast white snow, her beautiful pupils twinkling, revealing complex and deep emotions.

Phantom, who had been watching Xue Xichen quietly, couldn't help but darken his eyes when he saw the complex emotions revealed in Xue Xichen's eyes. The hand holding Xue Xichen's wrist tightened inexplicably, and her thin thin lips pursed tightly.

Stop, there is a dullness and blockage in the chest, as if a hard stone has been stuffed into it.

The vast white snow stretches for hundreds of miles, the wind and snow are swaying, and there are almost no signposts on the road. Feng Qingge walks at the front, stopping from time to time to carve marks on the protruding rocks, and then looks around to confirm

Direction. However, Xue Xichen believed that the mark made by Feng Qingge would soon be covered by the wind and snow, and would have no effect at all.

"It seems the direction is wrong..."

This time, Feng Qingge stopped for a long time. He stood quietly on the protruding rock, looking far into the distance, his eyebrows deep, as if he was thinking deeply about the next direction.

Xue Xichen stood a little further away and looked at Feng Qingge's back, pouted her little mouth and muttered: "The scenery is the same everywhere, no matter which direction it is."

Phantom turned his head and asked her, "Where is Snow Lotus?"

Xue Xichen shook his head and said frankly, "I don't know..."

"Can we just try our luck..."

Feng Qingge laughed at herself and shook her head, unable to hide the bitterness on her lips, "She is like this... Jun Yi is like this... Could it be that the people around me are destined to not have a good end..."

"she?"

Xue Xichen was stunned.

Phantom replied quietly: "It's the princess."

princess?!

The "she" Feng Qingge spoke of turned out to be Xue Meitong?!

Xue Xichen was shocked.

Phantom lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "The prince must have thought of the princess..."

Is Feng Qingge thinking about her? Does he really care about her that much?

Xue Xichen's mood was complicated. Although she was moved, she couldn't believe it completely. She had probably been deceived by Feng Qingge so many times that she no longer knew what she could believe. Could she really believe what Feng Qingge said about her?

Real love?

"Let's go! Let's go over there and have a look!"

Feng Qingge seemed not to allow them to continue talking about their own affairs, so he took the lead and walked towards the northwest.

The three of them kept running back and forth between the snowy peaks. Their true energy had to resist the invasion of the cold air, and they also had to maintain the flying and leaping of Qinggong. After several hours in a row, the Phantom's figure was no longer as light as it was at the beginning.

This is not to say that Phantom's internal strength is not sustainable, but because Phantom not only has to transport his true energy to resist the cold, but also transfers his true energy to Xue Xichen. After a few hours, it consumes a lot of energy, so it seems a little unable to do what he wants.

Xue Xichen saw that Phantom was really angry. She stopped and said to Phantom, "Ying, I'm fine. Just let me go by myself."

The Phantom's figure sluggished slightly, and the black figure was silent for a while, then flatly refused, "Xichen, don't worry about me. I'm fine, I can persevere."

Xue Xichen sighed and looked at the line of sunken footprints on the snow.

There are no traces of walking in the snow. There are already marks on the snow. His skill has been greatly depleted?

There is no way to hold on like this.

The hand shrank, as if trying to pull away from Phantom's hand. Phantom's body stiffened slightly and he held on tighter.

Feng Qingge suddenly strode back from the front, walked up to Xue Xichen and Phantom, held Phantom's hand on Xue Xichen's wrist, and said coldly, "I'll do it!"

Phantom looked up at Feng Qingge in surprise, unable to believe her ears, "Your Majesty..."

Feng Qingge glanced at Phantom indifferently, took Xue Xichen's hand from Phantom's palm, and said coldly: "Leave it to me, aren't you worried?"

"of course not……"

"Actually, you don't have to work hard for me..."

Xue Xichen struggled and tried to withdraw her hand, but Feng Qingge held it tightly and could not move at all.

Xue Xichen was helpless. She didn't understand. She was a master of martial arts, but in the eyes of Feng Qingge and Phantom, she became a weak sister Lin!


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