"Dead Snow Lake, Bad Snow Lake, you're finally willing to come back!"
Yang Zimei cried and rushed towards him ecstatically.
This time, he didn't encounter any obstacles and smoothly pounced on Xue Hu, forcing him to the ground.
"Dead Snow Lake, Bad Snow Lake..."
After she pushed him down, she kept beating him with her little hands, laughing and crying, losing her normal state.
Xue Hu lay quietly, letting her vent and beat her, and just looked at her tearful face lovingly...
After Yang Zimei beat him for a while, he realized that his posture was wrong and ambiguous, so he hurriedly got up from him and reached out to wipe away the tears on his face.
Xue Hu sat up from the ground and straightened the bamboo hat on his head.
"Really, you've already been exposed, why are you still wearing a hat to look cool? Open it for me!"
Yang Zimi frowned and reached out to take away his bamboo hat.
Xue Hu ducked away slightly, with a hint of hesitation on his face, "Little girl, no!"
"Why not? How ugly is this hat?"
Yang Zimei frowned, "Hurry and take it away, I want to see the complete you and see if you have become more handsome!"
"What if I become ugly?"
Xue Hu looked at her with pure blue eyes and asked with a bit complicated emotions.
"Haha, it's best to become ugly, so as not to seduce people by looking like a charming monster and make me mentally unbalanced."
Yang Zimei didn't believe that he would become ugly.
She clearly saw him just now. He was still the same as before, with a handsome face and no flaws.
Xue Hu took a deep look at her and reached out to take off the hat on her head.
Seeing his head, Yang Zimei was startled.
The long black hair was still there, but the top of the head looked like someone had dropped explosives, even the scalp exploded, and the ugly blackness spread all the way to the forehead.
"Snow Lake, what's going on? Who blew up your head like this?"
Yang Zimei's eyes turned from astonishment to heartache, and she reached out to touch her.
Xuehu dodged and said, "Little girl, don't touch it. If you touch it, your hands may rot."
"Why is this happening?"
Yang Zimei asked, "Is it caused by a natural disaster?"
"Um."
Xue Hu nodded and put on the hat again, "I still couldn't avoid it and was injured by the God of Thunder."
"Thor?"
Thinking of the snow lake being blown up like this, when Yang Zimei mentioned the word "Thunder God", his eyes immediately turned fierce and he gritted his teeth.
Her tolerance level is zero for anyone who hurts those she cares about, whether he is a human or a god.
Seeing her look of resentment because of him, Xue Hu smiled, reached out and touched her hair, "It's okay, at least I'm still alive."
Yes, at least alive!
Yang Zimei thought of the day when he met Lianyi in the Taoist temple and suffered a natural disaster.
At that time, the sky was thundering, as if a pot was about to explode, and the scene was very scary.
If he hadn't been there at that time, those Lei seemed to be afraid of him, and Ripple would have been doomed.
The level of Snow Lake is higher than that of Ripple, so what it must suffer should be more severe.
How scary that must be!
If I were around, I might be able to help him get through this disaster smoothly.
The more Yang Zimei thought about it, the more her heart ached. She looked at Xuehu and asked, "Xuehu, will you still have a natural disaster?"
"Well, there's one more time."
Xue Hu nodded, "But that will happen a thousand years later."