Yun Mo tightened the corner of the quilt and wrapped himself in the quilt. He looked cold and said, "No, it's too cold. I don't want to leave the quilt."
Yun Mo's body huddled up and nestled in Ying's arms. If you look closely, you can see his shoulders trembling, looking pitiful, like a super-large cat, cute and pitiable.
Ying's eyes were full of endearment, he stretched out his fingers, gently stroked Yun Mo's long, smooth black hair, and said softly: "Okay, if you don't want to go, then you won't go."
Yun Mo rested his head on Ying's shoulder, closed his eyes, and fell asleep, breathing evenly and long.
Everything returned to calm again, leaving only the sound of the two people breathing one after another, intertwined endlessly.
Logically speaking, Sumeru shouldn't be so cold at this time. It's not very far from the Huannallana Desert, and it's a primeval forest with dense vegetation. Generally, there shouldn't be cold currents here.
However, at this moment, the forest seemed to have experienced a catastrophe and was in a mess.
Almost all the branches and leaves of the originally dense shrubs were broken, and the trunks were as dry as firewood, even the leaves were gone. The dead branches swayed in the wind, making a whimpering sound, like a ghost weeping.
An indescribable evil aura slowly spreads in the forest, and everything looks mysterious and unpredictable, as if something is about to break out of the trap and break the seal.
But there is also a pure power rising under the forest, resisting the evil energy. The two forces are fighting with each other, causing the weather to change, and strong cold waves sweep over, freezing to the bone.
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The city in the distance, Xumi City, built among the sacred trees, also ushered in the winter of this year. The cold wind was biting and the snowflakes were flying, like a sad symphony.
The snowstorm raged all night and stopped before dawn. The color of the sky gradually changed from gray to blue, like washed sea water.
A ray of sunlight came in through the gauze curtain outside the tent. Yun Mo's eyelashes fluttered twice, and then he opened his eyes. A pale golden light burst out from his pupils, like a flame, hot and dazzling.
, people dare not look at it.
"Good morning, Ying." Yun Mo murmured half asleep, stretched out, and sat up. His long hair was scattered on the bed. He was wearing a loose singlet, revealing his strong chest, bulging muscles, and explosive energy.
Beauty.
Yun Mo said good morning, but did not receive a reply. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. When he lowered his head and saw that the area around him was empty, only the faint fragrance remained on the pillow, proving that someone had indeed been lying there just now.
.
Where is the shadow?
Yun Mo rubbed his eyes, sat up, put on a thick robe, then opened the tent and walked outside.
The cold wind in the outside world made the bones of people rattle. Yun Mo raised his collar and covered his face, trying not to let the cold wind corrode him.
Yun Mo looked at the primeval forest that was golden and green last night, but turned into a scene covered with ice and snow just one day later. It was like a sudden spring breeze overnight, and thousands of pear trees were blooming!
A breeze blew by, blowing off the snowflakes on the treetops. Among the flying snowflakes, a swordsman was dancing with a sword. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, like a dragon and a snake dancing. Every move contained majestic energy.
, like a mountain torrent releasing water, it is as powerful as breaking bamboo and unstoppable.
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Yun Mo raised his eyebrows. The person dancing the sword in the snow was not the shadow, but the person who lost his memory and was named Bai Ye who he rescued from the claws of the monster yesterday.
However, how could this guy's swordsmanship be so powerful that he was severely injured by the monster? A trace of curiosity arose in Yun Mo's heart.
Bai Ye caught a glimpse of Yun Mo standing behind him. He immediately stopped holding the sword in his hand, turned to look at Yun Mo, and said, "Good morning, Your Excellency Yun Mo."
Yun Mo nodded slightly, as a greeting, and asked casually: "Did you get up so early to practice sword practice? Your injury is okay, right?"
Bai Ye glanced at his chest, shook his head and said, "It's no longer a serious problem. It will have no impact on sword practice. Besides, aren't we going to Xumi City together? If we encounter any danger on the way, I don't want to drag you down."
Upon hearing these words, Yun Mo's lips curved slightly with an unknown meaning, and he smiled faintly.
"By the way, did you see any shadows when you got up?" Yun Mo asked after looking at the snowy world around him that there were no shadows.
"Your Excellency Ying, it seems that she went in that direction early in the morning and didn't know what she was going to do." Bai Ye pointed to a certain direction in front of him and said. Yun Mo looked in the direction he pointed and could only see A vast expanse of white.
"Well, I understand, thank you." Yun Mo is not very worried about Ying. After all, he is the God of Thunder, the kind who can cut mountains and seas with one sword. He is infinitely stronger than himself at the moment. She should be exploring the surroundings. Alright.
"You're welcome, Your Excellency." Bai Ye smiled lightly.
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Yun Mo didn't say any more, but lit up a bonfire in front of the camp and prepared to make breakfast. Bai Ye continued to practice swordsmanship, looking very focused and serious.
The smoke from the cooking pot curled up and danced in the air. After a while, a rich aroma of food wafted out, making people salivate and make them hungry.
Yun Mo sat next to the bonfire, his amber pupils reflected the shadow of the flame, like a world-destroying epileptic fire, seductive and strange, yet intoxicating.
Bai Ye stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes to look at Yun Mo, and saw the phantom behind him that was like a burning fire. His eyes flickered slightly, then he looked back and continued to practice his sword.
Yun Mo half-supported his chin and stared at the fire. He seemed to be lost in thought, but also seemed to be in a daze. His eyes were far away, as if he had traveled through the ages and looked towards the distant future. His expression was a bit complicated.
At this time, the shadow slowly walked out from the snow. Her long purple hair was stained with some snowflakes, and she looked uniquely beautiful, just like the Snow Princess in mythology, with her ice-cold skin and beautiful skin. Incomparably gorgeous.
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