Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight: the flower of life
The next day, the sun has not yet risen, and the early morning ice fog still fills the air. There is a hint of chill in the air, blowing on the snowy Junxian Lake, causing a thin mist to rise on the lake surface, like a fairyland.
In the camp by the lake, Youla lay lazily on Yun Mo's chest, naked, and her slender snow-white jade body was exposed.
There was a faint blush hanging on the beautiful face, a pair of pink cheeks were flushed, the delicate cherry mouth was gently sipped, the beautiful eyes were full of spring, and the face was satisfied, as if it had just experienced
Like some things.
Yun Mo's eyes were slightly closed, his eyelashes were quivering, and his breathing was gentle and even. Between his breaths, strings of turbid air sprayed out and sprinkled on the snow-white skin, leaving a bright red color immediately.
Youla, who was the first to wake up from her sleep, saw Yun Mo's defenseless and weak appearance, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his long eyelashes. She also couldn't put it down because of his delicate and beautiful nose bridge and thin and suitable lips.
, and rubbed it gently with the fingertips a few times.
"Hmm..." Yun Mo snorted unconsciously, frowning slightly, as if he was about to wake up.
Seeing this, Youla sat up, patted Yun Mo's handsome face, and said softly: "It's time to get up. Two hours before sunrise, the sentries who have been on duty all night are the most tired. It's our activity.
Excellent time!”
"Oh, okay..." Yun Mo slowly opened his eyes, sat up in a daze, stretched, yawned, and habitually put his arms around Youla, kissing her charming cheek.
He kissed me and said: "Good morning, my dear wife, why do you get up so early..."
"Who is your wife? Stop screaming. It's time to hunt monsters..." Yola still didn't forget the purpose of their trip to the snowy mountains. Although she still had some unfinished thoughts, she decided to drag Yun Mo out of bed first.
"Ah? You... don't you feel pain?" Yun Mo touched the space between Yula's legs and was a little surprised. Did the pain of sexual intercourse subside so quickly? As expected of the Splash Knight of the Knights, he was indeed extraordinary.
"Don't touch it." Youla glared at Yunmo, stretched out her jade hand and gently knocked off his wolf claws, snorted softly, and said: "There is nothing strange, and I feel that my strength should have increased...
"
"Is it so magical?" Yunmo held his chin with one hand, got close to Youla's body, sniffed it a few times, and felt that the life force in Youla's body was much stronger than before.
Moreover, they have a vague connection with themselves. It seems that they can sense each other's existence with just a thought. Is it because of the strange energy that appeared inexplicably when treating the hunter yesterday?
The strange power of the "Flower of Life"...
Seeing Yun Mo staring at her proudly erect position, Youla couldn't help but blush on her face. She reached out and pushed him: "Hurry up and get dressed, don't waste time, that monster won't wait for us.
of……"
"I know, I know." Yun Mo nodded, collected his thoughts, and stood up to get dressed.
Seeing that Yun Mo had calmed down, Youla stretched her muscles and got up and dressed neatly.
Wearing a knight's attire in azure blue with white lace, it made Youla even taller and more beautiful. Her short blue hair with light white tips was bound by a black silk lace headband, and a strand of long hair fell down to her chest.
, more elegant and elegant.
At this time, Yora has transformed from a delicate, lovely, gentle and virtuous girl back to the heroic, cold-as-frost knight of the spray.
"Okay, let's go..." Youla picked up the Pride of the Sky, waved her cloak, turned around and shouted to Yunmo.
Yun Mo nodded, followed Youla, and stepped into the ice-covered giant peak again.
The snowflakes on the ice peak are still falling. Occasionally, some flying insects are frozen, fluttering their wings and falling, swirling on the ground, and finally turn into a puddle of ice slag, picked up by the wind, raising snow mist, like
The smoke is like fog, poetic and picturesque.
Today is different from yesterday. Yunmo and Youla are no longer like blind flies scurrying around in the flying snowflakes, but are moving in one direction under Yunmo's guidance.
After Yunmo's investigation at dusk yesterday, he had roughly determined the gathering place of the dark wolves. If that monster could control the wolves, it should be nearby.
Looking at Yun Mo who was leading the way, Youla was a little surprised. The guy who had been fishing for fish actually showed such a serious and responsible performance, which seemed quite pleasing to the eye...
Youla thought to herself, her face turned red unconsciously, and she was a little shy, but she didn't want Yunmo to notice.
Yun Mo turned his head slightly, glanced at Youla's blushing face, smiled in his heart, stretched out his hand to touch her little head, and continued to lead the way without saying a word.
Yunmo and Youla walked on the white snow, surrounded by desolation. There was nothing except snow. Even Qiuqiu people rarely appeared here, as if this was a dead area without any living creatures.
exist.
But soon, the situation became different, and bursts of weird "crack-crash" sounds came from the snow in front.
Yun Mo could hear clearly that it was the sound of the gears of the machine running, and the howling wind, as if a fierce battle was about to break out.
Sure enough, after a moment, three mechanical monsters covered in steam slowly emerged from the ice mist. Their bodies were extremely tall, more than five meters tall.
The mechanical body is covered with snow-white steel armor, and the head is huge. In the center is a single eye that shines red, exuding a metallic texture unique to industrial technology.
Ruins guard? It seems that they have arrived at the Snow Burial Capital. Yun Mo narrowed his eyes and slowly drew his sword, but was stopped by Youla.