"Isn't it called Yaocheng?" Shui Miaomiao shuddered coldly, unable to express the entire sentence. Shui Miaomiao, who was still cheering for leaving the Ancient Immortal Sect, suddenly felt frozen overnight. Became a fool.
I really can't understand that a few days ago it was sunny and the scenery was beautiful, but in the middle of the night, I was frozen like a dog. I was wrapped in a thousand-feather crane cloak and could no longer control my shivers from the cold.
This was different from the cold that Shui Miaomiao had suffered in the past. She couldn't resist it at all, and she just watched her hand holding the cup shaking like Parkinson's disease.
"are not you cold?"
Shui Miaomiao looked at Yue Shan, who was pressing her feet on the bedside.
Yueshan wore furry clothes, rubbed his hands and chuckled, "It's cold. I know the destination is Yaocheng, so of course I'm ready."
Yue Shan leaned over and handed out a few talismans.
Shui Miaomiao glanced at it, took a sip of the hot tea in her hand, and shook her head, "Forget it, your warm baby is not practical at all. If you want it to be warm, you have to continuously transfer spiritual energy. I'm afraid that this day will end , instead of being frozen to death, I was actually played to death by myself."
Even after being raised in Tianyuan Peak for more than thirty years, Shui Miaomiao's soul problems are no longer getting better. For her, her spiritual power is still unable to be used for a long time.
Yue Shan wrapped the quilt tightly and covered Shui Miaomiao's feet. "Just hold on for a while. It will be fine after we have passed this journey. It won't be so cold anymore."
"well."
Shui Miaomiao sighed and smiled bitterly. She was still too naive.
Yaocheng sounds like such a majestic name, but why is the journey so difficult?
It was because he was ignorant. After all, the places he went to were very comfortable and he had never seen such extreme weather, so he had forgotten how insignificant human beings are in front of nature, and the same is true for cultivators.
Without enough spiritual power, even a 'warm baby' cannot support it.
That's sloppy.
"The location chosen by the sect is naturally a good place, but the place where the city can be built will not be any worse." Yue Shan couldn't help but smile as he listened to Shui Miaomiao's mutterings.
"I have my doubts about this." Shui Miaomiao rubbed his hands, "Yao Cheng, why on earth are you called Yao Cheng! You really deceived my feelings!"
As Yue Shan said, after passing this extremely cold area, it gradually warmed up, but not enough to allow Shui Miaomiao to come out of the bed.
There was even a time when Shui Miaomiao felt warm because she was too cold to feel anything.
"We're here." Mr. Wu's voice seemed to come from above his head, and it should be a voice transmission, "A quarter of an hour, rest and disembark."
After hearing Mr. Wu's simple and clear words, Shui Miaomiao hugged herself, giggled, and refused to get up from the bed, "When did Mr. Wu become so reasonable and give us time to sort things out?"
Yue Shan, who put on his cloak, looked back at Shui Miaomiao.
"But I think it's useless to give it more time. I will never be able to adapt to the temperature here."
"A quarter of an hour is not for adapting to the temperature." Yue Shan rubbed his hands, walked forward, and pulled Shui Miaomiao, "Move quickly, time is tight, otherwise you won't be able to walk at all in a while, and you will be thrown away by Mr. Wu Yes."
Amused by Yue Shan's tone, Shui Miaomiao reluctantly stood up from the bed, put on one piece of clothing after another, and wrapped herself in the Thousand Feather Crane cloak.
"Hold it." Yue Shan looked at Shui Miaomiao's finalized attire, took out a gauze scarf, and wrapped it around Shui Miaomiao's face.
"Can this thing block the wind?" Before Shui Miaomiao could complain, Yue Shan opened the door.
Shui Miaomiao saw the light.
Finally, he understood why he was called Yaocheng. With his eyes open, Shui Miaomiao hit the pillar without hesitation and fell to the ground.
Yue Shan closed his eyes, turned his head sideways, and held on to the door frame. Hearing the movement behind him, he reached out to help, but he only grabbed a handful of air.
"Is someone throwing flash bombs?" Shui Miaomiao wiped away tears.
When I opened the door, I saw a white light in front of my eyes, irritating my eyes and causing burning pain.
"This place has been covered with snow all year round." Yue Shan, who was holding on to the door frame, opened his eyes tentatively and pulled up the gauze covering his eyes, "When the sun shines, you can't see the reflection at all. This is also The origin of the name Yaocheng.”
Yueshan gradually got used to it, turned a blind eye, found Shui Miaomiao, held her hand, "Stand up first, the ground is cold."
"Isn't the time given for this quarter of an hour a bit short?" Shui Miaomiao couldn't open her eyes at all, and she couldn't stop crying. The key point was that she was still cold.
"It's okay." Yue Shan gently hugged Shui Miaomiao's back, "Take your time, slowly open your eyes, you will get used to it after a few glances, of course you can't keep them closed all the time, as I said, there is a gauze to block it."
Shui Miaomiao tentatively opened her eyes, then closed them even tighter in an instant. She swayed and quickly grabbed Yue Shan's hand, "No, no, it hurts my eyes. This gauze scarf doesn't block the light at all. Is there any Thicker and some sunglasses.”
Yue Shan always ignored the words he didn't understand.
"The light reflected by ordinary snow, I just need to put something around it to block it. The four seasons in Yaocheng are like snow in winter, and the plants are unusual. Some of the reflected light cannot be blocked by cloth, so you might as well get used to it yourself. , to avoid encountering it, just throw it to the ground."
"Why did Leng Qiaoxian choose such a bad place to celebrate her birthday?"
Since Yueshan said so, Shui Miaomiao could only try to open her eyes, but it was really uncomfortable.
Yue Shan looked at it and felt very distressed. Shui Miaomiao's eyes were too sensitive. For a moment, they turned red, and those who looked at them felt pity for them.
"let's go."
Mr. Wu's urging voice sounded, and Shui Miaomiao could only help Yue Shan move out step by step. However, the deck was covered with solid ice, making it impossible to see the road. It was too slippery.
After falling to the ground, Yueshan made a meat mat.
"Are you okay?" Shui Miaomiao didn't dare to open her eyes, and subconsciously touched the places she could touch.
"No, it's okay." Yue Shan grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand, "Don't move."
Judging from the tone, Yue Shan is a little unhappy?
Yes, she is indeed a little behind, but her eyes are too sensitive, which she can't overcome. Wait, if ordinary cloth doesn't block light, what about the special one?
Taking out his hand, Shui Miaomiao stood up holding on to the cold pillar beside him. Shui Miaomiao took out the bright red silk from Shui Yingyin, covered his head, and carefully opened his eyes.
The vast expanse of white everywhere was shrouded in red, making it look much softer.
"It works!"
Shui Miaomiao looked at Yueshan excitedly. Yueshan's cheeks were red. Shui Miaomiao asked doubtfully, "Is your face frostbitten? I have a plaster here."
"No need." Yue Shan waved his hands and looked at the gauze scarf Shui Miaomiao took out, "This is it?"
It feels like she has heard of the style, but Yue Shan probably won’t be able to remember it for a while.
"Oh, this"
Shui Miaomiao was about to explain.
Mr. Wu glanced at him with a look that was even sharper than the light reflected by the white snow, "What are you doing here? I want to stay here to feed the snow falcons!"
