The Demonic King Chases His Wife

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Because not only didn’t the blizzard stop, instead, it became even more intense. The eyes could not reach outside a range of one meter.

“So cold…” Beichen Ying shivered.

“A little bit more and I can’t endure it. My entire person is about to be frozen stiff.” Zi Yan continuously rubbed her hands and stamped her feet. She already rotated her spirit force but it wasn’t very useful.

“Really can’t endure it?” Su Luo glanced back, smilingly looking at them.

Among the pure white snow, under the bright red fur coat, on a little face that was white with a pair of rosy cheeks, black paint-like eyes were bright as the stars. The eyes contained a light smile, right at this moment, smilingly looking at Beichen Ying and Zi Yan.

“Cough, cough…cough, cough…” Beichen Ying’s butt sat on the ground, gasping for breath to say, “Can’t walk, really can’t walk anymore…”

“Me too…” Zi Yan simply sat behind Beichen Ying, the two resting back-to-back.

“Just now it was lava, now it’s a huge snow mountain. If these two sides fuse together, wouldn’t it be wonderful?” Beichen Ying’s eyes looked to the sky, beginning his mental journey to a great emptiness.