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Yun Mo tightened the corner of the quilt, wrapped himself in the quilt, looking like a cold look, and said, "It's too cold not to leave the quilt."

Yun Mo's body curled up into a ball and snuggled in Ying's arms. If you look closely, you can see his shoulders trembling, looking pitiful, like a super-large cat, cute and pity-provoking.

Ying's eyes were full of pampering. She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked Yun Mo's soft black hair, and said softly: "Okay, if you don't go, then don't go."

Yun Mo rested his head on Ying's shoulders, closed his eyes, fell asleep, and breathed evenly and forth.

Everything returned to peace, leaving only the sound of the two people breathing one after another, tangling endlessly.

Logically speaking, Sumeru should not be so cold at this time. It is not very far from the Huanna Lanna Desert. It is also a primeval forest with dense vegetation. Generally, there should be no cold current here.

However, at this moment, the forest seemed to have experienced a catastrophe and was in chaos.

The originally dense shrub branches and leaves were almost broken, the trunks were as shriveled as firewood, and even the leaves were gone. Dead branches swayed in the wind, making whimpering sounds, like devil's crying.

An indescribable evil aura slowly spread in the forest, everything seemed mysterious, as if something was about to escape, and was about to break the seal.

But there was also a pure force rising under the ground of the forest, resisting the evil aura. The two forces were fighting each other, causing changes in the weather, and waves of strong cold waves swept over and frozen their bones.

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The city built among the holy trees in the distance - Sumeru City, also ushered in the winter of this year. The cold wind and snowflakes are flying, like a sad symphony.

The blizzard raged for a whole night and stopped before dawn. The color of the sky gradually changed from gray to blue, like washed sea water.

A ray of sunlight shot in through the gauze curtain outside the tent. Yun Mo's eyelashes swayed gently twice, then opened his eyes, and a light golden light burst out from his pupils, like a flame, scorching and dazzling, making people dare not look at it.

"Good morning, shadow." Yun Mo murmured half-dream, stretched his waist and sat up, with long hair scattered on the bed, and a single dress loosely, revealing his strong and strong chest, bulging muscles, full of explosive beauty.

Yun Mo said good morning, but did not receive a reply. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He looked down and saw that there was already an empty piece of space around him, leaving only a faint fragrance on the pillow, proving that someone had indeed lying down just now.

Where is the shadow?

Yun Mo rubbed his eyes, sat up, put on a thick robe, then lifted his tent and walked outward.

The cold wind in the outside world made people clatter and clatter. Yun Mo stood up his collar to cover his cheeks and tried not to let the cold wind erode him.

Yun Mo looked at the golden and green primeval forest last night, and it turned into a scene covered with ice and snow in just one day. It was like a night of spring breeze, and thousands of pear trees bloomed!

A breeze blew by, blowing the snowflakes on the treetops. Among these flying snowflakes, a swordsman was dancing with his sword. His sword energy was scattered like a dragon and a snake. Every move contained a majestic aura, like a mountain torrent, and it was like a mountain torrent, and it was unstoppable.

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Yun Mo raised his eyebrows. The person who danced the sword in the snow was not a shadow, but the person who lost his memory he rescued from the minions of the monster yesterday, named Bai Ye.

However, this guy's swordsmanship is so powerful, how could he be severely injured by the monster? A hint of curiosity surged in Yun Mo's heart.

Bai Ye's after seeing Yun Mo standing behind him, he immediately stopped the sword in his hand, turned to look at Yun Mo, and said, "Good morning, Lord Yun Mo."

Yun Mo nodded slightly, said hello, and asked casually: "Did you get up so early to practice swords? Is your injury not important?"

Bai Ye glanced at his chest, shook his head and said, "It's fine, it has no effect on sword training. And aren't we going to Sumeru City together? If there is any danger on the road, I don't want to drag you down."

Hearing this sentence, Yun Mo's mouth raised an unknown curve slightly and he smiled faintly.

"By the way, did you see shadows when you get up?" Yun Mo looked at the snowy world around him and asked.

"On the Lord Ying, she seemed to have gone in that direction early in the morning and didn't know what to do." Bai Ye pointed to a certain direction in front and said. Yun Mo looked in the direction he pointed, and could only see a vast white area.

"Well, I understand, thank you." Yun Mo was not very worried about shadow. After all, that was the God of Thunder. The kind that cuts through mountains and seas with one sword is much better than herself at this moment. She should have gone around to explore the way around.

"You are polite." Bai Ye smiled faintly.

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Yun Mo didn't say anything more, but raised a bonfire in front of the camp and prepared to start making breakfast. Bai Ye continued to practice swordsmanship, looking very focused and serious.

The smoke from cooking cooking rose and flew into the air. After a while, a strong smell of food floated out, which made people salivate and hungry.

Yun Mo sat next to the bonfire, and his amber pupils reflected the shadow of flames, like the world-destroying epilepsy, charming and treacherous, but it was also fascinating.

Bai Ye stopped the movement in his hand, looked up at Yun Mo, and saw the phantom behind him that looked like a burning fire in the world. His eyes flashed slightly, then he withdrew his gaze and continued to practice swords.

Yun Mo half supported his jaw and stared at the fire, as if he was thinking, and seemed to be dazed. His eyes were distant, as if he had traveled through the time and space of the ages, looking at the distant future, with a somewhat complicated expression

At this time, the shadow slowly walked from the snow, and some snowflakes were stained with long purple hair, which looked a different kind of beauty, just like the mythical snow girl, with her ice-skinned and jade-like skin, and she was incomparable.

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