When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 90 Winter City

Zhou Ling also tried hard to suppress her reluctance, and summoned out the sofa flying magic weapon that her master had given her, opened the concealing formation, pulled her mother to sit on it, and drove all the way north.

He didn't dare fly too high for fear of pulling out the cloud line, nor did he dare fly too low for fear that the people below would notice the faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Zhou Ling carefully controlled the flight route, crossing the long rivers and waterways, and flying over the mountains and ridges.

Silently and without a sound, it distanced them from the sect, and also distanced them from the farthest boundary of the master's spiritual awareness.

"Woooooooo..."

Unable to hold back any longer, Zhou Ling turned her head and sobbed a few times in her mother's arms.

Zhou Li patted his daughter's back gently, without saying anything, just silently comforting her.

Parting always brings sadness, whether it is separation in life or separation in death.

Besides, the shortest time she and her daughter would be away would be twenty years. Twenty years was nothing more than a blink of an eye for those in the world of immortal cultivation.

But for mortals, it is almost half a lifetime.

Unlike later generations, the longest lifespan of mortals in the world today is only sixty or seventy years, and death in the age of forty or fifty is common.

Hey……

Twenty years later, the daughter should be grown up. When her master sees her then, he probably won't even recognize her.

Zhou Ling cried for a long time in her mother's arms. When her tears dried up, she raised her head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Mom, where are we?"

"The snow-covered forest in the north. Go a little further and you'll be almost at Winterfell."

Zhou Li spoke fluently subconsciously. There was no other way. Whether it was the snow-covered forest or the Winter City ahead, she was too familiar with them.

The dead memories of her hard work in Chinese began to attack her again.

When she first came to this world, she fell into a snow-covered forest. Facing swarms of monsters, she still couldn't kill them all even though her magic was almost exhausted.

After using up the last bit of her magic power, she lay down in the thick snow, thinking she was going to die.

It was the beast hunting team from Winterfell who heard the noise and came to rescue her.

This place was a blessing to her, but it also contained the memories she least wanted to recall.

This is where she and the child's biological father met...

Also on that long street in Winterfell, she sat in the infirmary, waiting for her husband to come back for a long time.

"Want to stop and take a look?"

Although Zhou Ling had never heard her mother talk about the story of her mother and father, she had memories of it since she was in her mother's womb, and if she remembered correctly, she was born near the Winter Palace.

This means that my mother at least lived here.

The flying magic weapon given by the master, once it is running at its maximum speed, it is just like Monkey King's somersault cloud, and one somersault can travel a great distance of ten thousand miles.

They had been flying in the sky for several hours at the fastest speed, and now they were very far away from Wandao Sect.

Although they said they were going out for training, they actually didn't have a clear destination. As long as they stayed away from the sect and hid their identities well, it would be the same wherever they went for training.

Now that they have arrived at Winterfell, if mother wants to go down and take a look, they can stop there and make Winterfell the first stop of their training.

"No." Zhou Li shook her head and refused. She had finally decided to let go of these memories. She didn't want to revisit the old place and pick up the previous pain again. "Well... okay."

No one knows a mother better than her daughter. Zhou Ling didn't need to ask much. As soon as she saw the resistance on her mother's face, she knew that something bad might have happened in Zhidong City.

Since you don't plan to stop, there's no need to slow down.

After lifting up the armrest of the sofa and filling a few more spirit stones into the supply warehouse inside, Zhou Ling prepared to turn and head northwest from Zhidong City.

On the map given by the master, there is another city to the northwest of Dongdong City. It is also a mortal town and is also close to the Snow-Covered Forest. Maybe I can settle down there and experience the local customs and culture. By the way, find time to enter the Snow-Covered Forest, kill some monsters, and control the number of monsters in the nearby mortal towns.

No matter which sect, every year they receive many missions to control the number of monsters in various parts of the mortal world. The number and speed of monster reproduction are far beyond the ability of the surrounding mortal towns to control in a timely manner. Although they also spontaneously organize hunting teams, their abilities are limited, and the number of monsters that can be killed is also limited. Most of the time they still have to ask for help from the nearest sect.

When going out to gain experience, it's all about these things: either find a place to search for treasure, or find a place to do what a cultivator should do.

Now that we're here, let's help the mortal town control the number of monsters first.

"Ling'er, did you hear that?"

Zhou Li suddenly looked solemn and held down Zhou Ling's hand as she was putting in the spirit stone.

"Ah?" Zhou Ling quickly stopped what he was doing and listened carefully with his ears perked up.

The wind was blocked by the flying magic weapon's spiritual shield, and only the faint sound of the wind whistling past could be heard. Other sounds...

Zhou Ling shook his head and was about to say that he didn't hear it, but his expression suddenly changed. He stopped the small sofa flying magic weapon and looked down at the snow-covered forest below.

The two huge lizards swung their tails left and right, knocking down trees along the way and crawling forward quickly.

Running ahead of them was a woman from the mortal world, holding a crying child in her arms, and running forward desperately.

There was no road in the forest, and there were weeds and branches everywhere. The woman ran stumblingly, but her speed did not slow down at all.

The child in her arms was crying heartbreakingly, but the process of running while being carried made him bounce up and down, so his crying became intermittent.

"Rescue."

The mother and daughter were in perfect harmony at this moment. They collected the flying magic weapon and dived down.

In the forest, the woman and child who were being chased by two lizards were finally forced into a desperate situation.

There was no road in front of them. Huge old trees had fallen down and blocked all the hope in their eyes.

The lizard beasts behind them were about to catch up with them and eat them alive.

The woman looked up in despair with tears in her eyes. She looked at the fallen ancient tree that was taller than her. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, bent down and stepped back. She exerted great force and threw the child in her hands forward!
"Tiedan! Run! Run!"

The child who was thrown over the ancient tree couldn't even cry. He looked like he was only two or three years old. He was stunned and didn't know where to run.

At this time, the two lizard beasts that were chasing madly had already arrived.

The woman's eyes were still full of despair. She turned her head for the last time to look at the huge ancient tree that blocked her view, and suddenly laughed.

She couldn't survive, but her child might not survive without her...

Despair was gradually replaced by anger. The woman bent down and picked up a broken branch on the ground. She gritted her teeth, and when the lizard beast opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards her, she faced it head-on, stabbing the lizard beast's tongue with the sharp branch in her hand.

(End of this chapter)