The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

But since Wanzhu saw it, how could she avoid it? She raised her sword.

The two swords connected, and in the flash of lightning, both of them took a step back. The arcing air wave shook the surrounding snowflakes away.

Not to be outdone, Qian Shu struck out with his second sword. The two fought fiercely in front of the colorful whirlpool. Ye Xuanxin hugged his knees and hid beside him, shivering.

The aftermath of the two of them was enough to hurt her, so Ye Xuanxin could only hold herself tighter to prevent her from being really hurt and causing trouble to her senior sister.

But even if she did nothing, at such a high place, her body gradually lost temperature. She felt like she couldn't move her hands and feet, and even her consciousness gradually became blurred.

It's so cold. Is the snow getting heavier and heavier?

Wan Zhu's eyes condensed, and she withdrew her long sword, "Qian Shu, you'd better go and see your junior sister, otherwise she is very likely to fall -"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuanxin tilted his body and fell from Nuwa's arm.

Qian Shu was shocked and quickly flew down. Fortunately, she caught Ye Xuanxin's arm in mid-air, and Qian Shu held her and landed safely.

But the person in his arms was now like an ice pimple, so cold that it chilled the heart.

"Xuanxin? Xuanxin?"

Qian Shu reached out and touched his forehead, as if touching a cold hard stone.

Ye Xuanxin had closed his eyes, as quietly as if he was asleep.

Qian Shu raised his head and looked around at a loss. He saw that the snow was falling very densely, and the ground seemed to be covered with a thick carpet.

Chu Zicheng was so cold that his teeth couldn't stop shaking, "It's so cold, don't you think, this falling snow...is getting...more and more scary..."

As he talked about the latter part, it seemed that the breath he exhaled turned into ice lumps. He kept rubbing his hands, and his cheeks were pale from the cold.

"Chu Zicheng, why do you look so bad? Don't you have a treasure bag? Can you find something to keep warm?"

"I-I'll look for it."

Chu Zicheng turned around stiffly and found only a round object that looked like an iron pot.

"This is for igniting fire. As long as you have spiritual power, you can activate the flame. It was originally made to replace the stove, but the spiritual power consumes too much and no one uses it. I didn't expect it to come in handy here."

Chen Yutong huddled in the corner, "What's the use of this? Everyone is frozen like this because they have no spiritual power."

Qian Shu brought the iron pot over and said, "It's okay, I'll give it a try."

She closed her eyes, tried hard to gather the energy of chaos in her palms, and then released it on the iron pot.

The iron pot suddenly vibrated and buzzed, and soon it began to spin in her hands. As the black iron pot rotated at high speed, a small flame emerged from it.

Qian Shu was overjoyed. Before he could smile, the flames were swayed by the snow and immediately extinguished.

"How could this happen? I'll try again, try again."

Qian Shu calmed down and tried his best to put the power of chaos into the iron pot, but the flame went out just like last time, and this time it went out faster.

"How did that happen……"

The coldness on her body was not as good as the coldness in her heart. Even though her friends were all around her, she once felt helpless.

Chu Zicheng bent down and said softly: "Forget it, Qian Shu, go ahead. You are the only one who can go out now."

Qian Shu shook his head and couldn't help but tremble, "No, there must be some way. I don't believe there is no way to solve it, and I don't believe I came here just to die."

She looked around at Ye Xuanxin, who was about to be submerged in the snow, Chen Yutong, who was curled up in the corner, and Mu Lianyu, who was taking pills one by one, trying to maintain his strength.

Mu Lianyu caught her gaze and reluctantly climbed up, "Boss, he is right. You should leave quickly. We can't all stay here."

Chu Zicheng reluctantly patted Qian Shu on the shoulder and showed a handsome smile, "That's right, you should leave quickly. When you come back in ten years, maybe we will all turn into immortals."

Qian Shu's eyes were sore, and he tried his best to open them wide.

"What are you talking nonsense about? Is it a casual thing to become immortal? What if I go out this time and never see you again?"

Chu Zicheng grinned and said: "How is it possible? We are still waiting for you to collect the body. I will definitely be the handsomest dead one by then!"

Tears seemed to be about to fall from her eyes, but before they fell, they were frozen into small ice beads, which stuck to her eyelashes, as beautiful as broken snow.

Qian Shu closed her eyes and shook her head. Her throat seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost. She couldn't say a word, but the feeling of heartache flowed to her body along the blood.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly, "Don't say stupid things. Death is like a light going out. I don't want you to die. I don't want you to die."

"Chu Zicheng, don't give up. I, I understand. Let's gather together in a group. I still have strength. I'll try my best to give you some heat, okay?"

Qian Shu reached out and grabbed his hand. Although her own temperature was equally cold, she still tried to pass on the power of chaos to him.

But others made no move.

Chen Yutong said slowly: "Qian Shu, don't waste your efforts. I don't plan to leave. Ling'er is dead. I plan to stay here with her. But it's just a pity that you donated the blood. If there is a next life, I will pay it back." Give it to everyone.”

"Stop talking, don't die, it's so hard for me..."

I finally made a few friends, but now they are leaving. Why?

Thousands of eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, as if the black feathers were dyed white. She didn't know whether it was due to the power of chaos or the natural ice root, but she didn't feel how cold the weather was.

But that didn't stop her heart from feeling like it was being cut by ice knives.

"It's not easy to get to know me, isn't it? Haha... Qianshu, it's actually not easy to get to know you."

Chu Zicheng sat on the ground and raised his head to look at her, his eyebrows as beautiful as ever.

"Who doesn't know that Xuanzong has a genius with ice spirit roots, but everyone says that she has always been indifferent, and no one can even say a few words to her. I don't believe it. I didn't expect to meet you that day."

"I'm very happy to be friends with you."

Chu Zicheng tried his best to laugh, and snowflakes drifted into his eyes, creating a feeling of water.

"Qianshu, let's go. You know, I'm not a person who likes to say depressing words, so I definitely can't say anything like 'remember me'."

"It doesn't matter whether you remember me or not. The life span of a cultivator is very long. It is so long that you can meet thousands of people and make many friends in your life."

Chu Zicheng felt that his body was getting colder and colder, but when it got cold enough, his heart stopped being cold and started to feel warm instead.