I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

"Cough cough..."

Sang Nian woke up from the cold.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes floated down with the wind, stopped on her eyelashes, and did not melt for a long time.

She folded her arms tightly, swaying uncontrollably, with a familiar sweet and fishy taste in her mouth.

Xie Chenzhou was standing nearby, chopping wood with a sword.

"Cough, cough, what are you doing?" She almost coughed out her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

He squatted down and drilled the wood: "Make a fire."

Sang Nian said weakly: "Don't you know the Fire Art?"

"Spiritual power cannot be used here."

In here?

Sang Nian looked up into the distance and realized that they were no longer on the icy lake.

What came into view was a flat field with snow piled up to the knees.

A little further away, there was a small forest. It was pitch black inside and only sporadic reflections of the snow could be seen.

She asked Liu Liu in her heart: "Where is this?"

Liu Liu said quickly: "It's not clear yet, but the data shows that the danger level of this place is S+."

"S+?!"

Sang Nian sat up straight and asked, "Then how can we get out?"

"I'm still trying to find the way, but it seems like there's some force interfering with me," Liu Liu said, "Wait a minute, I'll go check it out."

Once it left, there was no news of it.

Sang Nian didn't want to freeze to death here, so he shivered as he opened his storage bag and took out a walnut-sized plant seed from it.

She dug away the snow in front of her and let it go and dropped it onto the ground.

The seed took root and in a few breaths grew into a plant half a person's height. The branches were full of translucent fruits like lanterns, and there was a ball of fire burning inside each fruit.

The temperature rose suddenly.

Xie Chenzhou, who was still trying to drill the wood: "..."

"what is this?"

Sang Nian picked a fruit and held it in his arms to keep warm. He was amazed that he was not dead at all and replied:

"fire."

Xie Chenzhou: "I asked what this tree is called."

Sang Nian: "Don't underestimate the fire, but the fire tree is worth two thousand spirit stones."

Xie Chenzhou: "...Did you choose the name yourself?"

Sang Nian: "Yeah."

Xie Chenzhou threw away the stick in his hand and sat down next to the fire tree to keep warm.

Only then did she realize that his face didn't look good and was slightly pale.

It must have taken a lot of effort to save her.

"What's wrong with you?" Sang Nian felt guilty and grateful. "Thank you for saving me. I'll give you 30 million as a thank you gift when we leave here."

Xie Chenzhou turned his head away and snorted:

"You must be healthy, you must be happy, you must be joyful."

Sang Nian was surprised and asked, "How do you know this?"

"You already gave me 30 million the day you got drunk."

Sang Nian was embarrassed: "I was just talking nonsense after drinking, don't take it seriously."

"But don't worry, the 30 million I mentioned today is really 30 million spirit stones." She added, "Or if you want anything else, I will give it to you."

Xie Chenzhou warmed up his body and strode towards the woods:

"Miss Sang is a good person who is generous."

Sang Nian hurriedly picked up the small tree and followed him: "You risked your life to save me several times, you are a good person."

"Good guy?" He sneered, "But no one has ever said that to me."

"Then now it is available."

She followed his footprints in the snow, keeping close behind him, making sure he was illuminated by the firelight, and said briskly:

"To me you are a good man, a very good man, a very very good man. There is no better man in the world than you—except my brother."

Xie Chenzhou suddenly stopped.

She didn't notice and bumped into his back, holding her nose and wailing:

"Xie Chenzhou, my nose is about to break!!"

He tilted his face slightly, stretched out his hand and lifted her to the other side:

"Stand away."

Sang Nian was puzzled.

There was a rustling sound in the wind.

Her heart trembled and she turned to look at the woods.

All the dead branches stood still in the wind and snow, not moving at all.

Only the hanging vines seemed to come alive, constantly wriggling towards them, like thousands of tentacles.

Sang Nian got goosebumps all over his body and ran to the side carrying the tree.

Xie Chenzhou drew his sword and stood straight.

Suddenly, all the vines rushed over at the same time, trying to strangle him.

He swung his sword and slashed at random.

The sword light suddenly tore through the dense snow curtain and fell with the force of thunder. The vines were instantly turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Sang Nian was amazed.

Even without spiritual power, he is so powerful...

If she had spiritual power, wouldn't chopping her be as easy as cutting vegetables?

She touched her neck and felt a chill.

It seemed as if there were no end to the vines. As soon as the previous batch was destroyed, the next batch rushed over. Each time the vines became stronger than the last. In the end, when they came into contact with the sword blade, there was a sound like metal hitting stone.

Sang Nian made a prompt decision and dropped the tree he was carrying. While the fire was spreading and the vines were burning to ashes, he rushed to Xie Chenzhou:

"Let's go, there's something strange in this forest, be careful not to get killed here!"

Just as he finished speaking, an icy chain flew out from the side and wrapped around the ankles of the two men in a flash.

They lost their balance instantly and were dragged into the woods at high speed.

Just as the newly grown vines tried to stop them, they disappeared without a trace.

When everything calmed down, the scene around had changed.

This is an incredibly large tree hole.

The cave walls were covered in a layer of pale blue ice of unknown thickness, with countless golden runes suspended inside.

Hundreds of ice chains as thick as wrists stretched out from the dome, extending all the way to the huge ice pillar below, also covered with golden runes.

A bone-chilling chill hit me in the face.

However, in the blink of an eye, Sang Nian's hair tips and eyelashes were covered with frost, and his heart in his chest felt a sharp pain, and he was unable to move.

The ice was climbing up her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the moment when she was about to be frozen, a hand pulled her hard.

She staggered into the man's arms, and when she looked up, it was Xie Chenzhou.

His situation was not much better than hers. His skin was almost white to the point of being transparent, which made his pupils look even darker than ink.

Like a blackbird in snow.

Sang Nian covered his chest, his lips trembling, and he struggled to squeeze out a breath:

"Xie Chenzhou, I seem to be ill."

Xie Chenzhou lowered his eyes to glance at her, bit his fingertips, and gently touched her pale lips.

It's a familiar sweet smell.

Sang Nian pursed her lips and rolled the drop of blood into her mouth.

The pain in the chest gradually subsided.

She understood in an instant:

"You gave me your blood after I fell into the water?"

He let go of her hand, his face cold:

"Your life or death has nothing to do with me. I'm just afraid of being punished by your brother."

Sang Nian said seriously:

"A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart."

Xie Chenzhou did not comment: "I am not a gentleman."

Suddenly, the chains above their heads began to shake at the same time.

Amid the loud bang, a cluster of dim sparks lit up in the icicle ahead.

It rose slowly, penetrated the ice, and flew in front of Sang Nian and the others.

The coldness around the two of them dissipated in an instant.

Sang Nian and Xie Chenzhou looked at each other and asked the cluster of sparks tentatively:

"You brought us here?"

The sparks were silent.

Instead, a few hoarse coughs were heard from the icicles.

Sang Nian looked in the direction of the sound and gasped.

A strange bird appeared in the icicle at some point.

No one knew what species it was, but it had a naked body and a white head, three eyes and six claws, and its tail feathers were as bright as clouds.

At this time, it lay on the ground, with countless chains piercing its wings. Countless ice spikes continued to drill into the wounds along the chains, and were soon evaporated into nothingness by the blazing fire on its feathers.

Sang Nian and Xie Chenzhou looked at each other and nodded slightly.

It was most likely this bird that brought them here.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions, she took a step forward and asked carefully:

"Don't you know your senior's surname?"

The strange bird looked at her weakly, and transformed into a woman with white hair and red clothes. The red demon mark on her collarbone was bright and eye-catching.

She waved her hand to remove the chains, then stood up shakily from the ground:

"My name is Thief of Fat."

There is no such character in the original book, so Sang Nian is more cautious:

"I wonder what the matter is that you brought us here, Senior?"

Qianzhi's eyes swept across her face, paused on Xie Chenzhou for a few seconds, then he lowered his head and coughed twice, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"I have no choice but to bring you here. There is something I want to ask of you."

Sang Nian: "What?"

Xie Zhi raised his head, looking sad:

"I was originally the Red Henpecked Bird, the guardian spirit beast of the Zhuyu Clan. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance lured me out of the mountains, used a cage made of ten thousand year old black ice, and cast a great sealing technique to imprison me here for a full five hundred years."

Hearing this, Sang Nian subconsciously glanced at Xie Chenzhou. As expected, his face did not look very good.

She knew that he was thinking about the seven years he had been imprisoned.

There are so many perverts in the world of cultivating immortals, and they lock people up at the slightest provocation.

Sang Nian sighed secretly.

"You want us to get you out?" she said.

Qianzhi shook his head and smiled sadly:

"I am running out of energy and my life span has come to an end. It doesn't matter whether I get out or not."

Sang Nian: “…”

Go home and slap yourself twice.