On the next day, at the break of dawn.
The peak of the snowy mountain at dawn was particularly cold.
The piercing cold wind swept under the Twin Trees, making a woman's long hair dance lightly.
Yang Qingqing quietly opened her eyes, looking at the white glow on the horizon, she slowly exhaled a breath, releasing wisps of white mist.
The woman looked to her right, where Chi Bear Hongye was leaning against the Divine Wood, her bear face raised and mouth open, sleeping in an unruly manner.
Hmm... she was just short of snoring.
And in Chi Bear's furry, soft embrace, a beautiful girl was curled up, sleeping soundly.
The summit of Kunlun Mountain is indeed frigid,
but the girl had the warm Chi Bear Large Pillow and the Cloak Wind Witch to shield her from the wind and snow, so she slept very sweetly.
Upon seeing this warm and beautiful scene, Yang Qingqing's face also showed a hint of a smile.
Since early June when she joined the battle, it has been nearly a month and a half.
