Leaving the warm and spring-like Yun Meng Cliff, where singing and dancing were in full swing, the cold wind laden with heavy snow sobered Lu Jin'an significantly.
Looking around at the endless horizon, the tribulation lightning continued to flash incessantly over the Wan Dao Sect, illuminating the four corners of the world.
Gloomy sky, heavy snow, muffled thunder... It was a perfect atmosphere to snuggle under the covers with the soft Master to sleep.
Senior Sister... let's not snuggle for now.
Snuggling with her in winter is too chilly.
Is that silly Zhiyu still outside eating?
However, the barrier was set up in advance, so it shouldn't be much of a problem.
Lu Jin'an glanced in the direction of the Taichu Hall, cloaked under the tribulation lightning of his Senior Sister, and after cooling down completely, he headed to the Alchemy Hall.
Returning to Taichu Hall is not possible now, as going back would tempt him into lingering in the tender embrace.
