Both worlds are like dreams

During the three years, Mo Yunchen's Ice Art had improved a lot, and he became more and more adept at controlling the flow of cold air, as if he could control every ray of cold air as easily as with his own arms.

Xue Huang flew away, her figure flying through the cold air like a wild goose, the sword in her hand danced out a series of phantoms, and the icy air fell down like a ten-thousand-year-old glacier, and Mo Yunchen's cold tentacles were instantly frozen, falling into frost and snow all over the ground.

She was like a ghost, holding the sword and stabbing towards Mo Yunchen's forehead.

Mo Yunchen's eyes deepened slightly. It seemed that in the past three years, her Xuanbing Curse had changed a lot. He turned the sword and rushed forward.

The sword energy of both men was extremely cold, and every move and every style seemed to be able to freeze the soul.

The two of them were very agile, and they had exchanged more than twenty moves back and forth. And because Xue Huang's attacks were merciless, this fight was a life-and-death struggle.

The cold air continued to spread, and Xue Huang didn't want to affect the bamboo forest behind her, so the battlefield between the two of them continued to extend towards the center of the lake.

Thick frost fell on the lake, and even snowflakes began to float in the air. Although the sun was blazing, it seemed as if someone had cut out a space from the cold winter and thrown it here.

The overwhelming cold air swept across the sky, and soon attracted the attention of many people. Many people on the shore came to watch and were amazed at the scene.

The forces that were closely watching the Snow Phoenix also noticed the abnormality here at the first moment.

Xue Huang thought, looking at what happened today, she couldn't keep a low profile anymore. But beating up a prince, who was a member of the party of Shen Congfeng, whom Emperor Ling disliked the most, shouldn't be a big deal.

Therefore, her Seven Killing Sword Intent suddenly became unrestrained and poured out completely!

Mo Yunchen's sleeves had been cut several times. He looked at Xue Huang's cold face with an inexplicable expression, "Are you so hostile to me?"

"What else?" Xue Huang raised her eyebrows, "I told you I want to settle a score with you."

"So vindictive?"

"Of course!" Xue Huang said with a smile. "So, you'd better not offend me, otherwise you will never live in peace in your life."

Mo Yunchen smiled, "I couldn't ask for more."

Sick, Xue Huang thought. She started again, and Qing Shuang danced like a water snake, simply amazing.

The Snow Phoenix's attacks became more and more fierce, as if she was determined to kill him.

Mo Yunchen did not dare to relax, as he knew that Xue Huang's strength was no longer what it used to be. She was determined to avenge him for taking advantage of her serious injuries to embarrass her twice.

The two men fought in the snow and ice for nearly half an hour, but there was still no winner.

But Mo Yunchen's arm was indeed dripping with blood, which fell on the ice and was extremely dazzling.

\"How is it? Still fighting?" Xue Huang asked with a smile.

Mo Yunchen looked at her stunning face, which became more and more proud because she had the upper hand, and was as bright as the sun.

This is her. Even though she is in the midst of ice and snow, she still lives so boldly and unrestrainedly like the sun.

Facing her question, the smile on his face seemed to carry a hint of madness, "If you come with me, I won't fight you."

"You figure it out," Xue Huang was a little speechless, "Now you are about to lose."

"What can you do if I don't admit defeat?"

Xue Huang looked at his cold and wild appearance, raised her eyebrows and said: "Then I will beat you until you admit defeat. I am still looking forward to seeing the prince turn into a turtle and swim."

Boy: You are too mean.

Mo Yunchen's face turned dark, and it seemed that even the weather could sense his depression at the moment, with dark clouds covering the sky and thunder and lightning.

Xue Huang looked up at the sky and saw that it was going to rain. "If you want to fight, do it quickly. I don't want to get wet in the rain. If you don't want to fight, just admit defeat. There's no ice over there. Hurry and swim back."

Mo Yunchen turned around and walked towards the pavilion at her back door. "When did I promise you?"

Xue Huang's eyes widened. "You are the dignified King Han Xi, but you are cheating. Can't you afford to lose?"

Mo Yunchen didn't say anything.

"Where are you going?" Xue Huang watched him heading towards her home and quickly flew after him.

Thunder roared in the sky, and heavy rain fell instantly. Xue Huang was soaked before she even reached the pavilion. She didn't care about the rain, and rushed forward to stop Mo Yunchen. As a result, the ice surface was slippery due to the rain, and she slipped and fell directly to the ground.

Mo Yunchen had just walked into the pavilion when he turned around and found her lying on the ground. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Are you admitting defeat to me?"

Xue Huang almost wanted to hit her head against a tree. This was such a shame. She quickly got up and ran into the pavilion to avoid the rain. "It was obviously you who lost."

"I didn't give up." Mo Yunchen raised his eyebrows.

"You're not convinced, huh?" Xue Huang frowned and looked at him, "Then let's continue fighting!"

Mo Yunchen looked her over. She looked rather disheveled because she had fallen down in the rain. Her gauze-like clothes stuck to her body, and the outlines of some parts became clearer. His eyes also became meaningful, "Are you sure?"

Xue Huang glanced down, then immediately crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him, "What are you looking at? If you look at me again, I'll poke your eyes out."

Mo Yunchen smiled without saying a word and sat down in the pavilion, feeling as leisurely as if this was his backyard.

A cool breeze blew by, and Xue Huang couldn't help but shiver. Without bothering to argue with him, she quickly circulated her internal energy to dispel the moisture on her body.

After a while, her clothes were dry, and she pointed her sword at Mo Yunchen again, "Either admit defeat or fight, you choose one."

"I give up." Mo Yunchen said happily.

"Then you better swim back quickly. Otherwise, the water level will rise and you might drown."

Mo Yun thought to himself, how much does she like watching people swim? He sat as steady as a mountain and said calmly, "I admit defeat, so you don't have to go with me, but I never promised you that I would swim back from the beginning."

Xue Huang rolled her eyes. "This is the first time I've seen someone talk about cheating in such a high-sounding way."

Mo Yunchen lifted his sleeves. On his arm was a sword wound caused by Xue Huang, which was still dripping blood. He said calmly, "You have already cut me with a sword, and you are still not satisfied?" He just watched his wound bleed, dripping on the ground, without bandaging it or even pressing to stop the bleeding. There was not even any expression of pain on his face, but it seemed... like he was enjoying it.