The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"Oh, the ground is so slippery. It's a good thing I fell on you, otherwise I would have been hurt."

Akzan shouted this indifferently, supported his hands on the cold ground, and then slowly sat up.

The figure in a clean white coat, with his back to him, was frantically and awkwardly trying to get up from the cold, hard snow.

Akzhan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He used it as a fulcrum to support himself and reached out without hesitation to grab her arm tightly.

With the help of this pull, Akzan easily and successfully stood up from the snow.

In stark contrast, she once again fell heavily to the snow-covered ground in an extremely embarrassing manner.

"Did you...did you do this on purpose?"

The person lying on the snow uttered these words with a bit of anger and confusion.

Upon hearing this, Akzhan was momentarily stunned, then his lips curled up, revealing a slightly sly smile as he responded, "Intentional? Hmm... well, how should I put it? Actually, it can't be completely considered intentional. After all, unexpected minor incidents like this are often difficult to accurately predict."

The people in the snow obviously did not buy Akjan's seemingly understated explanation.

"So you're admitting you did it on purpose?"

Akzan quickly waved his hands and denied, "No, no, no, please don't misunderstand me. It's just that, if I must find a suitable explanation for this matter, then I can only say that perhaps this is due to the special fate between us! I really didn't expect to meet you here."

As he spoke, Akzan slowly took off the sword hanging from his waist and planned to use the scabbard in his hand to assist her.

With Akzhan's patient help, she began to slowly stand up from the cold snow.

Because of the large amplitude of movement and excessive force when standing up, the scabbard was unknowingly pulled open a small corner, and the sharp sword hidden in it was faintly revealed.

Since she will be angry in the end, you might as well take this opportunity to tease her a little more. Anyway, as long as you buy her some delicious food afterwards, you will probably be able to coax her into making peace with you.

Then Akzan had an idea and prepared to draw back his sword.

Just as he tried to draw back his sword, he found that she was holding the hilt tightly.

She reacted extremely quickly, grabbed the scabbard, and quickly bent down, swinging the scabbard and hitting the long sword hard.

The force of this blow was so great that Akzan's sword-holding wrist involuntarily changed direction slightly.

Then, Xuelian quickly stood up and without hesitation put the scabbard on the long sword. At the same time, she kicked out and attacked Akzhan's sword-holding hand with her knee.

Akzan was shocked. He had never expected that things would develop to this point.

Xuelian was not a silly child like Theresa, so she naturally knew that the man in front of her had no good intentions.

Under Xuelian's series of swift and precise attacks, the sword in Akzan's hand was knocked to the ground so easily.

"Oh my god? What did you learn in the academy? Is going to school really useful?"

Xuelian did not answer, but just stood there quietly, holding a Bingpo Sword tightly in her hand, pointing it at Akzhan's neck, with the blade only an inch away from his throat.

He came to me alone, deliberately looking for trouble, and even drew his sword to test me. He must have some ulterior motive.

If this man doesn't have a certain purpose, what could it be?

"When did you learn this? When in Rome, do as the Romans do, right? But, it's still a little off for me."

Akzan wrapped his fingers around the flames and then gently grasped the ice sword.

He thought that his flame could slowly melt the ice sword, but as soon as the flame touched the ice sword, it instantly turned into white mist and floated away.

"Ahhh? This isn't right? What's going on?" Akzan couldn't help but raise his voice, his face full of surprise and confusion.

The situation is really delicate, and I always feel like something is not right.

"what is your purpose."

Xuelian's voice came through the scarf, which wrapped her mouth tightly, making her sound a little mumbling.

"Purpose? It's been a while since I last saw you, and I've missed you. Who knew you'd suddenly become so powerful? It's beyond my expectation. Can you put down your sword first? If you insist...it's not impossible..."

As Akzan spoke, he tried hard to make his expression look harmless, and even forced a smile at the corner of his mouth. His body center of gravity quietly shifted downwards, and his legs secretly exerted force.

Suddenly, his body shook, he quickly lowered his head, and with extremely agile movements, he avoided the sword that was against his neck.

He raised his right hand suddenly, and flames instantly gathered in his palm. The flames quickly changed shape and formed a fire knife emitting high temperature.

"Now behave yourself, girl! I'll show you that handsome Akzan is not to be trifled with!"

"Akjan...?"

Theresa came running back with a confused cry, clutching two steaming, fragrant burritos.

Her mouth was wide open, and she looked at the shocking scene in front of her with astonishment.

Akzan looked over subconsciously with an expression of disbelief.

"Wait, you're there, who's over here?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, Xuelian reacted quickly, throwing Theresa's hat high into the air and suddenly pointing the palm of her left hand at Akzan.

"Shh-!"

An extremely cold breath gushed out from Xuelian's palm.

Akzhan was enveloped by the biting cold, and the flames on his body were instantly extinguished, replaced by a thick layer of ice.

In the blink of an eye, Akzan turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture, unable to move.

"do you know him?"

Xuelian steadily caught the hat that fell from the sky and put it on Theresa's head.

As the scarf slowly slid off, Xuelian's beautiful blue long hair like a waterfall cascaded down in an instant. She hooked the long sword that was knocked away with her right foot and looked at the sword carefully.

Hmm... I guess I already know who he is.

"do not know."

Theresa said expressionlessly, freeing one hand to snatch the sword from Xuelian's hand and toss it away.

Then she gently put a hot, fragrant wrap into Xuelian's hands.

In Akzan's eyes, the two people gradually moved away from him.

The ice in Akzan was melting bit by bit, and the icy water was flowing down slowly, soaking his clothes.

"What do you mean I don't know you... Who brought you out from that remote mountain valley?"

"Is it tasty?"

“It’s delicious and quite spicy.”

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him as he was soaked to the skin.