Mu Xue and Mu Xue

She subconsciously glanced down, and suddenly, her naked body came into view without any covering. She was completely naked! !

"Oh, trouble." Mu Xue took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. There was endless helplessness in that sigh, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of trouble.

She didn't care about much else and directly reached into the space necklace. Her fingertips casually hooked among the dazzling array of clothes, pulled out one and put it on hastily. Because she was too lazy to look for it, she didn't look carefully, and what she took out was actually a skirt.

Her skirt swayed slightly as she moved, and she walked out of the room.

The closer you get to the gate, the stronger the icy winter air becomes, like countless fine ice needles drilling into the cracks between your bones.

But the biting cold did not make her hesitate for a moment.

She took another steady step forward, slowly raised her hands, her movements gentle but with unquestionable strength, and with a light push, the two doors creaked open instantly. It was so smooth that it seemed as if there was a pair of invisible but powerful hands in the outside world, cooperating with her tacitly.

After the door opened, it was still covered with snow, and everywhere you looked, it was a silver world.

At the foot of the steps at the door, a few footprints in the snow were abruptly imprinted there. The dark color was particularly eye-catching in this pure silver-clad world.

Mu Xue took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and took a light step forward. This step just crossed the threshold of the gate, and her toes landed on the snow outside the door.

In an instant, it was as if a mysterious switch was triggered, and the heavy snow that had stopped began to fall again, like goose feather-like snowflakes, as if they had received an emergency assembly order.

This step is not just a simple leap, it is a leap over the limits of ability that almost 80% of the people in the world will find difficult to reach in their entire lives.

As soon as Mu Xue's soles touched the snow, the snowflakes falling around her seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand and gathered towards her.

But in the blink of an eye, the room where Mu Xue was was covered by dense heavy snow, like a white cocoon isolated from the world.

At this moment, Mu Xue seemed to have received a mysterious instruction from the depths of her soul. She suddenly raised her right hand, and the aura around her suddenly changed. The next second, a [Purple Thunder Holy Bow] emitting purple thunder power slowly emerged from her palm.

Purple lightning jumped and flickered on the bow, like countless nimble electric snakes, making a "sizzling" sound.

Immediately afterwards, the [Purple Thunder Holy Bow] seemed to be gently lifted up by a more mysterious force and slowly rose towards the sky.

As it rose, the purple lightning on the bow became more active and jumped more violently. Sometimes the jumping lightning seemed to sense a fatal threat, shrinking and exploding vigilantly; sometimes it seemed to be defending some rare treasure to the death, releasing strong energy fluctuations.

Some of the snowflakes flew towards Mu Xue, as if greeting her affectionately; the other part flew towards the [Purple Thunder Holy Bow], as if challenging the powerful force of thunder.

As the snowflakes gradually approached the [Purple Thunder Holy Bow], the purple lightning that was originally jumping in an orderly manner on the bow arm, bow handle, and bow tip suddenly became violent.

The purple thunders seemed to be ignited with anger, and in an instant they turned into thunder snakes with bared fangs and claws, surging out from the bow and rushing madly towards the snowflakes around them.

Purple lightning flashed across the snow curtain, as dazzling as lightning and with terrifying momentum.

However, a strange thing happened. When these sturdy purple thunder pythons slammed into the snowflakes fiercely, they disappeared without a sound, like a drop in the ocean.

The seemingly fragile snowflake easily swallowed the powerful purple thunder python without causing any ripples, as if the powerful thunder attack was just an illusory bubble without any real power.

Here, thunder and snowflakes intertwined, seemingly with great momentum, like a battle between gods and demons that shook the heavens and the earth.

However, the scene outside was completely different.

The overwhelming snow was like an impenetrable white curtain, completely covering up everything that was happening here, and people outside could not see anything at all.

To the people in the city, the heavy snow seemed to be just a sign of bad weather that was out of control.

The purple thunder python was still twisting and struggling frantically in the circle of snowflakes.

Their sturdy bodies looked particularly ferocious under the reflection of lightning. Purple lightning burst out from their bodies, tearing through the surrounding air and making crackling sounds.

Each attack was accompanied by a strong energy fluctuation, as if trying to break through this seemingly fragile but extremely tough snowflake cage.

But to outsiders, this is just a futile struggle of a trapped beast before its death.

A strange "snow-free area" formed around the [Purple Thunder Holy Bow].

Any snowflakes that tried to approach would be instantly smashed to pieces by the violent thunder power of the bow before they could touch it.

The shattered snowflakes turned into countless tiny ice crystals, which sparkled with colorful light under the reflection of lightning.

The purple lightning kept dancing and flickering, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding white snowflakes. The strong visual impact made people sigh at this wonderful and dangerous scene.

On Mu Xue's side, the situation seemed much milder.

The snowflakes that gathered together were like a group of gentle elves, gently lifting her up.

Snowflakes, one after another, with a hint of chill, fell on her body.

Some snowflakes were like naughty children, slipping into her body through the cracks in her skin; others were like well-behaved little ornaments, quietly staying on the surface of her skin.

Strangely, the snowflakes that remained on the surface did not melt because of Mu Xue's body temperature. Instead, they seemed to have found a home and stuck tightly to her skin, like pieces of crystal scales.

At first, Mu Xue's face was full of discomfort and pain.

The bone-chilling cold was like sharp ice knives, cutting every inch of her skin.

Her lips soon turned purple from the cold, like ripe mulberries; her hands became stiff and uncontrollable in the extreme cold, and even clenching her fists became a luxury; her teeth trembled uncontrollably, making a "clackling" sound that was particularly clear in this silent and crazy environment.

But as more and more snowflakes entered the body, something wonderful happened.

The coldness that had been unbearable for her slowly dissipated.

Her lips gradually regained their color, and her hands regained sensation and were able to move freely.

Her body seemed to be slowly adapting to the cold, and even began to resonate wonderfully with the snowflakes.