The cold fragrance surrounding her seemed to be stronger. Luo Qingyu's heart moved, and she faintly sensed that there seemed to be a trace of moisture in the arms of the Great Imperial Master——

Could it be that - he was tired and sweating?

No, in such a hot place down there, the sweat on her face rolled down like free beads, but he was always fresh and refreshing, with no sign of sweating at all. Why is he sweating now?

Is what Zisang Hewan said true?

Flying with people is an extremely heavy physical job, and her body weighing several dozen kilograms is as heavy as an elephant in the eyes of those who can fly...

She took a breath and tried to make herself lighter.

Finally, the Grand Master held her and flew out of the narrow crack and landed on the ground.

Luo Qingyu stepped on solid ground with his feet, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief!

Oh my god, she finally got out of that rat hole!

This little life can finally be saved again...

Luo Qingyu looked around and was suddenly stunned.

The place they came out of was actually not the mountain, but a wilderness.

There is nothing like a flat mountain, not a single mountain.

He obviously fell into a crack in the ground in a mountain. How come he changed when he climbed out?

Could it be that big earthquake that caused the mountains to turn into plains?

That's not right. Even if it becomes a plain, there should still be rocks.

But the grass here is lush, withered yellow grass leaves rustling in the cold wind, and there is residual snow beside it. Not to mention big rocks, even small rocks can't be seen...

A gust of autumn wind blew over again, and Luo Qingyu crossed his arms.

So cold!

"Don't look any further, this is not the Immortal Slope of Xiaoyao Mountain." The Great Imperial Master, who had been meditating aside after coming up, suddenly spoke and stood up slowly.

(The Immortal Slope of Xiaoyao Mountain is where Luo Qingyu fell into a crack in the ground)

Luo Qingyu raised his eyebrows and looked around again. This place was simply a wasteland with not a single house in sight.

"Where is this?" Luo Qingyu folded his arms and stamped his feet on the ground.

Cold! What kind of shabby place is this? Why is it so cold?

She remembered that it was still a late autumn scene at Shenxianpo, and she was still looking at the maple leaves. Why did the weather change after she had been underground for so many hours?

It’s straight from late autumn to severe winter?!

Is one day underground equivalent to one year above ground?

"Nohara." The Grand Master said the place name here.

Nohara? Luo Qingyu tossed this place name around in his mind.

Well, she was not familiar with this continent in the first place, and she had no idea about the place name.

"How long have I been underground? Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Luo Qingyu paused for a moment on the Grand Imperial Master. The white robe he wore looked very warm and said...

"Not long, just a whole day."

The Grand Master replied calmly, and then added: "It's always cold here. It doesn't suddenly get cold."

"Then - he obviously fell on the Shenxian Slope, how could he appear in this ice field?" Luo Qingyu looked back at the big crack not far away, feeling a little puzzled.

"Because there is only one exit." The Grand Master replied simply and concisely.

He finally saw the thin and pitiful blue gauze shirt on Luo Qingyu's body, his eyes flickered slightly, and he frowned slightly: "You don't look good in this."

Her skin color is darker, and when she wears a green shirt, her face becomes darker and her whole body looks gray.

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