Overriding the Heaven

0The girl looked at Chu Yan, and as she spoke, her face revealed a look of hatred and shame, and her emotions became complicated.    

    

After chatting for a while, she seemed to be tired too. She laid beside Chu Yan, lifted one of his arms, and planned to rest it under her head.    

    

But when she saw the traces of blood on the corner of Chu Yan's mouth, she sighed, turned around and sat up. Leaning against the pile of snow on the side, she closed her eyes.    

    

At this moment, Chu Yan was lying on the ground without moving. Even though he was unconscious, the memory fragments were churning and merging in his mind, like raging waves engulfing his consciousness.    

    

The dire beasts that were constantly massacred, the Soul Locking Spear that had almost killed its way to the edge of the blade, the thick bloody mist before his eyes, the advanced immortal demon body, even though he had used this much of his strength, his Small Non-Phase Point Star Finger …    

    

At the last part of his memory, there seemed to be a voice that he hadn't heard for a long time.    

    

This voice pulled him, who had almost gone insane, away from the edge of the cliff.    

    

However, right at this moment, a loud explosion sounded and he was thrown into the air.    

    

At that time, someone seemed to have pulled him back, and someone seemed to have said something to him. When he opened his eyes, it was as if he could see the sky filled with snow, as if he could feel himself bumpy in a cold place.    

    

"Comfortable and quiet?"    

    

's memories suddenly jumped, he felt his entire body becoming tense, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

What entered his eyes was a sheet of snow-white.    

    

"Where am I?" He was about to roll over and sit up.    

    

But at the next moment, Chu Yan realized that he was firmly tied up, and his entire body did not have any strength left.    

    

"Yoh, you're awake. You actually didn't die. What a pity."    

    

At this moment, a cold and mocking voice was heard.    

    

Chu Yan looked towards the voice, and when he saw the blue eyes and the distinct outline of a face, he, who was usually calm and composed, instantly felt as if a heavy cannon had smashed onto his chest as he involuntarily cried out, "Wusilanma! Why are you here! "    

    

Wusilanma, the princess of the Persian Kingdom!    

    

That enemy kingdom princess who had clashed with him many times in the war between countries two years ago.    

    

That enemy kingdom princess who saved him from the Abyss Demon Prison one year ago, using the excuse of a relationship with him.    

    

Why was she here?    

    

How did she find him?    

    

Since she found him, did that mean that the people from the Southern Yuan Kingdom knew that he was still alive?    

    

Had he been taken by her to the Persian Kingdom?    

    

How long had he been unconscious?    

    

In an instant, countless questions emerged in Chu Yan's mind.    

    

His eyes glittered brightly, and he concentrated in the blink of an eye.    

    

Seemingly having seen through Chu Yan's thoughts, Wusilanma hugged her arm and sneered repeatedly: "Heh, even though you're not happy to see your old friend, you're still here feeling uncertain? What? I saved you from the explosion, I healed you, I scrubbed you, and you pretended you didn't know? You really haven't changed at all, Chu Yan, you bastard who never admitted to it after eating everything! "    

    

After saying that last sentence, Wusilanma was obviously angry, she got up and kicked the water bowl in front of him.    

    

The remaining half a basin of water immediately splashed all over Chu Yan's body.    

    

However, it was unknown whether Wusilanma did it on purpose or not, but the water in the basin was just warm and not scalding Chu Yan.    

    

"You saved me?" Chu Yan lowered his head, looked at the tiger skin on his body, and then examined his injuries.    

    

The bumpiness in the snow was caused by Wusilanma bringing him along; it was warm and comfortable, and it was Wusilanma who brought him into this snow cave.    

    

"Chu Yan, you bastard! All you care about is half of what I said! " Wusilanma was truly angry this time as she slowly walked in front of Chu Yan. Her beautiful, jade-like feet stepped on Chu Yan's chest as she fiercely glared at him from above.    

    

Even in this world of ice and snow, she was barefoot. The skin of her feet was exquisite and sparkling, and her toes were plump, making her look like an intoxicating treasure.    

    

"Chu Yan! You heartless man! I won't let you off! " Wusilanma's chest was moving up and down from anger, she gritted her teeth with a 'ge ge ge' sound, suddenly, she extended her hand out and shouted: "Bite him!"    

    

In an instant, with a swoosh, the little red snake on the wrist of her right hand landed on Chu Yan's body and took a bite at his neck.    

    

In the next moment, Chu Yan felt a burning pain from his neck, which quickly spread throughout his entire body.    

    

This feeling was as if he was using a small knife to peel off his skin inch by inch and then roast it over the fire.    

    

This kind of pain was unprecedented. In a short moment, Chu Yan's entire body was drenched in sweat, but he didn't make a sound. In fact, his gaze didn't even waver as he quietly looked at Wusilanma.    

    

Wusilanma did not want to be outdone, so the two of them just laid there, one standing, staring at each other like fighting chickens.    

    

After a long while, Chu Yan suddenly laughed: "Thank you."    

    

This word suddenly appeared, but hit the softest spot in Wusilanma's heart.    

    

Her breathing suddenly stagnated, and her mind was shaken. Her eyes instantly turned red.    

    

At this time, he absolutely could not be weak!    

    

Wusilanma hurriedly turned her head, took a deep breath and blinked her eyes hard, trying to hold back the tears that were gushing out. She turned her face around and said coldly: "I do not need your gratitude.    

    

"Where are we now?" Chu Yan asked.    

    

"You all call this place Plain Silver Valley." Wusilanma subconsciously answered, but just as she finished speaking, she reacted and fiercely stepped on Chu Yan's leg, "It's me who's talking to you, you're not allowed to ask questions, or else I'll make them bite you!"    

    

When he heard that they were in the Plain Silver Valley and hadn't left, Chu Yan immediately felt half relieved.    

    

Regarding Wusilanma's threatening words, Chu Yan was completely unconcerned. He asked the second question, "How long have I been unconscious for?"    

    

"Two days." Wusilanma said coldly, "Ask another question —"    

    

"Why are you here?" Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Chu Yan asked her the third question.    

    

As Chu Yan shifted the question back to himself, the expression on Wusilanma's face immediately eased up by quite a bit. She crossed his arms and sneered, "For the past two years, I've been cultivating while searching for you. Since I've found you, I will naturally be here."    

    

"Cultivate?" Chu Yan focused his gaze, and sized Wusilanma up for a moment.    

    

Due to the angle, being swept by Chu Yan's gaze, Wusilanma suddenly felt a wave of unease, retracting her foot that was stepping on Chu Yan's chest, quietly closing his legs, and staring at him: "If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"    

    

With this threat, Chu Yan immediately filtered it out and nodded: "That's right, cultivators of Pulse Condensation Stage, I didn't expect you to also step onto the Immortal Path. If that's the case, then I can't move my body now, it's all yours, and the snake that bit me, was it also raised by you? I've never seen it before. "    

    

"Hmph, so if you want to treat me like you did before, you can forget about it unless I'm willing." Wusilanma raised her head proudly, looking extremely pleased with herself.