Well?

Ah Zhao looked up suspiciously.

It turns out that there are people here.

On a branch sat a man in Tsing Yi.

She had wide sleeves fluttering, her long hair untied, leaning against the trunk of a tree, and a pair of long legs dangling in the air uncomfortably.

There is also a jug of wine around his waist.

She was looking down at Ah Zhao.

In this way, Ah Zhao can see her face completely.

She didn't apply powder, her skin was almost transparent, but her pupils were extremely dark.

Even if he stares at people so plainly and even with a smile, his gaze is like a sharp sword, as if he wants to split all obstacles and look straight into the bottom of people's hearts.

Ah Zhao gasped.

Of course, this is not because the other party's momentum is too strong.

It's because that face is extremely good-looking.

There are thousands of beauties in the world, but she is different from thousands of them.

The facial features are clear and plain to the extreme, but a red mark is engraved on the center of the eyebrows, and a drop of cinnabar is soaked in the quiet and elegant ink, which makes people never forget it.

When you look at her, you can think of the bleak and cold wind of autumn, and you can think of the cliffs that no one has reached.

That's slaughter.

That's where the sword goes.

Ah Zhao knew who she was.

"Your Excellency is the Frost Sword Master?"

The man in Tsing Yi sneered and jumped down from the tree.

"What sword master? I see that you are very pleasing to the eye, just call me frosty. ”

Ah Zhao bent his eyes: "Okay, frost." I'm Kutsuki Zhao, you can call me Ah Zhao. ”

Frost sat down on the ground, and said with a smile: "I know you, the goddess of Jiuzhi. ”

Ah Zhao blinked.

"I also know your Daoist Star Realm Lord."

Ah Zhao didn't think it was strange.

Although the Chaos Realm is large, there are not many ancient gods left.

Even if we don't know each other, we've always heard the name.

But Frost Cold then came a sentence:

"After all, in the Chaos Realm, there are really not many Dao couples who look so good."

Zhao: "......"

She suddenly felt that she might have found a soulmate.

……

So when Chongli came back with marshmallows, he saw two women chatting happily.

Regarding the instinctive reaction of the strong person, Chongli immediately had all his divine power circulating.

However, the woman in green clothes on the ground just glanced at him lightly and did not react.

Ah Zhao was very happy to see the Taoist couple and his son.

"Chongli, Marshmallow, you're back. Introducing, this is Frost. ”

She introduced her Taoist companion and child to Frost and Han.

This was the first time Zhao had seen Frost Cold.

It is also the only time in 10,000 years.

She waited with her for the Kira Immortal Tree to bloom.

The other party is a free and easy character, after reading it, he invited Ah Zhao to drink a glass of wine, made this friend, and got up to say goodbye.

Seven hundred years later, Ah Zhao got the news that the Frost and Cold Sword Lord was suppressed by the successor Heavenly Dao for causing chaos in the Ten Thousand Realms because of the killing of the Heavenly Dao.

Also known as the cemetery of the gods, it is said that no god ever came out of it.

But Ah Zhao always remembered a small sword he received in the Star Realm.

"If something disappears for a while, meet again, don't worry or think about it."

The time was not long before Frost Cold was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao in the Abyss of the Gods.

She seemed to have expected such a day.

Listening to her tone, she didn't worry much about herself.

Ah Zhao was relieved.

She firmly believes that she and this friend who has only met once but has similar interests will eventually meet again.

——

There is no doubt that Frost Cold is the heroine of one of my future books.

Next up was my marshmallow show.