Snow-capped peaks, fluttering snowflakes.

A team of darts and horses shuttled through the snow, and there were dozens of carriages. The curtain of one of the carriages was lifted, Qingluan was wearing a thick cloak, looking at the snowflakes still flying outside, and sighed, "Oh my God, it's really snowing all the time?!" ”

Since arriving in Dolphin City, several people went straight to the Haitian Dart Bureau to explain their intentions.

I want to go to Syracuse.

Knowing that it was Qingluan who saved his daughter, the big boss in the Haitian Dart Game almost just thought about it and agreed. Qingluan was still a little surprised, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Later, I learned that the Haitian Dart Bureau often took some people to Syracuse, and as long as there was no dispute, the people in Syracuse would turn a blind eye.

This trip took half a month before he came to the entrance of Syracuse.

"Well, it's been snowing all year round in Syracuse, and it hasn't stopped." The person who spoke had a beautiful face and a mature charm like a woman. Dressed in a plush cloak, it completely envelops a body that is not visible.

He Mengyao of Haitian Dart Bureau.

is He Yaoyao's sister, and this time she also thanked Qingluan and a few people instead of He Yaoyao.

"It's amazing.." Qingluan responded, looking around.

The streets are lined with trees with silvery roots and leaves stained with snow, turning them into veritable snow trees.

The bead curtain was lifted, and a maid entered the carriage with two bowls of hot soup, "Miss, girl, drink some soup to warm up." "Okay, let it go." He Mengyao nodded lightly and looked at Qingluan on the side, "Drink some hot soup." ”

"Well, it's not in the way."

Seeing Qingluan casually pick up a bowl of hot soup, the maid bowed down and retreated.

"But it's a really interesting place." Qingluan drank the hot soup and felt the warm heat in his body, which was very comfortable. Because their physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people, whether it is summer or winter, if they don't deliberately experience it, their perception is very weak.

But the snow in this Snow City.

As soon as he stepped in, Qingluan and a few people sneezed, and their clothes were thin and trembling.

However, what made Qingluan the most depressed was not this, but that she just felt cold, and the blue cloak of white velvet that she didn't know where to bring was draped on her body. But! Without waiting for Qingluan to speak, Feng Yicen Na Bao was not to be outdone, and put on a light purple cloak for her.

.... Then, I heard Feng Yicen say, "Senior sister is weak, let's wear senior brother's cloak." ”

"Don't bother."

Wei Shengliang whispered, leaning down to help Qingluan take off Feng Yicen's cloak.

The feather fan tapped his finger and stopped his movements, Feng Yicen smiled, "Wait, senior sister, it's better for me to take care of it, it should be that we don't bother with the young master." ”

The smell of gunpowder is full.

A few people were watching the play on the side, Qingluan was a little speechless, why did the grievances between these two people involve her?

"Don't bother, can you have a good time?!" Qingluan rolled his eyes, threw the cloaks of the two of them back directly, and reached out to snatch the cloak that Ye Buyan had prepared for the paper kite.

"Hey, I'm talking about you!" Ye Buyan was not happy, there were already two people over there who had prepared it for her, she didn't want to forget it, what does it mean to snatch the cloak of love he prepared for the paper kite, "Give me back the cloak quickly, that's my cloak of love for the paper kite!" ”

“....”

The paper kite didn't speak, grabbed it casually, and a white robe appeared out of thin air and enveloped her.

Qingluan was shocked by Ye Buyan's words, and got goosebumps: "You are also amazing..."

The paper kite is Su Jiuyue's guardian, does he dare to rob it?!

This head Ye was helpless, Qingluan complained, and he didn't notice the strange eyes of the white pigeon behind him, and the two people on the other side who were full of gunpowder and were tense.

The vehicle moves, leaving a trail in the snow.

"There's a post station ahead." He Mengyao lifted the curtain of the car, looked not far in front of him and explained to Qingluan in a low voice, "Rest and prepare for one night, and you can officially enter Snow City tomorrow." "Oh oh good." Qingluan nodded very obediently.