On a snow-capped mountain covered with crystal white snow and a cold wind, a woman is climbing up the mountain with a happy face, her small and beautiful face is full of joyful smiles, her black hair hangs down with her hand, and her little hands are red from the cold, but she still persistently grasps the steep stone wall and keeps going up.

"Great! My young lady's face is finally saved!" Frost'er opened her eyes wide, looking at a water spirit flower hanging from the cliff of the snowy mountain, and showed a smile of relief.

The young branches of the flowers are jumping with cold air, the young leaves drawn from the stems seem to be weak and the wind is lovely, and the snow-white fruits are surrounded by crystal petals, exuding a faint fragrance, which makes people salivate.

"Miss, you wait, Xiaoshuang will definitely make your face recover!" Frost Er stretched out her red little hand, folded off the water spirit flower, and when she was excited, she ignored that she was still on the cliff, and the stone under her feet loosened slightly, and rolled down, and Frost, who had lost her center of gravity, fell into the clouds......

"Ahh

At this time, a white dress flew in, like a fairy descending from the sky, unstained with the dust of the world, the black hair was like green silk being lifted by the wind, the beautiful face was covered by a veil, a hideous scar extended from the forehead to the chin, destroying the whole beauty, the slender hands caught the falling frost, and the face carried some weak and morbid beauty.

"Little, Miss......" Shuang'er looked at the woman holding her, her eyes were filled with relief and worry, and tears were still hanging on her eyelashes, as beautiful as crystal crystals.

"Frost, didn't I say it many times? Feng Qinxue sighed, her voice was as crisp as the yellow oriole out of the valley, echoing in the whistling of the wind and snow, warming the heart of the frost.

"Miss, didn't Master Ling say that the water spirit flower can heal the young lady's face!" Shuang'er barely pulled a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, the fear in her eyes had not been concealed, and the red little hand trembled and took out the intact water spirit flower, the flower was so beautiful, soft and weak in the wind.

"Shuang'er, don't listen to Master's words! My face is not as important as you!" Feng Qinxue slowly fell with Shuang'er in her arms, and a faint purple light emanated from her side, like neon, but low-key and gorgeous.

If the people of the Three Realms saw it, they would definitely shout, Genius! Only sixteen years old is actually the cultivation of scattered immortals!

"Miss, Master Ling is right! Miss is going to marry after all, how can this face spoil Miss's happiness?!"

"That's it, Frost, I'll take you back first. Feng Qinxue's eyes sank coldly, and after thinking about the person at home, she couldn't help but slide down three black lines above her head.

"Hmm!" a monotonous nasal voice, a soft voice gently picked up the softest piece of Feng Qinxue's heart.

The Feng family is the ninth of the top ten families in the Three Realms, and the highest qualification of the disciples in the house is the Yuan Baby, and the primary level of entering the immortal is far less than the Helan family, which is ranked tenth, why is it ranked ninth? Just because the founder of the Feng family is an immortal Venerable, it is said that when this immortal ascended to immortal, he also left a handkerchief very strangely, which read:

"Ben Xianzun goes to the sky for a trip, don't read it in the Feng family! Also, that Helan kid is not allowed to climb on the head of Ben Xianzun!"

At that time, the founder of the Helan family was also here, and when he saw this letter, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned around silently, "From now on, I will wait for the Helan family to definitely be behind the Feng family......"