Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 757 - 265: Zong Qingkuang! Zong Qianqun!_2

Oh no, nobody can freeze to death outside Wanjian Manor.

However, he briefly assessed Yuchi's situation. Although Yuchi doesn't seem like a Cultivator and doesn't have any magical artifacts, his physical condition should be fine. The key point is that even if it starts snowing later, Wanjian Manor isn't far away, just a stick of incense walk, and he can take shelter from the wind and snow there.

The attitude of Wanjian Manor is very clear; all major powers have learned lessons, knowing not to offend anyone whose background is unknown, especially those appearing at inexplicable times. Investing kindness in such people is the most perfect type of investment; any showiness and high profile end up killing oneself.

Harmony is precious, not just words but reality.

"Learn! The Observatory should learn from Wanjian Manor. Both are major powers, why is there such a difference?"

And the male disciple was correct when Midnight approached, the sky started to snow. Initially, it was small snowflakes, like sesame seed-sized particles, white sesame scattering over the earth, tiny ice grains splashing on the river surface, stirring up ripples on the calm river.

The warm river water emitted Bai Rou's heat, indiscriminately swallowing these cold hard objects, showcasing a different kind of gentle charm.

But soon the small snowflakes turned into medium snow, now thumb-sized snowflakes, vigorously attacking the warm river surface, the river heat seemed unable to withstand it, temporarily being forced back.

Finally, when Midnight arrived, medium snow became heavy snow, true "goose feather" snow, like plucked goose feathers falling from the sky, completely suppressing the originally gentle river surface, which melts the ice and snow, fading gentleness until it turns into ice.

"No matter how warm, it can't withstand repeated coldness."

Master, I've understood.

"When that Pavilion Master appears, I want to strangle her. Doesn't she know there's heavy snow today? Didn't she check the weather forecast?"

Yuchi stood on the bridge like an old man covered in snow, rolling his eyes, breathing the icy air intermittently.

Then, behind him came the rustling sound, which was more hurried than snow. When Yuchi turned his head, he saw the beauty blooming in the snow.

Fog grass!

What a beautiful lady! This is the feeling of love!

In a loose and casual long dress, the dress is pomegranate red, like a wedding gown, gracefully draping over the snow. Her height is similar to Feiling's, long legs hidden under the dress. Her hands gently rested on her abdomen, with an elegant posture, confident Feng Yi beauty, hiding seven parts of her face beneath a white veil.

Her deep brown eyes seemed to speak, "My hair is waist-length; will you marry me?"

Yuchi: "Won't the long dress tail dirty on the ground?"

Pavilion Master: "..."

The atmosphere was instantly ruined, glass heart shattered; then that elegant gentle voice says, "I don't usually go out, the long dress is only used inside the pavilion."

Yuchi: "Isn't it troublesome to wash?"

The Pavilion Master stepped back, with a slightly surprised orchid finger, "Not troublesome, the Maid helps wash it, and the pavilion is very clean; I am a Cultivator, what dirt!"

Stubborn... Yuchi nodded, smiling and bowing simply, "I am Yuchi, first time meeting, should we choose a place to avoid the snow?"

"No problem, here is fine."

The Pavilion Master delicately pinched her orchid fingers, immediately elevating a protective barrier around, resembling a glass cover, instantly blocking snowflakes outside. White snow dotted her hair bun like naughty children joining a flock of geese, adorning with down-like cuteness.

Yuchi nodded, "Indeed strong, a woman I can't defeat!"

Thinking of this, Yuchi felt a bit pathetic. Am I born to rely on women for support? Before it was Yuluo helping me, then Yinghan, and now the Pavilion Master? Were it not for little Qinghan and the others, I seriously suspect I'm climbing gradually on women's hands.

But even so, not everyone can do this. At least the other party, as the Wutao Pavilion Master, her appearance matched Yuluo's level for the first time, belonging to a completely different type compared to Yuluo but equally appropriate, a humble yet invincible presence.

Impressive.

"So what brings you to me?" Wutao Pavilion Master directly asked, her voice pleasant, echoing within this small barrier, although she hasn't revealed her name.

Name is not important; she wouldn't completely trust me from the beginning, that's impossible. So since you asked, I'll answer directly.