To be honest.
Liu Yuan was now very familiar with this kind of situation. Jumping between cold and not cold was the most familiar thing he had done since he transmigrated.
In any case, what was going to be lost would be lost. He could hide from it for a while, but he could not hide from it forever.
After hiding from this one, there were still 200 more.
Thinking about it this way, the current situation was not that bad.
Liu Yuan, who had failed to escape, felt a little comforted.
Buzzzzzz!
With her black hair flowing like a waterfall and her green dress flowing like a lotus, the fairy-like woman gently landed on the sword. Her movements were elegant and she swung her wide sleeves without losing any of her grace.
"Junxuan, long time no see."