Hearing the two strongest branch chiefs shirk their responsibilities, Xiao Wei was so furious that his temples throbbed nonstop.
Suddenly, a chill shot up from his back. Xiao Wei quickly focused and looked out through the panoramic window, only to see that at some point, the surrounding space had grown dim.
Then a cold wind blew between the buildings, and the howling gale carried snowflakes as large as goose feathers.
In an instant, wind and snow filled the sky.
If the locals of Guangfu saw this, they would surely be shocked speechless.
After all, when had it ever snowed in this region?
At the same time, Xiao Wei saw what seemed to be an ancient pavilion faintly emerging amid the wind and snow. There appeared to be two characters on it.
Although he could not make out those two characters, Xiao Wei knew this was Han Xu's secret technique.
Stripping Clothes Pavilion!
Han Xu was clearly using this secret technique to go for the kill!
Xiao Wei's heart jolted, and he glanced at the other mecha beside him.
Suddenly, he made up his mind. He stopped entangling himself with Purple Frost, chose an unoccupied direction, and turned the mecha Qing He around to flee.
But at that moment, the long sword in Purple Frost's hand, constantly exuding Cold Qi, suddenly swept across.
It swept out a winding black river of ice!
Along the path where this ice river "flowed," whether buildings, streets, vehicles, or mecha—
Everything was frozen solid.
Even Xiao Wei's Qing He had its left leg and back frozen.
The branch chief inside the mecha felt it as if firsthand. His left leg felt cold and numb, while his back seemed to have lost all sensation.
At that moment, the ice river trembled slightly. The next second, it