The instant that blue meteorite containing the aura of frost struck the ground.
A blue ring of light spread outward, instantly freezing everything within dozens of miles.
Even though Fang Meiyun used a divine ability in an attempt to block it, her legs were still frozen, and the true essence within her body began to flow sluggishly.
Seeing Fang Meiyun subdued by a single move of his.
Xiao Xiaole looked at her with a complicated expression.
There was barely one zhang between them.
Yet he had never felt such a distance between them.
And back when he had killed her, when life and death had torn them apart, that greatest possible distance had instead been when he felt closest to Meiyun.
"A Le."
Fang Meiyun looked at Xiao Xiaole with a lovestruck smile and called out tenderly, "A Le, have you been well lately?"
"If I were well, would I need to come looking for you? Meiyun, how wonderful it would have been if you had remained alive in my heart. The you now... truly feels like a stranger."
As Xiao Xiaole spoke, an icy longsword had already condensed in his hand.
This sword was Xiao Xiaole's life-bound artifact, named Frost's Unhappiness by one of his old friends.
And every time he drew this sword, it meant Xiao Xiaole was about to fight someone to the death.
"A stranger? I have put on some weight, but the beauty of female cultivators cannot be defined. Are you saying you no longer love me just because I got fat?"
As though she had not seen the sword in Xiao Xiaole's hand, Fang Meiyun cupped her chest and said.
"Hey, didn't you say when you were young that you liked them big like this? Want to touch them?"
"Disgusting. You're no longer human.