Shui Bing'er gently patted Shui Yue'er on the back. "It's okay, everything is over."
Shui Yue'er raised his head and noticed the little wolf cub in Zhou Qiubai's arms. His eyes were attracted by the huge Ice Howl Wolf dragged on the animal skin, and his eyes widened. "This, this is..."
"I picked it up on the road." Zhou Qiubai handed the wolf cub to her, with concern in his tone, "Be careful."
Shui Yue'er hurriedly took the wolf pup, felt it move back and forth in his arms, and actually purred comfortably.
Her eyes lit up instantly. She looked up at her sister, only to find that Shui Bing'er was staring at Zhou Qiubai. The emotion in her eyes seemed different from usual.
It was a delicate change. Shui Yue'er and Shui Bing'er grew up together and were very familiar with the meaning of every expression of Shui Bing'er.
Although she is not a legitimate daughter, she is very favored at home.
And because she is not the legitimate daughter, she can do things that Shui Bing'er dare not do.
At this moment, the look in my sister's eyes when she looked at Brother Zhou was mixed with three parts gratitude, three parts worry, and four parts tenderness that was almost overflowing.
It's true that she is a nympho, but that doesn't mean she doesn't understand feelings.
It's a pity...
As nobles, even if they are collateral descendants, their marriages do not belong to them from birth.
Shui Yue'er blinked and looked at Yang Guyun again.
Yang Guyun was squatting next to the male wolf to check the wound. He noticed her gaze, looked up at her, and then lowered his head.
Shui Yue'er suddenly felt enlightened, and a sly smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Sister, where are Uncle Wang and the others?" she asked suddenly.
Shui Bing'er's body stiffened slightly.
Silence spread like morning mist. After a while, Shui Bing'er said softly, "Uncle Wang... and the guards all died."
Shui Yue'er's smile disappeared instantly, and he held the hand holding the wolf cub tightly. "How could..."
"Marquis Mansion set up an ambush." Zhou Qiubai took over, "Senior Wang is trying to create opportunities for us."
Shui Yue'er bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes but unwilling to fall.
She sniffed and nodded vigorously. "I understand, then... what should we do next?"
"I'll help you get the third Soul Ring first." Zhou Qiubai pointed at the male wolf, "This guy won't last long, you have to hurry up."
The breath of the male wolf was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. Shui Yue'er walked up to it and looked at the gradually dimming wolf eyes, feeling suddenly sad.
She knelt down and reached out to gently stroke the fur of the wolf's neck.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, "Thank you."
The male wolf's eyes moved slightly, as if he understood her words, or maybe it was just his final physiological reaction.
An almost inaudible whimper came from its throat.
A touch of purple Soul Ring emerged from the corpse, and the light was flowing. The year was about two thousand five hundred years.
Shui Yue'er sat down cross-legged and began to absorb Soul Ring.
Shui Bing'er was protecting the law beside her, while Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun were patrolling the surroundings vigilantly.
The morning light gradually brightened, and the snowfield was dyed with a light golden color.
The wolf cub huddled up next to Shui Yue'er's legs and fell asleep peacefully.
The absorption process is very smooth.
Two hours later, Shui Yue'er opened her eyes, and the third Soul Ring slowly rotated around her.
She stood up and tried to activate Soul Power. Suddenly, a stream of icy air came out of her mouth, forming a small whirlwind in the air, mixed with fine ice crystals.
"The third Soul Skill, Extreme Cold Tornado." Shui Yue'er said excitedly, "This is a range control technique that can trap the enemy and continue to consume their Soul Power and body temperature."
"Not bad." Zhou Qiubai nodded in approval, "Now that you sisters have a third Soul Ring, it's time to consider leaving."
Shui Bing'er looked at him. "Young Master Zhou, next..."
"Go to Heaven Dou City." Zhou Qiubai said, "I originally planned to go, but I was delayed by these things."
"Then let's go together." Shui Bing'er blurted out. He was stunned for a moment and his cheeks turned slightly red. "What I mean is that Shui Clan still has some forces in Northern Territory that can escort you safely out of the Marquis Mansion's sphere of influence."
Zhou Qiubai looked at her reddish cheeks and couldn't help but smile, "Okay."
Shui Bing'er's heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.
Four people and one wolf cub were traveling eastward along the edge of Ice-Sealed Forest.
The Shui Clan sisters were very familiar with this area and led them skillfully around several Marquis Mansion levels.
As for the wolf cubs, they were released long before they left Frost Forest.
Occasionally encountering a small group of private soldiers on the road, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun cooperate more and more tacitly. One moves with a sword as fast as a dragon, and the other with a gun like a dragon. Often the enemy falls before they can react.
On the evening of the third day, they arrived at the foot of Ice Peak.
"Climb over this Ice Peak, which is the official road of the Heaven Dou Empire." Shui Bing'er pointed to the top of the mountain, "Marquis Mansion's power cannot reach there."
"Then let's rest here tonight." Zhou Qiubai looked around, "We will climb the mountain early tomorrow morning."
They camped in the lee.
Yang Guyun went hunting, Shui Yue'er went to collect firewood.
When the campfire was lit, it was already dark.
Zhou Qiubai sat by the fire, concentrating on cleaning the sword. White Clothes glowed with a warm luster in the firelight.
Shui Bing'er sat opposite him and watched quietly.
"Young Master Zhou." She suddenly said.
"Huh?"
"Thank you." Shui Bing'er's voice was serious and sincere, "Without you, Yue'er and I might have..."
"When the rivers and lakes meet, we just support each other." Zhou Qiubai sheathed his sword and said with a smile, "Besides, you paid the money, which is enough for me to spend a while."
Shui Bing'er also smiled, but the smile faded quickly.
She lowered her head to stir the fire and told her story.
Zhou Qiubai Listen quietly.
"You said that day, Jianghu Dao." Shui Bing'er raised his head, "I want to know, what is that?"
Zhou Qiubai thought for a while and said, "It's very simple. Do what you think is right and protect the people you want to protect. Don't ask about your origins, don't ask about gains and losses, just ask about your heart."
"Just asking about my heart..." Shui Bing'er repeated these four words, his eyes seemed to be in a trance, "But what if my heart conflicts with the family?"
"Then it depends on how you choose." Zhou Qiubai added a piece of firewood to the fire, "Whether it's the world or the family, they are all paths. It doesn't matter which one you choose. What's important is that you don't regret it if you choose it."
People are making choices the moment they are born, and once they make a choice, they must bear the consequences of that choice.
Shui Bing'er was silent, and the firelight danced on her face, reflecting her thoughtful expression.
At this time, Yang Guyun and Shui Yue'er came back.
Yang Guyun is carrying two Snow Rabbit, and Shui Yue'er is holding a bundle of dry firewood.
"What are you talking about?" Shui Yue'er asked with a smile.
"Nothing." Zhou Qiubai took Snow Rabbit and started processing.
Shui Yue'er rolled his eyes, moved closer to his sister, and whispered, "Sister, look at how nice Young Master Zhou is. He is... although not handsome, but he has great swordsmanship and can also cook. Such men are rare."