Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: 117. A Different Winter (4.4K Words - Subscription Requested)_2

A cold lump landed on his left cheek.

He turned his head and saw that Junior Sister Xiaoli was using magic to gather snow and then molding it into a snowball.

"This is..."

Song Yan watched as the snow slid off his cheek and murmured, "A snowball fight?"

He never thought that someone like him, who walked out of the Puppet Sect’s sea of blood and deception, would one day engage in a snowball fight, let alone have someone actively throw snowballs at him.

Song Yan slightly closed his eyes, and this year’s snow flashed through his mind.

Every year he watched the snow fall, with different people around him every year, but never once had he rushed into the snow for a snowball fight.

Smack!

Another snowball hit his right cheek.

He slightly came back to his senses.

Smack!

The snowball continued to hit his forehead.

Junior Sister Xiaoli laughed so hard her stomach hurt. She wrapped herself tightly in a silver sword robe, with a clean and pure face. Though she lacked the alluring charm of a mature woman, she exuded a natural innocence and lively youthfulness.

Her petite figure seemed like a blooming flower of light on the dark earth, softening the sharp outlines of the surrounding world, warming the bleak and desolate hidden in the cold wind and snow.

It seemed that regardless of the scene, as long as she was thrown in, the scene would become beautiful, lovely, soft, and gentle, like a white cloud, a ball of cotton wool...

Her eyes were very bright and lively, gleaming as they looked at Song Yan, and she laughed heartily, "Such a fool!"

Song Yan completely returned to his senses, raising his hand to gather and form a snowball, saying, "Just you wait!"

Junior Sister Xiaoli made a funny face, then put her hands on her hips and said, "Come on, come on, let’s see what you’re made of."

The way she called herself "godmother" and him "you rascal" made Song Yan’s vision go dark.

He immediately gripped the firmly molded snowball and threw it.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack, smack, smack!

The two of them played the game of snowball fighting outside the Alchemy Room, going back and forth and having a lot of fun.

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...

Not far away, on a high place.

Three figures in brocade robes were overlooking the scene. The three of them were well-concealed, as if they were seamlessly integrated into the landscape.

The old woman on the left was the first to laugh, then said, "Xuanwei, do you think... he resembles that Song Demon?"

The woman in the center shook her head slightly and said, "It’s just a sudden whimsical thought after hearing about Bai Xiuhu’s affairs and Uncle Kuye’s remarks as jokes.

Uncle Kuye thought he was a body-snatching expert, enough to prove his amazing talent, which made me involuntarily think of that Song Demon who also achieved it by snatching bodies.

Uncle Kuye said he was looking for a female cultivator proficient in Array Dao, which coincidentally aligns with the goals of Gu Huangzi and the Song Demon.

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