It’s as if "having wandered through the mountains and rivers, experiencing the passage of time and change, only to return as her original self."
This is the unrestrained her, the original her.
She left a tear in the depths of Song Yan’s heart.
Song Yan encouraged her, allowing her to return to the girl who loves to laugh and make faces.
Her timidity, her lowliness, her stubborn rigidity have all disappeared because she realized she has someone to protect her, and she is well protected.
At this moment, she stood with her hands on her hips, full of vitality, looking defiantly at Song Yan, then made a face and laughed, "Do you like granny’s snowball?"
A dreamy feeling emerged from the depths of Song Yan’s heart.
And just at this moment.
An Li made another snowball, "smack" it hit Song Yan’s forehead, then she laughed heartily.
Song Yan put down his skin making, rose abruptly, lifted his five fingers, the world around him was lifted, snow floated in the air, and he precisely controlled it, turning it into tens of thousands of snowballs, covering the sky and forming layer upon layer above the courtyard.
The "Chenggen Mountain Technique" is a magic that even the most extraordinary talent would take decades to comprehend, yet what Song Yan used at this moment was the final evolution of the "Chenggen Mountain Technique," the "Five Elements Movement."
This move, connects the surrounding heaven and earth’s five elements.
However, it was the first time he used this frightening secret technique to make snowballs.
An Li looked at the tens of thousands of snowballs, fell into a brief daze, then suddenly rushed towards Song Yan.
Song Yan’s five fingers loosened. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
In mid-air, the tens of thousands of snowballs began to fall.
And just as they were about to hit An Li, this delicate female cultivator had already traversed the layers of obstacles to reach Song Yan.
Just when Song Yan thought she would dodge under the eaves, An Li suddenly and extremely quickly raised her hand, grabbed him, and then... pulled him to leap together into the falling snowballs from the sky.
Pat.
Pat.
Pat pat pat.
Endless snowballs repeatedly struck the two.
In mid-air, their leaping figures seemed to stop, and the world pressed the slow-motion button.
They looked at each other earnestly, and then embraced tightly.
When they landed, they were buried by the numerous snowballs.
...
That evening...
The candle flame was blown out.
The two finally deeply merged into each other.
At dawn, little An Li cuddled happily in Song Yan’s arms, softly said, "In a few days, I’ll break through the Purple Mansion. Ningxin arranged a Profound Heart for me to directly consolidate the early stage."
"At Gusha Mountain?"

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