Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 185 Snow

The boat ride was too long, and Cheng Yan's legs were weak when he got off the boat. He walked to a quiet and remote place, and called out Zhuo Feng.

"Zhuofeng, it's your turn to exert your strength. I believe you can withstand the severe cold."

The golden sword rose from the ground. Cheng Yan stepped on it, standing straight. He looked very handsome and elegant from a distance.

Zhuo Feng cut through the air and took Cheng Yan all the way to the distant winter following the guidance of the system.

Cheng Yan was at a high place and could see the ever-changing scenery below from afar, passing the emerald green jungles and golden deserts of Xumi and feeling the scent of Fontainebleau's water.

In just a few moments, it passed through several countries.

Cheng Yan's hair was disheveled by the wind and he could no longer maintain the appearance of a handsome young man. Feeling the wind blowing in his face getting colder and colder, Cheng Yan sniffed.

"Zhuofeng, if you're feeling cold, we can land and rest for a while."

The golden sword flew without any ups and downs, carrying Cheng Yan forward without stopping for a moment.

It was getting colder as they walked, and Cheng Yan could already feel the snowflakes mixed in the wind.

"Ah, achilles!"

After sneezing loudly, Cheng Yan took out a thick coat from the bracelet on his wrist and wrapped it around himself.

"It's so cold, system, how long will it take us to get there?"

The system did not reply, but the Zhuofeng under his feet had already stopped in place.

Cheng Yan was just confused for a moment when he heard the system speak.

【Host, we have arrived】

As the system finished speaking, Zhuofeng suddenly turned and rushed straight down.

Cheng Yan nearly fell down, "Zhuo Feng! Fly slower! Steadier!"

With the help of gravity alone, Cheng Yan felt like he was in free fall.

“Waaaaaah—Zhuofeng! I’m going to sue you for murdering my dear master to the Emperor!”

Although he could see the ground clearly, the feeling of weightlessness still did not disappear. Cheng Yan closed his eyes tightly, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

My legs were so weak that I couldn't use any strength, and there wasn't even any place in the air to gain leverage.

Zhuo Feng had enough fun and flew to Cheng Yan's feet to catch him.

However, Cheng Yan still kept his eyes tightly closed, already imagining the scene of himself being smashed into a pulp.

"Boom."

A muffled sound came from under his feet. Cheng Yan barely opened his eyelids and looked down. Zhuo Feng had already landed steadily on the ground.

Cheng Yan moved down from the chopping peak with weak legs, held on to a tree and fumbled to sit on a big rock, only then did he feel alive again.

The golden sword seemed to sense that something was wrong with its owner, so it slowly moved over and poked Cheng Yan's calf with the smooth handle.

Cheng Yan suddenly grabbed the top of the knife and shook it vigorously while holding the handle.

"You scared me to death! Wait! When I find a place to rest, I'll use you to cut vegetables! Let the oil shine overshadow the light of your knife, and see if you dare to mess with me next time!"

Zhuofeng was threatened and leaped into the air. Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and tried to grab it. They fought for a while with a knife, and it ended with Cheng Yan throwing Zhuofeng into the bracelet.

Cheng Yan put his hands on his hips, and only after he finished chopping the peak did he have the mind to look at the scenery in front of him.

It seemed that we had arrived at a somewhat remote place. The ground was covered with large rocks covered with snow, and the tall trees on the roadside were also covered with snow. All we could see was bright white.

Feeling the real snow, the psychological effect plus the actual drop in temperature made Cheng Yan shrink his body and put on another piece of clothing. There was no one around, so it was convenient for Cheng Yan to tidy himself up.

After tying the belt that was always needed, Cheng Yan lowered his head to look at himself and nodded with satisfaction.

You need to be warm but you cannot lose your demeanor. You come here to find Zanzan, and judging from your appearance, you must be worthy of the handsome Zanzan.

The snow made the surroundings bright. Cheng Yan couldn't see the sun and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

Standing there and looking into the distance, you can vaguely see a building there emitting a faint light.

Cheng Yan clapped his hands and decided to go there to find out some information about Zhidong first. He couldn't go to find Zazan in the dark.

The feeling of stepping on the snow is very novel, and the crunching sound makes people feel relaxed.

Cheng Yan had seen so much snow in his memory, but that was not in Teyvat, but in his previous life when he was still a child.

At that time, I was just a beggar who made a living by stealing. I didn’t know if I would have a tomorrow even if I lived to this day. Facing the heavy snow, I would not have the leisure time like I do now to listen to the sound of stepping on the snow.

A snowfall at that time was enough to take the lives of all the children around him.

His thoughts drifted back to the past. Cheng Yan stopped and raised his hand to slap his face hard.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Ah Zhen and the others have grown up and can take care of themselves. Now, all I have to do is find Zanzan. That's the most important thing."

Cheng Yan prepared himself mentally. He had had a hard life in his previous life, and he must do what he wanted to do in this life.

He clenched his fist to encourage himself, "I've decided, when I see Zanzan, no matter how he reacts, I'm going to kiss him first!"