The little girl in the painting spoke woodenly, and then suddenly remembered that Yang Kun and the others were still here, so she hurriedly shouted loudly: "Go away! They are here to catch you! Go away!"
"I know, don't be afraid."
After hearing the voice, Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming saw a young man with a holy white body, as if spotless, slowly walking out from behind the scroll.
The long snow-white hair swayed on his tall back as he walked, and was occasionally scattered by the snow-white wings behind him. The boy's delicate facial features were full of coldness, which combined with his cold temperament made people feel that he was noble and elegant, as if he was the noblest saint in the royal palace in the Middle Ages, the embodiment of holiness.
The young man's delicate eyes and brows glanced at the stunned Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming, and then his expressionless face suddenly smiled after seeing the nervous and aggrieved expression of the little girl in the painting, and it seemed as if the ice and snow melted in an instant.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I won't leave you."
"Axue!"
The little girl in the painting got angry when she saw the boy's indifferent look. Then she looked at Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming who were staring at the boy, and floated in front of the boy to block him.
"You are not allowed to bully Axue! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"
Yang Kun looked at the handsome young man behind the portrait in surprise, then pointed at him and asked, "Is this the stupid and ugly snow elf you mentioned?"
"Of course!"
As the little girl in the painting gave an affirmative answer, Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming all saw the indifferent boy behind the portrait, with a trace of helplessness on his face.
"Axue, you'd better leave quickly! If they come at me forcefully, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for long."
The little girl in the painting hurriedly asked the boy behind him to leave, but the boy just looked at Yang Kun and the other two coldly without saying a word.
"This must be the Snow Elf. You might as well just say that we are here for your inner elixir. Otherwise, you can hand it over yourself so that we don't have to fight and hurt the relationship."
Yang Kun himself felt that what he said was no different from that of a robber, and was particularly shameless. However, in order to save Li Yue, Yang Kun and his friends had no other choice.
"You want my inner elixir to save a man named Li Yue in the town under the snow mountain, right?"
The young man spoke indifferently, looking at Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming with eyes as if he wanted to see through all the secrets of them, making Yang Kun, Qian Xinxin and Qi Ming lower their heads at the same time.
"How do you know?"
"I heard it when I came here just now. Every bit of ice and snow here is my ears and my eyes. Even if I didn't come here to see and hear, the ice and snow here can tell me everything."
The young man's tall and straight figure walked out from behind the portrait, making Yang Kun and the others feel as if they saw a prince looking at them, making them feel a little uncomfortable but also somewhat submissive.
This feeling appeared once when I met the Snowfield Ice Sculpture King in the formation last time. I haven't encountered it again since then. I didn't expect to feel the pressure from a snow elf here now. It's really strange!
"I admire you for taking the risk of coming to the snowy mountains for the friends you just met."