C565 Barbarian Clan's Counterattack

A blanket of white snow covered the earth, and the crisp, cold air was invigorating. Yuh Qingcheng leaned her head on Yang Xuan's shoulder, her face radiating contentment.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan sensed someone's gaze from the forest behind them.

"Who's there?"

He stood up quickly, turning to look back. A wooden sword materialized in his hand, its flames melting much of the surrounding snow