Hundred Generations Book, Moon Frost Peak.
After the avalanche caused by the great battle, in this desert of pure white, a young woman waded through knee-deep snow, ceaselessly searching for any sign of Xiao Mo.
Although the Thunder Tribulation had dispersed, the Spiritual Power for a hundred li around was in chaos, thick with Blood Evil Qi.
Wangxin couldn't detect any trace of Xiao Mo at all and could only keep digging through the deep, white snow.
"MEE-GOO... MEE-GOO..."
Little Chaos was also crying out nonstop as if calling Xiao Mo's name. Its chubby body burrowed and burrowed through the snow, trying to find its master.
"MEE-GOO!"
A full hour later, Little Chaos shouted excitedly at Wangxin. It flew to her side, tugged at the corner of her robes with its mouth, and flapped its small wings furiously, as if trying to pull her somewhere.
"Did you find Xiao Mo?" Wangxin's eyes lit up with joy, and she quickly followed Little Chaos to the base of a tree.
