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Yuan Feiyu put on everything he could and used the mole's belt to tie up his wrists, neck, legs and ankles. He also used the mole scarf to wrap around his head and face a few times, exposing only his eyes. He then took a moderately sized stick and tied the animal skin and fat on the top most part of the stick into a torch. Then, he stuffed a few mole skin bags into the backpack and pointed at the Wood Spirit water, then pointed at the mole skin bag and waved goodbye to Lucky Bird Beauty. Lucky Bird Beauty understood what she meant and crouched down, allowing Yuan Feiyu to climb onto her back.

Yuan Feiyu spread his legs and sat on Lucky Bird Beauty's shoulder. He held a torch in one hand and had nowhere to exert his strength on, so he could only pull Lucky Bird Beauty's long hair that was tied up with moleskin.

Lucky Bird Beauty lightly flapped his wings and flew up.

It's so cold outside, so cold, so cold, so cold...

Yuan Feiyu suddenly understood a poem.

His sword is cold

His eyes were cold,

His lips were cold,

His heart was cold,

Conclusion... The baby was freezing.

In less than ten seconds, she felt as if she had been frozen. Being blown away by the cold wind, this place was not as safe as he had imagined. She was sitting on the Lucky Bird Beauty's bird, which seemed to be the most attracting position, her fingers immediately became stiff, unable to hold on tightly. She lowered her body, stooped like an old man, and did not have the air of a jolly, handsome bird.

The torch was very warm, but... However, the direction of the wind was very difficult to control. When the wind blew, the fire extended into a trembling line and sparks continuously splashed onto Yuan Feiyu's body and the Lucky Bird Beauty's feathers.

Yuan Feiyu had no choice but to let go of the torch and let it fall. The torch spun a few rounds in the air and pierced into a pile of snow, leaving only its head, as if it was still burning.

With the red light shining, Yuan Feiyu could vaguely see that the forest no longer existed, there was only the continuous snow. The spot closest to the fire was red, then white, and finally pitch black.

According to the speed at which the Lucky Bird Beauty was fetching the water, Yuan Feiyu could surmise that the distance between the location of the Wood Spirit and the cave would not exceed twelve minutes. This was because every time Lucky Bird Beauty collected water, he would return within half an hour.

However, it seemed as if a century had passed and the Lucky Bird Beauty still hadn't reached her destination. She looked at her watch, trembling. It had only been eight minutes.

Heavens, would he freeze to death here today!?

She lowered her body. The wind was so strong that it made it difficult for her to breathe. Even her eyes felt cold. Her hands were stiff and she could not hold on to her hair. The wind blew her body backwards and her thighs were strong enough to hold on to Lucky Bird Beauty's shoulders. The wind poured in from under her robes. She only had a pair of jeans on her lower body, but when she propped it up, she felt the cold climbing from her feet all the way to her calves and thighs … He felt cold all over. Even his lower abdomen had turned icy cold.

She pressed hard on her clothes, her fingers as if they were useless, completely out of control, and could only rely on the strength of her entire arm. As the wind continued to blow past his body, the Lucky Bird Beauty's flying speed did not slow down at all. Yuan Feiyu was so scared that he kept cursing, but he couldn't do anything about it. She was so cold that she couldn't speak.

Her little life would probably be on the road before she got there.

No wonder so many things had to be moved. Extreme Night like this was really not suitable for survival.