Each Ice Snake was tiny, snow-white all over, and flew about in the wind and snow as if it had grown wings.
With a single swing of their swords, Wuyou and the others could cut one down.
The fallen Ice Snake would continue to wriggle. Blood immediately gushed from the wound, staining the white snow like scattered red plum blossoms.
The overpowering stench of blood immediately assailed their nostrils.
"RETCH..."
Gu Qingli couldn't help but vomit violently.
"Miss, why don't you go into the Space and rest for a while?" Wuxin also found the bloody smell unbearable.
Gu Qingli nodded and entered the Space alone.
With Gu Qingli gone, Wuxin also joined the battle.
Inside the Space, Gu Qingli quickly drank a few mouthfuls of Spiritual spring water, and the churning in her stomach finally subsided.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Wuqing asked, emerging with her cane.
"It's nothing, just morning sickness. How are you feeling today?" Gu Qingli waved her hand and moved to support Wuqing.
