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Chapter 224 Arrival in Snow City

"Snow City~"

Lin Xiaolin murmured to herself, recalling Xue Qianqian's words.

But even if I went to Snow City now, it wouldn't make any difference.

He sighed and didn't think much of it.

The two were exhausted from traveling for more than a month. Just then, Yan Fan's phone rang again.

Without a doubt, it was another call from Qin Lele.

When Qin Lele returned from the countryside, she found that Yan Fan had abandoned her and gone out to play. She called him and immediately started complaining.

However, since Yan Fan said that Lin Xiaolin had something important to do, Qin Lele didn't make a big deal out of it. She just called Yan Fan twice a day.

He even secretly messaged Lin Xiaolin, asking him to keep an eye on Yan Fan, which left Lin Xiaolin both amused and exasperated.

The plane slowly took off, heading towards Snow City.

Azure Flame Blade Demon was already training, and Little Blue was meditating. Only Little Treasure and his underlings were wandering around the cabin aimlessly.

Jirachi also perched on Xiaobao's head and played with them.

These three little dragons are lazy whenever they can. After completing their daily training tasks, they never train for more than a short while and finish right on time.

However, as long as the daily training tasks are completed, Lin Xiaolin doesn't ask for more.

The last section of the cabin is a skills training room, where Xiao Bao and his friends train every day. Xiao Lan and Cang Yan Ren Gui, two elves, supervise them to make sure they don't slack off.

Kirachi was also cheering them on from the sidelines.

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Snow City is a city on the edge of Dragon Kingdom, near the border between Dragon Kingdom and Snow Kingdom.

After flying for several hours, we finally arrived in Syracuse at four o'clock in the afternoon.

After the plane landed, a cover suddenly rose up and covered the entire plane. Snow City often experiences blizzards at night, so something to cover the snow is necessary.

As soon as the plane came to a stop, two bodyguards handed Lin Xiaolin and his companion two pure black down jackets, snow boots, and a set of cotton hats.

After changing clothes in the cabin, Lin Xiaolin felt like she was wrapped up like a dumpling.

The moment the hatch opened, a bone-chilling cold blasted out, and Jirachi immediately burrowed into Lin Xiaolin's down jacket, sticking out its little head.

Even inside the plane, Lin Xiaolin felt a bit cold.

As I stepped off the plane, I couldn't help but tighten my down jacket. Once I walked out of the airport, I could see snowflakes falling from the sky, covering the entire earth in a white blanket.

The snow on the ground must have just been cleared; it wasn't very thick, only about four or five centimeters.

There were quite a few pedestrians on the road, and most of them had a peculiar feature: their hair was pure white.

I don't know if it's because they've lived here for a long time and have developed some resistance, but most of these people aren't bundled up as thickly as Lin Xiaolin and the other person. They're basically wearing down jackets and scarves, and they're not even that thick.

There are no taxis in Snow City, only sleds pulled by whales. Lin Xiaolin waved and stopped one.

A white-haired man pulled a sled that stopped in front of the two of them, and they sat down on the sled.

"Where?"

"Association Center".

"Row."

Walking Whale slowly moved forward, pulling the sled. It didn't need the uncle to direct it; Walking Whale could find its own way. The uncle turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Are you from out of town, here for tourism?"

"Ah."

"Smoke?"

The middle-aged man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked the two of them.

"Thank you, we don't smoke."

Lin Xiaolin shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and shrank back. It was too cold. Jirachi also shrank back into his clothes.

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

Although he looked like an older man, Lin Xiaolin knew that he was just old-looking; it was a fact that people in Snow City didn't live past thirty.

The uncle and the two chatted casually in the car when Lin Xiaolin's phone rang. He took it out and saw that someone had sent him a message.

Because the phone uses facial recognition, Lin Xiaolin pulled down the scarf around her neck to unlock the phone.

I glanced at the message; it was from Lin's mother, asking where they were lately, whether they were eating well, and if they were sick.

Lin Xiaolin remained silent, patiently replying to her mother's messages.

At this moment, the uncle frowned as he looked at Lin Xiaolin, feeling that the more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed, but he couldn't remember who she was.

Walking Whale was fast, and soon delivered the two to the association's entrance.

After paying, the two got out of the car. The uncle took out a handful of snacks and fed them to Zou Jing. After eating them, Zou Jing happily covered his face and waved to Lin Xiaolin with a small hand.

Lin Xiaolin smiled, turned around and waved, and walked into the association center with Yan Fan.

Like in other cities, half of the people at the association center are from other places.

Lin Xiaolin walked directly to a counter where people were handling business.

"Hello, what service do you need?"

The white-haired young lady greeted Lin Xiaolin with a smile.

"I'm going into the warehouse to select some items."

"Okay, please read out the Trainer's Order."

As Lin Xiaolin read the number aloud, the young lady entered it into the computer and quickly found it, also revealing Lin Xiaolin's special redemption system.

The white-haired girl was astonished to learn that she could exchange Alliance Coins for materials in the warehouse, but Lin Xiaolin was already used to it.

The staff in almost every city had this expression, and the young woman quickly realized her lapse in composure and hurriedly continued processing the application.

"You need to perform facial recognition."

The young woman smiled and pointed to a camera next to her.

Lin Xiaolin took off her hat and scarf, revealing her face.

"Beep! Authentication successful."

The machine's voice came through, and Lin Xiaolin looked at the young lady again.

The young woman was stunned, her pupils contracting as she stared at Lin Xiaolin.

The next moment, "The hero, the hero of Snow City has returned!!!"

The young woman's deafening voice rang out and reached the ears of everyone present.

"How is this going??"

Yan Fan looked at Lin Xiaolin with a completely bewildered expression.

"I don't know."

Lin Xiaolin was also completely bewildered, but the next moment, all the locals with snow-white hair surrounded him, and the association's doors suddenly opened, with a group of people rushing out from outside.

"It's him, that sir!"

The one leading the way was actually an uncle who was pulling the sled.

Suddenly, hundreds of people surrounded Lin Xiaolin and Yan Fan.

Instead of stepping forward, they suddenly knelt down in unison.

"It can't be done."

Lin Xiaolin and Yan Fan quickly tried to pull up the people closest to them, but they couldn't get them up no matter what they did.

"Hero, please save our Snow Clan once again."

"Hero, please save my father!"

"Save us!"

"Waaaaah~ Brave hero, please save us!"

Suddenly, a cacophony of sounds erupted, and everyone burst into tears, as if they had finally seen a glimmer of light in the darkness.

The other out-of-towners were also baffled. What was this?

Chapter 225 Xueqian

The number of people continued to increase, and more and more Snow Clan members knelt down and wept in front of Lin Xiaolin. Lin Xiaolin felt his scalp tingle. What the hell should he do?

"Little Scale! What should we do?"

Yan Fan stood to the side shouting, his cries filling the entire association center.

Lin Xiaolin was also dumbfounded. How was she supposed to know? At this moment, the association's security guards also appeared. She thought the security guards would help handle the situation, but when the security guards saw Lin Xiaolin, they immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.