"I'm two years older than you," Jian Yifeng said, standing up and waving the broken sword in his hand, directly thrusting it into the ground at Mu Wuxia's feet.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Mu Wuxia was startled.
Before she could react, Jian Yifeng suddenly exerted his wrist, and a massive force instantly sent Mu Wuxia upwards.
"Little beggar, you're so amazing, you really sent me up," Mu Wuxia exclaimed.
"Can you come up by yourself?" Mu Wuxia asked again.
"I've run out of strength; I'll be able to go up once my strength recovers," Jian Yifeng said.
"How long will it take to recover your strength?" Mu Wuxia asked.
"It'll take an hour."
"Oh, that's so long, this cloak is for you, also some food, I'm going to Heaven Mountain Sect to find my mother to rescue you. Wait for me," Mu Wuxia said.
Mu Wuxia immediately threw down her cloak and some food.
"No need, you'll get frozen," Jian Yifeng said, grabbing the cloak, wrapping a piece of ice, and then heavily tossing it back up.
