He turned to Yang Ruqing and said, "Let's not worry about these things for now. It's getting dark, the snow is falling heavily, and it probably won't stop for a while."

"I'll go find some dry wood and we can start a fire to warm our clothes!"

Yang Ruqing nodded.

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In normal times, the mountains are full of firewood for starting fires.

But it's snowing everywhere outside right now, covering the mountains and fields in white. Even if I find a branch, it would take a while to get it burning.

Luckily, this dilapidated temple had a lot of discarded wood and branches piled up inside.

He probably moved in here before.

Luo Fengtang brought some things over and started a fire. Please note that I cannot translate the content within HTML tags, as they are not textual data. I can only process and translate the text within those tags.

The leaping red flames suddenly illuminated the dim, dilapidated temple.

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Then, Luò Fēng Táng went out for a while. When he came back, he had a large piece of tiger meat in his hand.

The skin and bones have been removed and cleaned up.

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“Hungry, are you? Let’s grill this and eat it!” he smiled at her.

Yang Ruqing nodded happily.

Take out the seasoning you brought with you, sprinkle it on, and then use a stick to prop it up over the fire so it can roast itself.

The two of them sat down by the fire, and Chuiyun lay beside Yang Ruqing on the ground. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

With his tongue lolling out, he gazed alternately at the sizzling tiger leg meat roasting before him and back up at Yang Ruqing.

Her violet eyes were filled with joy and anticipation.

Yang Ruqing glanced at its appearance and couldn't help but laugh.

Patted its head: "The waiting for good food is always a long process, be patient!"

It must have understood her words, and it stuck out its tongue to lick her palm.

A wolf's tongue structure is a bit different, with backwards barbs on the surface of its tongue.

...but it won't hurt anyone.

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When I lick her hand, it's tingling and numb, a very strange feeling.

She giggled, pulled her hand back, and began to tend the fire earnestly.

Feeling the warmth brought by the fire, she couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity of mankind.

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This frozen body, blood almost solidifying.

In the warmth of the firelight, the chill was slowly dispelled, and the body, gradually regaining its vitality.

"You're freezing, aren't you?" Luofeng Tang asked.

He just took the snow off her hat, setting it aside to dry.

And again, he stretched out his hand and warmed it first.

Then, he grabbed Yang Ruoheng's ankle and began to remove the deer-skin boots from her feet.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed, instinctively pulling her foot back.

Seeing her little gesture, he smiled gently.

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“After traveling for so long, your feet must be frozen and your shoes are soaked. Take them off and toast them,” he said.

"Uh..."

While she hesitated, he swiftly removed the deer-skin boots from her feet.

"My feet are so cold, my socks are wet."

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His voice entered her ears.

When she came to her senses, one of her feet was already in his palm.

His broad palm gently rubbed her frozen feet.

“Don’t…my foot hurts…”

She felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull her foot back.

Imagine that even a powerful tiger couldn't break free from his grip before, let alone her leg now.

"She's not dirty, my Qiang Er's feet don't get dirty even if she doesn't wash them for ten days."

He smiled, his eyes full of adoration.

Her little feet were enveloped in his large palm, being roasted by the fire.

He lowered his head, the firelight illuminating his handsome profile, now softened.

From his face, she couldn't find the slightest hint of disgust or concealment.

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My heart is filled with sympathy.

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Her numb feet, under the scorching heat of the fire, slowly began to regain feeling.

Her heart was also warming up little by little.

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The wind howled outside, whipping up a blizzard.

The world was filled with deathly silence.

In that tiny, dilapidated temple, she felt a warmth like a sun rising.

She remained silent, and he did not speak. Zhuiyun rested his head on the ground, squinting his eyes.

Her violet eyes moved restlessly.

For a while, he stared at the sizzling tiger meat, then cast a glance at the two people beside him.

The tail, dangling behind him, flicked gently every now and then.

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The bonfire crackled merrily.

The tiny dilapidated temple, aside from the old beggar hiding behind the Guanyin statue, was a bit out of place with all the rustling and muttering.

The rest of it is really quite heartwarming.

"Your hands are sore, aren't they? Put my feet down and toast yourself too."

After a moment, Yang Ruoqing spoke again.

Luo Fengtang smiled, truly putting down her one foot, but then he naturally grabbed hold of her other foot.

"One bowl of water should be held level, both feet need to be taken care of."

He quipped.

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Her face flushed again.

He lightly twisted his arm.

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Wearing such thick clothes, she wouldn't even feel it if she wrung them out. She was too reluctant to really twist them hard.

He laughed again, not dodging, allowing her to twist him. As long as she liked it, anything was fine.

At that moment, Zhuiyun's ears on the ground twitched suddenly, and then it abruptly raised its upper body.

A flash of alertness crossed his eyes.

The two of them, who had been boisterous just a moment ago, both became still and focused, their eyes fixed on the slightest movement outside the ruined temple.

After a moment, Zhuoyun lay down again.

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Yang Ruqing asked Luofeng Tang, "What did you feel just now?"

Luo Fengtang frowned slightly: "It seems that something more dangerous has been eyeing this dilapidated temple. There was killing intent, but it retreated. Now there's nothing."

Yang Ruqing nodded. It was the same feeling she had captured.

"Perhaps it was the sight of the fire in this dilapidated temple, or maybe they were intimidated by the two of us and our mount, Chuyun," she analyzed.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

“We both know how powerful Zhuyun is in battle.”

“Judging from the wounds on Chasing Clouds, I suspect that the tiger we killed earlier might have companions.” he said.

Yang Ruqing looked pensive.

"Perhaps that dangerous aura from before was just the companion of that dead tiger," she said.

Luè Fēng Táng said: “It's very possible.”

"It seems there are truly hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this mountain."

Yang Ruqing nodded, "This place is not suitable for staying long. We'll set off when the snow subsides a bit."

"Good!" he replied.

At this time, the tiger meat was almost cooked.

The fat was roasted out at high temperatures and then fell into the fire below.

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Adding fuel to the fire undoubtedly intensified the flames.

The tiger meat's skin has changed color, showing that characteristic golden-brown hue of barbecue. In some places, there are even a few black bits from charring.

Seeing Yang Ruqing's intention to take the barbecue, Zhuiyun immediately stood up.

Wagging its tail and stretching its neck, a pair of bright eyes followed her hand.

Yang Ruqing was amused and surprised.

Many times, she had a feeling of being wrong.

The majestic fellow before you is not a wolf king, but a husky.

However, Chasing Clouds' spirit and combat power are not comparable to a Husky's.

"Don't worry, don't worry! We'll have food soon!"

She smiled and soothed Chasing Cloud, but in fact she was also being lured by the fragrance, her stomach rumbling.

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