Fletcher's Descent into the Abyss Chapter 212

Lang Tao Xue ran away from the camp and did not run far. It stopped on the snow slope at the northern end of Chashi Tiankeng. The snow and mist were humid, and Fletcher Shen seemed to be on a vast lake, with everything in sight being white.

Casper Xiao dismounted and took off his helmet. There was sweat on his temples, he was panting slightly, and his brows were filled with anger as he said, "Can you see Duanzhou?"

Fletcher Shen held the reins of Lang Tao Xuejin and handed the blue handkerchief in his sleeve to Casper Xiao. In the white air he breathed, he could only glimpse the watchtower of the abandoned inn in the distance. But he understood Casper Xiao's joy and said, "When I look at Duanzhou now, it's like looking at my own pocket."

Casper Xiao raised his chin slightly, sweat dripping down his cheeks, and he smiled. Fletcher Shen looked at him and found that he still retained the unruly and unruly demeanor he had in Qudu, which was the aura that Fletcher Shen wanted to possess.

Fletcher Shen leaned over, his breath sprayed on Casper Xiao's cheek, his nose close, along Casper Xiao's temples, licking Casper Xiao's sweat as he wished. The bitter and salty sweat melted between Fletcher Shen's teeth, and he said as his Adam's apple slid gently: "This will be your racecourse, Xiao Ce'an, from now on."