Chapter 41 #The Immortal City On the snowy plains, the cold wind pierced to the bone. Xie Zhuo wrapped me completely in a large black cloak, carrying me on his back. He tightly tied a rope around my waist, binding us together. The wind howled like a blade, cutting through the air. I buried my head tightly in Xie Zhuo's shoulder, not daring to lift it, only feeling his steps rising and falling, constantly moving forward. "Where are we going?" After walking for a while, when the wind finally eased, I…