Seizing cook to death, Chu zhaoyue's exclamatory voice became a frozen landscape beside the cliff of Philadelphia at night. It was freezing and shivering!

"ah! Help... "

in the rising hunting wind, one of Chu zhaoyue's careful livers jumped more and more severely, which made him look pale!

last time, I was just pulled by cook from the carriage window to the galloping horse's back. Although it was dangerous, even if I fell down accidentally, I was a little bit lucky, i.e. I scratched my skin, broke my hands and feet. But now? Cook, the little p-boy who owes education, is riding on the steep rocks and flying higher and...