Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1425: Is Mrs. Jones the Snow God???

Take action; Luo Qianqian may not be the strongest, but when it comes to talking nonsense, Luo Qianqian is quite skilled. After all, there are younger siblings below her, and she has to constantly exercise her verbal skills so as not to be stumped by those hundreds of thousands of ”whys.”

A child is like a little encyclopedia, with a younger brother and two younger sisters, plus two non-biological brothers, Mori and Lu Simiao.

But it is clear that non-biological children are more sensible, sparing her most of the worries.

Like practicing rap, Luo Qianqian’s upper lip and lower lip move swiftly, continuously spewing out words that Ram and his group find hard to understand.

Something about exotic beasts, something about the Gate of Another World, something about them dying if they don’t regain consciousness...

But looking at Luo Qianqian, it seems like that’s truly the case. Yet, why does it feel like they don’t have any impressions of it?

Luo Qianqian slowly retreated, wanting to lead these people out of the house. However, just as Uncle Ram reached to grab her, a voice echoed from within the house, causing everyone to freeze.

”Ram, come back.” The gentle voice left Luo Qianqian a little stunned. Had she misheard? Why did this voice sound somewhat familiar, even though she hadn’t heard it for several months now?

A woman wearing a white robe slowly entered Luo Qianqian’s field of vision, the white attire seemingly transforming her into an embodiment of snow.

And when Luo Qianqian’s eyes took in the woman’s appearance, she was completely dumbfounded.

”Mrs. Jones?” Previously, there hadn’t been any sign of Mrs. Jones near Uncle Ram!

Furthermore, it was said last time that Mrs. Jones wouldn’t leave her own country unless it was a major matter. Evidently, this time she’s within the borders of Ice Nation, so her appearance is expected.

But those eyes...no longer had any whites, pitch black, reminiscent of that similar situation from before...

”Hail to the Snow God.” Everyone’s voices resonated with reverence, leaving Luo Qianqian with disbelief among them.

Mrs. Jones? Snow God??? Why does it feel like her brain is having trouble processing this? What’s going on?

”Enter, or die.” Mrs. Jones lifted her chin, her arrogant gesture not much different from her demeanor in the past.

However, it’s clear that this person is no longer the Mrs. Jones she knew, and it seems she is performing some ritual, unable to leave the house without it being disrupted.

Otherwise, why would she stop Ram from entering while standing inside the house?

”Come get me, you’ll never catch me anyway, la la la la...” Looking at the towering Mrs. Jones, Luo Qianqian decisively opted to make a rude gesture towards her, patting her behind and twisting her hips while playfully hopping back and forth on the ground.

Only in the next second, she saw Mrs. Jones indeed walk out of the house, leaving her utterly dumbfounded.

”My goodness...did I get it wrong? Help...” Luo Qianqian howled as she ran away, while Mrs. Jones merely cast a frosty gaze on her, soon revealing the reason...

Because before her appeared Mrs. Jones again and that house...

This is completely a Mosby Ring...

She has no understanding of how this path repeats itself, though it seems to be a loop, no matter how much she runs, she keeps returning here.

Thus, the house becomes the sole potential way for them to leave...

”Enter, or die.” The emotionless words persist, indifferent without any emotional fluctuation, as Luo Qianqian glanced at Ram’s group, who had already knelt back down, worshipping the indistinct deity statue devoutly.

”Die? Have you asked my parents, my grandpa, my grandma? Making arbitrary decisions about someone’s life, do you think you’re a Death God? Snow God? Do you know the purpose of deities? Are gods supposed to exist for these beliefs? Do you think you’re a god? Do you think all deities are like you with no eye whites? You claim you’re a god, then where are your wings? You claim you’re a god, then where is your mount? The gods of our country, whenever they appear, bring auspicious light to bless all lives. So what’s with you taking countless lives upon your appearance?...”

The continuous opening and closing of her small mouth left Luo Qianqian’s throat feeling more uncomfortable.

Singing—or rather, roaring—as she continued to speak non-stop, it truly was straining her voice, especially without any water.

Water is such an important thing...

Water resources are precious, but life is even more so. If faith was at stake, I’d want both.

”Are you seeking death?”

”I’m seeking trouble, are you free?”

Luo Qianqian, still surveying the surroundings, remained unsure of her current location. Moreover, the discovery that the Xuanming Ring wasn’t there made her realize she was simply a soul.

Her body should be similar to Uncle Ram and his group below, right?

No, no, she can’t die!

Her chest heated up, prompting Luo Qianqian to instinctively lower her head; previously, in her country, the warmth in her chest indicated Tang Tianyi’s approach...

Could it be...

Pain throbbed in her chest, and Luo Qianqian promptly felt herself being pulled by something. In a mere moment, she disappeared before Mrs. Jones, reappearing on the snowy ground, finding herself deeply trapped in a snow pit, with a trickle of blood flowing from her chest, leaving her amazed: ”What’s the deal?”

”Did you discover any clues?” Yan reached out to pull her from the snow pit, while upon returning, Luo Qianqian was naturally able to harness her Spiritual Power to float her wrists and ankles.

Luo Qianqian remained silent for a moment, scanning her surroundings: ”Where is Tang Tianyi?”

Yan sighed, gesturing to a nearby pit: ”You two exchanged, now do you have any clues?”

Earlier, Tang Tianyi was surprised to find he couldn’t use the previous method to join Luo Qianqian, feeling somewhat confused. But after a moment, his gaze fell upon Luo Qianqian’s neck, heaving a heavy sigh: ”Give her some more time, with the exchange, we should get some clues.”

Luo Qianqian looked astonished at the nearby pit, feeling a bit at a loss.

Yet it was only a brief moment before she nodded heavily: ”I do have some ideas, but we need to first locate Mrs. Jones, that woman who was previously with Uncle Ram. I suspect she’s already become a Host Body.”

Upon hearing this, Mo looked surprised, but didn’t hesitate, and the five rapidly split up to search for Mrs. Jones’s body. As for Tang Tianyi? Luo Qianqian meticulously tucked him away so that even exotic beasts might not discover him.

Soon, the area was thoroughly searched, yet Mrs. Jones’s figure was nowhere to be seen, leaving Luo Qianqian deeply troubled, clueless about Mrs. Jones’s whereabouts.