The breeze gently blew through a green forest, and the ground was full of flowers, leaving only a narrow path, like a garden, colorful and full of flowers, very beautiful.

Dressed in a cyan bodysuit and graceful posture, the butterfly held the long sword in her hand, strolled past the flowers, came to a tomb, and stopped.

The low mound is already overgrown with flowers, the grave is enshrined with fruits, the surroundings are very clean, and the tombstone is just an ordinary piece of wood, which simply reads:

【Tomb of the Snow】

The butterfly looked at the tombstone, gradually frowned, her beautiful eyes showed sadness, sighed lightly, and said in a gulp: "Fei Xue... You... Is it okay? He... I've never forgotten you for so many years, I've never let you go... I can't compare to what you think in his heart after all... It would have been nice if it had been me who had died..."

A man, with a sturdy figure and a light step, shows the height of his kung fu, in his forties, dressed in a brown robe, dressed in an idle manner, with long hair tied up and a little white silk.

The man is the senior brother of the butterfly, named Leng Yue, slowly approaching the butterfly, his dark eyes, looking at the tombstone, revealing that sadness, and then moved his gaze to the butterfly, and in a low and deep voice, he persuaded him: "The past can never come back, the wheel of fate, no one can change it, since you are alive, you should live well, otherwise how to be worthy of the people around you." ”

In fact, when it comes to Cold Moon, Feixue, and butterflies, we have to start with the weeping blood that ranks third in the Divine Soldier Ranking and the third in the Divine Sword Rankings.

[Crying blood comes from the hand of the famous sword-casting master Xunhuang, the sword is three feet long, weighs five catties and five taels and five coins, made of crimson cloud flint, extremely hard, blowing hair can be broken, the overall body of the sword is blood-red, it looks extraordinarily demonic, and it has been circulated in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years. 】

When Emperor Xun was dying, Emperor Xun ordered his two apprentices to protect the blood for generations, and respected the Lord of Blood.

The guardian of the weeping blood, the old man Xuancheng accepted two disciples, named Leng Yue and Fei Xue respectively, and later by chance, he picked up the orphan butterfly, so the old man Xuancheng carefully cultivated the three of them and passed on the responsibility of guarding the weeping blood.

Later, the weeping blood was passed to the master of the Xuanmen Gate, so Leng Yue, Fei Xue, and Butterfly have been guarding the master of the Xuanmen Gate.

Leng Yue and Fei Xue grew up together since childhood, and they fell in love with each other for a long time, Leng Yue has always loved Fei Xue, but she hid it in her heart and never mentioned it, until the three of them met the master of the Xuanmen Gate, for various reasons, Fei Xue fell in love with the master of the Xuanmen Gate, and the master of the Xuanmen Gate also fell in love with Fei Xue, but the trick of fate, twenty years ago, because of the master of the Xuanmen Gate, in order to protect the butterfly, Fei Xue unfortunately fell.

Since then, Leng Yue left the master of the Xuanmen Gate with Fei Xue in a fit of anger, and buried Fei Xue here, often accompanying Fei Xue.

And the master of the Xuanmen Gate has always blamed himself, thinking that he killed Fei Xue, so when he saw Luo Xue, who was very similar to Fei Xue Meiyu and had a very similar personality, it was as if he saw Fei Xue alive, and it was precisely because of this reason that the master of the Xuanmen Gate was able to endure Luo Xue again and again, and even at the expense of Mu Lingtian's trust, he wanted to call Luo Xue back.

Butterfly heard the voice, turned around, smiled at Leng Yue, and shouted softly, "Senior brother." ”

Leng Yue lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the butterfly, and on her indifferent face, a soft smile appeared, and she smiled slightly: "I have disappeared for so many years, why do you suddenly think of my wilderness and mountains?"

The butterfly raised the corners of her mouth slightly, turned to look at Leng Yue, and explained: "The master originally ordered us to respect the Lord of Weeping Blood for the rest of our lives, I don't know if Senior Brother still remembers?"

Leng Yue knew that the butterfly liked the master of the Xuanmen Gate, and she also guessed that the butterfly came this time not easily, so she frowned slightly, and she didn't want to beat around the bush, so she asked bluntly: "What can he do with the master of the Xuanmen Gate?"

Butterfly looked away, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Now that the sixteen swords of Zhuxian are back in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are in chaos, and a shocking chess game has begun, Xuanmen and the heavens are destined to have a life-and-death battle, so he needs you." ”

"Sixteen Swords of Zhuxian? It seems that these rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, and they will never be really quiet. Leng Yue was stunned, looked at the butterfly deeply, sighed in disbelief, shook her head slightly, and asked with a sneer: "Why didn't he come?"

"He... You know it, and I won't open my mouth to you. Butterfly smiled helplessly, then turned around, looked at Fei Xue's tombstone, and said: "You know very well that he does treat you as a brother, and now that he needs you, can't you temporarily let go of the resentment in your heart?

Leng Yue and the master of the Xuanmen Gate are like brothers, although they resent the master of the Xuanmen Gate, but more than 20 years have passed, and the resentment in his heart has indeed dissipated a lot.

Sighing deeply, Leng Yue's eyes flashed with all kinds of past, looked up at the sky, seemed to hesitate, was silent for a moment, looked down at Fei Xue's tombstone, and said coldly: "I... Think about it. ”

The butterfly didn't want to persecute Leng Yue, so she didn't speak, just stared at Fei Xue's tombstone quietly.

......

Seeing that the day of the martial arts conference in Longjian City is getting closer and closer, the outside of Longjian City has long been overcrowded, Tang Jing and others also came to Longjian City, although a few people are not invited, but due to the identity of several people, as well as the influence of coming in the rivers and lakes, they have also been treated as VIPs and stayed in Longjian City.

And although Longyun City is heavily guarded, the gathering of heroes will inevitably lead to some stealing chickens and dogs, wanting to fish in troubled waters and steal frost, snow and ice.

In two days, it is the martial arts conference, if you don't start, waiting for the martial arts conference to start, then some people want to get the frost and snow ice spirit, then there is almost no chance, so naturally some people can't bear it.

Twilight had fallen, and the city was brightly lit, with twice as many guards than during the day.

A group of people in the rivers and lakes, dressed in night clothes, lurked in the night, and in the resident station outside Longjian City, according to the plan, they prepared to burn Longjian City, so as to cause chaos and seize the frost, snow and ice.

Huang Hongyi is so shrewd, these careful thoughts have long been expected by him, so arrangements have also been made in various residential areas outside Longjian City.

Although there are many martial arts masters in these rivers and lakes, under Huang Hongyi's careful arrangement, they will never have the opportunity to do it.

"Woooo

The elite guards of Longjian City, who were hiding in the dark, released poisoned arrows, and took advantage of the unpreparedness to shoot those who wanted to sneak into Longjian City.