The cold wind shouted, wrapped in a long white snow, wantonly rolled up the plain white clothes, and gently rolled up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was a faint sound of hunting in my ears blowing through my robes.

The girl was stunned for a moment, suddenly raised her head to look at the sky, her eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes revealed a little surprise.

The white robe was lightly flicked, and the mask on the right side of his face reflected the white snow in the sky, glowing with a cold glow.

The old man slowly descended from the gray-blue sky, his wings stretched, and his plain white robe was wantonly rolled up by the cold wind, and his clothes flew up.

The girl watched as the old man in white slowly landed on the silver-white ice sea not far ahead, and a pair of white wings slowly retracted......

Her eyes flashed slightly, she quietly stood in place with the lunch box, smiled softly, and saluted the old man:

"Xuan Lao. ”

The old man looked at her, nodded, and a smile tugged at his lips.

A few seconds of silence.

Snowflakes swirl and flutter quietly in the wind.

The hand holding the lunch box tightened slightly.

The girl slowly combed a few strands of hair on her cheeks and smiled softly at the old man:

"I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence. ”

The old man smiled and shook his head:

"It's not a coincidence, I've been waiting for you for a while. ”

The girl was slightly stunned, and her smile stiffened a little: "...... Wait for me?"

"Yes," Xuan Lao looked at her, his voice was indifferent and leisurely, "It's hard for you to hide all the way to Tibet, but it's a pity that ......"

"That's it. ”

The girl stared at him, her face slightly ugly, and did not speak.

Xuan Lao stood on the silver-white ice sea not far away, and sighed faintly:

"I didn't know you were so good at acting. plays a teenage girl who is old, and she looks decent. ”

The girl stood still, still not speaking.

Long.

She slowly raised her eyes, and a faint red light gradually rotated from the depths of her pupils, and the enchanting red poppy feather suddenly lit up from her forehead, shining brightly and scattering in all directions!

Throwing aside the square lunch box she was carrying, the girl slowly walked towards the old man in white not far in front of her, her forehead poppy feathers were scorching, diffusing and spreading, and gradually swirling around her body.

The red halo was like mist, and gradually the air around him quietly trembled and blurred, as if a wet piece of paper was gradually falling off and shattering.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, silently staring at the figure that was gradually revealing in the red light in the distance, and the half of the mask on his right face glowed with cold light.

The ragged clothes were swept up by the cold wind, and a few ice stains were spilled.

A tall, thin middle-aged man stood on top of a sea of silver-white ice, his slightly messy hair hanging down his shoulders, his slender snow-white wings gathered behind him, and ice stains were sprinkled with it. A pair of peach blossom eyes glow with a faint red light, like autumn water condensation, blurry and charming.

A pair of bare feet stood on top of the sea of silver-white ice, and a few soft ripples faintly rippled at the feet.

He looked at the old man in white standing with his hands in the distance, tilted his head slightly, and the poppy feathers on his forehead were silently extinguished:

"How do you see that?"

Xuan Lao looked at his puzzled appearance and smiled faintly:

"It is worthy of the twilight angel ghost who charmed all beings three hundred years ago, even if it has been closed for three hundred years, its strength is still undiminished. ”

The man glanced at him lazily, and his voice was faint:

"There's no need to pat yourself on the back, let's talk about it, how did you see through my illusion?"

Xuan Lao shook his head slowly:

"Your disguise is as perfect as ever, both in appearance and in voice, and I don't see through it. ”

The man stared at him, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Isn't it confusing, can't figure it out? I can't see through your illusion, and you haven't alerted any guards or patrolling ice and snow undead, so how did I find out that this little girl delivering food was actually disguised by you?"

The man stared at him, frowning:

"You just said ...... Are you waiting for me?"

Xuan Lao looked at him and was noncommittal.

The man's face was a little ugly, and his voice was low:

“…… You already knew I escaped from the spiral?"

Xuan Lao shook his head slightly:

"I didn't know you 'escaped' the spiral, I just knew ...... You 'will' escape from the Spiral. ”

"And," he paused, looking up at the man, his voice faintly meaningful, "the way you escaped will most likely have something to do with the little girl who delivered the food." ”

The man glanced at the square lunch box on the ground next to him, but did not speak.

"But...... You'll pity you. ”

Xuan Lao looked at him:

"Even if you tell the truth, with that little girl's dependence and trust in you, I am afraid that she will not hesitate to help you, and even escape from Ellen with you......"

"But you chose to cast an illusion on her, manipulated her to try to get the key to the guard, and then re-entered the cell on the pretext of taking a lunch box, and after untying herself, you quickly changed the tanuki for the prince, and even made up a bunch of lies to delay the guard's entry into the cell, and then escaped from the spiral tower in the form of a little girl......"

The man stared at him, his face becoming more and more ugly.

"In this way, not only will you escape, but the little girl will not become an 'accomplice' to help you escape from prison, and may become a 'victim' because she is frightened and manipulated by the prisoner, and get a considerable amount of pension......"

Xuan Lao looked at him and nodded approvingly: "The abacus is good." ”

The man lowered his eyelids and spoke slowly, his voice cold revealing a little doubt:

“…… So far, I haven't alerted any guards or guards, and no one knows that I've escaped from the spiral. ”

He raised his eyes and stared at the old man in white standing with his hands in his hands without blinking, his eyes were a little frighteningly bright, and his voice was low and cold as if frozen:

"Hua Lingxuan, how did you know these details?"

The old man looked at him, his white clothes were rolled up by the cold wind, and the half of his mask on the right side of his face was stained with a few small snowflakes:

"Not long after you left the ice prison with your lunch box and disguised as the little girl who delivered the food, I had already received information and knew the whole process, including every word you said and every action you made. ”

The man was stunned, paused, and suddenly smiled coldly:

"You mean, you know everything I'm doing in the ice prison?"

Xuan Lao raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Pretty much. ”

The man looked at him casually but not like he was joking, his eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes gradually revealed doubts and surprises. But he pursed his lips slightly, and spoke again, his voice low and persistent:

"It's impossible, no matter how clever a spy is, it is impossible for me to hide and find out information without me noticing, let alone in that heavily guarded spiral tower ice prison! There is no one there except for guards and prisoners! Not to mention that it was only me and ...... who were present at that time."

The voice paused and stopped abruptly.

The ragged clothes were swept up by the wind, and the condensed ice stains quietly fell off.

The man paused suddenly, his eyes trembled slightly, as if he remembered something, his eyes were a little sluggish in disbelief, and his shriveled lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Xuan Lao looked at him and suddenly fell silent, smiled faintly, and repeated softly:

"You and ...... Who?"