It's a long time coming.

The chains of light are brilliant cobwebs that weave between snowy peaks. The holy light that bloomed on the body of the lock was pure and immaculate, reflecting the pure white snow and reflecting a blind, cold light.

The shriveled cries were intermittent, drowning in the surging wind and frost, appearing and disappearing.

On the blood-stained snow lay a girl, squirming like a reptile between the fragmented corpses.

The wind carried the snow particles, and the successive large and small avalanches caused the collapse of mountains, the earthquake trembled, and the overturned snow and ice covered the ground layer after layer, burying the bones that had cooled life.

"Satsuki ......" The faint voice was mixed with crying.

Qianling was frozen and shivering, tears were frozen on her face, the cold air invaded her limbs and throat, and she slowly collapsed on the snow and did not move, and the four-leaf clover on her forehead was extinguished with the wind.

The field of vision is numb, blinding, white.

The overturning frost and snow came with the strong wind, covering the body and limbs in layers...... and the mutilated corpses around it.

The snow-stained eyelashes suddenly shook slightly, and they slowly and laboriously lifted, revealing amber eyes.

That's right......

Her limbs frozen under the snow slowly began to exert force, she gritted her teeth and struggled to raise her head from the snowdrift, a pair of eyes staring directly at the wind and snow sweeping in the sky, and her forehead was intertwined with brilliance to outline the brilliant leaves again!

So it happened that the wind carried the frost and snow past, blowing away the thick snow and ice that covered it, revealing the girl's body buried under the snow quilt, and she crawled out like a scarred little beast in a cage, shaking off the snow all over her body.

I almost forgot......

Qianling looked around at the corpses that were gradually submerged in thick snow, and something suddenly moved slightly in her heart.

There's also the avalanche.

Counting the corpses that have been burned by the Holy Light, there are only a dozen at most on this snow, and it is impossible for Xiao Yue to bring a dozen people with him, so the rest of the people, if they don't escape alive, they must be ......

It's still here!

She knelt on the snow and began to dig down desperately, her red and cracked hands digging through the thick snow layer by layer, and finally after digging countless snow pits, the fluffy snow was found under the corner of her clothes.

Really!

There's someone down there!

Qianling's eyes widened slightly, and she hurriedly continued to dig along the corner of her clothes, and finally the snow slowly revealed half of the burned corpse, covered with ice and snow, and the lower body was still deeply buried in Houxue, but it was enough to ignite a trace of hope in the hearts of desperate people.

Her eyes gradually lit up, and she rubbed her red hands together and sighed, struggling to her feet and crawling towards a towering snowy slope.

The wind and snow are all over the sky, and the wind is howling.

The light lock was shining, and the continuous avalanche destroyed the mountain with a loud noise. The fluorescent light of the four-leaf clover under the flying snow was dim, but it protected the snow slope under the girl's feet.

The frost wind rolled up her skirt, and Qianling stood on the snow slope, her hair fluttering, condescending to look down on the entire snow.

Judging by the location of the distribution of the corpses......

All seem to be ...... Centered on a certain point, it was blown up in an instant.

And that center point is right in the ...... Off-the-road location.

Qianling frowned, trying to suppress her tears and observe the half-burned corpse on the snow.

Though...... Half of the body and half of the face remained, which can be seen from body movements and facial expressions......

At the last moment before his death, it was clear that he was doing his best to protect what ......?

Qianling gasped slightly, her eyes flickered and gradually trembled, and she suddenly couldn't restrain herself from stumbling down the snow slope, and fell on the snow next to Lishuo's corpse, and began to dig down desperately!

The red fingers were oozing blood, covered with ice and snow, and they were digging layer by layer, as if they were tireless.

Hot teardrops fell between the dug snow quilts, melting into a small piece of snow.

The wind howled, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and the earth never stopped shaking.

The overturned snow-capped peak crashed with an earth-shattering roar, as if the end of the world had descended.

The girl just knelt there, digging and digging and picking desperately with her bloody hands, and when she couldn't dig anymore, she crawled to the side of the corpse not far away, turned out a broken tail spine buried in the snow, and stabbed the ground desperately with the sharp tip of the tail!

A deep pit was dug in the gradually leveling snow.

Qianling gasped, stretched out her fleshy hand and groped at the bottom of the pit, her fingers desperately poking at the snow, as expected, touching a hard object similar to armor.

Gritting her teeth, she crawled to the ground and continued to dig down the armor, digging and digging without stopping......

Gradually, there are more and more things at the bottom of the pit, and the cold and empty snow gradually presents the whole picture in front of the girl-

Corpse.

Layers upon layers of corpses, countless corpses, gathered together like giant fortresses to form a shape resembling a ball.

The outer corpses were charred and mutilated, apparently caused by the explosion and the burning of the Holy Light, while as the outer corpses peeled apart one by one, the inner corpses were much more intact, and although they were also torn apart by the explosion, the interior was hardly incinerated by the Holy Light because of the protection of the outer corpses.

Without exception, these people are all black-clad and black-armored demon clan guards.

The wind and frost shouted, the snow flew, and there was a loud sound of the collapse of the snow peak in the distance.

Qianling stared blankly at the terrifying spherical corpses under the snow pit, and suddenly remembered the story that her grandfather had told her about the ants escaping from the flames......

The ant colony, which has no way to escape in the flames, will gather together and use the body of each small ant to overlap and combine into a huge sphere, protecting the queen ant in the sphere, so as to escape safely. The sacrifice of thousands of small ants in exchange for the survival of the core of the group......

Blood oozed from his trembling fingertips, slowly reaching into the layers of bones, layer by layer, one by one, peeling apart......

The innermost pair of black membranous wings of the corpse were revealed.

Qianling trembled, knelt on the edge of the snow pit and stretched out her hand to carefully and slowly peel off the pair of closed black wings......

It's as if peeling off a cocoon and approaching a sleeping butterfly in the cocoon.

Ice and snow, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

The boy curled up there, his black hair hanging down, his pure white skin like ice and snow without the slightest breath of life.

It's like the first time we met in the past.

"Satsuki-" Hot tears burst out of the frame at that moment.

Qianling rushed forward and fished him out of the sea of corpses into her arms, hugged each other tightly, and no longer separated from each other.

At that moment, time stood still, and the snowflakes only flew slowly.

He was held in her arms, his long hair like a waterfall scattered all over the place, his long eyelashes hanging low, and sprinkled a fine and beautiful shadow on his face as white as frost and snow......

It's just so cold, cold as a piece of ice, a piece of snow, a corpse.

"Satsuki...... Satsuki......?"

Qianling burst into tears and didn't dare to come out, her arms clasped tightly around the person in her arms, almost in disbelief. Slowly tightened his arms, tightly wrapped his cold body in his arms, and used his hands, cheeks, and body temperature to ...... Warm him with everything she had and rubbed him gently, as if it were a treasure she held in her heart.

Now it's lost and regained.

"Xiaoyue, is it cold...... must have frozen after sleeping for so long...... Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid I'm coming...... Don't be afraid ......"

Her cheeks, covered with warm tears, pressed against him, rubbing the tip of her nose slowly and gently. His hands always wrapped around his body and hugged him tightly in her warm embrace, trembling fingers running through his long hair and his back...... Dispel every bit of coldness in his body.

And he leaned into her arms, silent. The long hair fell all over, dyed with frost and snow, and was soon carefully brushed away by those hands.

Qianling hugged him tightly and didn't dare to come out, slowly bowed her head to his heart, and listened to the heartbeat. After repeating it until she was sure that the faint but powerful thud was really coming from his chest, she held him in her arms and cried again.

The trembling arms tightly wrapped around the young man's thin and narrow waist, but the elbows suddenly passed through the empty sleeves at the waist.

At that time, the wind and snow cried, the torn robes were scattered on the snow, the young man's long black hair rose with the wind, the long eyelashes on the quiet and sleeping face drooped, and the snow skin was like frost.

Qianling stared blankly at the pair of black wings hanging to the ground behind him, the originally smooth and beautiful black wing membrane was mottled with blood, and a piece was missing, and blood flowed everywhere.

A trembling hand groped for his left arm......

It was empty, except for the tattered fabric that trembled in the frost and wind.

"Hand ...... What about the hand......"

She couldn't believe it, she looked at his beautiful face like frost and snow, tears burst in her wide-open eyes, and at that moment her internal organs were torn, her liver and intestines were broken, and she screamed bitterly word by word:

"Where's your hand——!"