"I'm going to the polar regions!"

The eyes in the darkness were very bright, but they flashed with an urgent light, "The alliance leader told me that only the Nine Lives Ice Lotus growing in the polar regions can save Yusheng, so I must go!" At this time, the owner of the eyes suddenly took a few steps forward, and his beautiful face with a pale complexion looked a little haggard.

"Are you crazy?" Xue Zichen's hands that were originally holding suddenly fell, he looked at the woman in front of him, and gritted his teeth, "Where is it......?" It's dangerous, we can think of something else!"

"But it's too late!" the woman began to cry when she said this, "He only has ten days!" Xue Zichen tilted his head to the side, his fingers clenched white.

After a while, Xue Zichen looked at the woman with a solemn expression, "I'll go with you, you-can't have anything." Xue Zichen's eyes turned slightly unnaturally, and there was one more sentence he hid in his heart and didn't say.

Even if I die, I will help you find the Nine Lives Ice Lotus.

The screen jumps.

In front of a huge door like an ice sculpture, Xue Zichen was holding the girl's palm, and the remnant sun was like blood, reflecting everything in front of the door extremely desolate. The surging men in black, the blood that could be seen everywhere.

For a whole day and a night, the two of them had not rested, they had been running, and by the time Xue Zichen stopped, the girl was already motionless behind him.

Xue Zichen dropped the sword in his hand and slowly half-squatted down, but halfway through the squat, he was suddenly stunned, there was no movement behind him, no temperature, no breath, nothing, like a dead thing.

Xue Zichen half-knelt down, and the sound of his knees hitting the ground was very loud, which seemed to have exhausted all of Xue Zichen's strength. Slowly laying the girl flat on the ground, Xue Zichen was a little afraid to touch the girl, he was very afraid.

"Yan'er—"

The two words came out, and then there was no sound, Xue Zichen blocked his lips with the back of his hand, not allowing himself to make any sound, like a flood bursting the embankment, crystal tears flowed down his cheeks, and then flowed into the corners of his mouth, "Can't ...... Can't die!"

Xue Zichen knelt beside the girl a little panicked, wanting to touch the girl's face but kept hesitating, his voice choked, "Don't die, you don't want to die!"

At this time, it turned into darkness, the starry sky was bright, and Xue Zichen kept transmitting abilities to the girl, which made his lips and face extremely pale.

"Yan'er!" is the same two words, and the emotions are equally complex.

Xiao Yusheng rushed in, his face haggard and full of sadness. At this time, Xue Zichen's body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Xiao Yusheng hugged the girl.

"She-dead?" Xiao Yusheng buried the girl's head in his chest before he said for a while.

Xue Zichen struggled to raise his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head, "I'm sorry!" There were only three short words, but for the two of them, they were extremely heavy.

Xiao Yusheng glanced up at Xue Zichen, his small eyes contained too many things, "I'm also dying, but I didn't expect her to die in front of me—what a kind girl—" As he spoke, he stood up, a little shaky, but very resolute.

Xiao Yusheng hugged the woman and passed by Xue Zichen, just after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, picked up the knife on the ground, and turned around, "This is what you owe her, you will never pay it back!"

With a flash of white light, the steel knife flew towards Xue Zichen......

Whew-Xue Zichen suddenly woke up, breathing heavily. Only then did he find himself curled up, holding the Sealing Shadow Sword with one hand and covering his right chest with the other, the fire next to him was still burning, Xue Zichen stood up, rubbed his temples with his hands, and smiled bitterly, "It's a dream again-"

The wind at the entrance of the cave was still blowing, and Xue Zichen carried his sword and walked outside. As soon as he got out of the cave, he looked at the snow all around, but the sky was slowly darkening, Xue Zichen squatted down, twisted some snow with his fingers, and then looked up at the valley in front of him, bowed his head and groaned, "It seems that the snow last night was heavy again, is the polar night coming?"

There are two doors at the edge of the seventy-two realms, one can lead to the mortal domain, and the other does not know where to go, the legend says that there is no night in it, only on a special day, where it is cold all year round, and the snow does not melt all year round, but there is a nine-life ice lotus that can heal thousands of injuries and diseases, and I don't know how many people have gone to find it for many years, but they have never returned. Later, this gate became known as the Polar Gate, and it was also a forbidden place for the three tribes.

Xue Zichen walked through the snow, his hair was messy, and although his clothes were not broken, they were also crumpled and stained with a lot of mud. After staying in the polar region for six years, in fact, this is no longer his original clothes, every year there are always some people from the three clans who are not afraid of death entering here, except for the human race, as long as Xue Zichen encounters it, he never leaves a living mouth.

Suddenly, the silver light in the snowflakes was dazzling, and Xue Zichen didn't have time to draw his sword, so he could only roll to one side to dodge, and a corner of his clothes slowly fell into the snow.

It's a demon.

Although the demonic qi was fleeting, it was very obvious, with a cold smile and cold eyes, and then Xue Zichen's left hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, motionless.

The whole valley seemed to be quiet, except for the cold sound of the wind. Suddenly, another white light shot from Xue Zichen's side, Xue Zichen flicked the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the Sealing Shadow Sword came out like a dragon, blocking the fatal blow, and then cut horizontally, as if tearing something, a few more drops of red suddenly appeared on the white snow, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was very harsh, and then Xue Zichen slowly exhaled. Use the sword with bated breath, only to hit with one blow, this is the first style of the Nine Killing Sword.

"You!how could you...... Strong to ...... It's so strong—"

On the other side, a white shadow slowly rose from the ground, his hands covering his abdomen, blood dripping on the snow, and his speech was intermittent.

Indeed, after six years in the polar regions, danger is everywhere, and you have to keep getting stronger in order to survive. From the Hell King Realm six years ago, to the current Mohell Emperor Realm, and the Nine Killing Sword that I have comprehended, if it weren't for the Polar Region, I'm afraid it would take ten years of cultivation, or even longer.

Xue Zichen glanced up at Bai Ying, the other party was dressed in white, wearing a white mask, and even his hair was white, which made him feel a little surprised.

"Waiting for me?" Xue Zichen delicately put the seal shadow into the scabbard, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were sharp, "Where are the others?"

The white shadow slowly moved towards a higher place, and then sat down, his face slightly distorted with the pain, and tried to put on a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Heh! you killed so many of us, and the adults will not let you go, six years ago, and now- it is also like this!"

Xue Zichen shook his head, then looked up at the snowfall in the sky, and his voice was cold, "My lord, it should be the Demon Venerable! He wants to kill me—but I won't let him go!"

The man in white didn't say the answer Xue Zichen wanted in the end, in fact, there was no so-called other person, the demon clan who came to chase and kill six years ago, no matter how strong or weak, had been killed by himself one by one. But even if Xue Zichen knew, he wouldn't take it to heart, after all, he had other things to do.

As soon as the words fell, Xue Zichen's fingers holding the sword suddenly moved, like extremely fast lightning, and at a distance of several meters, the man in white immediately spat out blood and fell backwards.

Drawing a sword, a swordsmanship in the hidden sword, is silent and kills instantly. This trick must be tempered thousands of times, and it is useless for those who have high combat power.

The sword flipped in the air and then quickly fell into the sheath, Xue Zichen was looking down to think about something, and a shining nine-colored light suddenly bloomed on the high ground in the distance.

Xue Zichen ran up the higher snow slope, and an uncommon happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Nine Lives Ice Lotus...... Finally let me get it!"

Just smiling and laughing, tears flowed involuntarily from the corners of his eyes. But what's the use of this thing? I love you, but I don't even have the courage to hug you! You just die! No matter how magical this thing is, it can't bring you back to life after all, and what is the difference between it and the dead grass on the side of the road, it's really useless!

The cold sword slowly unsheathed, but the person holding the sword paused for a long time and then put the sword back away. Xue Zichen licked his lips that were purple from the cold, and turned to leave.

In the polar regions, the voice is as arrogant as a ghost.

Even if the world is as far away from love as a knife, people should not be dusty in their lives...... No regrets!