Recently, the sky has changed in the Sunset Mountains, the sky is overcast, the cold wind is blowing, the temperature has dropped sharply, there has been frost in many places, light snow has fallen, and the cold winter has finally arrived.

In the Ice Tribe, Xiao Han'an has changed into an animal skin velvet made by Yang Xue, and the little guy spreads his feet and rolls in the snow, his little face is red and red like a ripe apple, which is very cute.

"Sister Ling'er, come on, accompany Han An to build a snowman, woo, giggle" The little guy shouted as he ran. In the eyes of children, snow is probably the most attractive toy, which can be used for snowball fights and snowman building......

Han Ling'er, who had just experienced the pain of bereavement, was dressed in white and Shengxue, which her grandfather bought at a great price when she spent a lot of money outside, and it was her most precious treasure.

She leaned lightly on the edge of the stone gate, looked into the distance, looked at Xiao Han'an who was spreading joy in the snow, she seemed to see many years ago:

"Ling'er, come and chase me" A tiger-headed teenager ran in front, laughing unscrupulously, and did not forget to pick up a snowball and shout to scare the other party.

Behind her was a bright little girl, with two pigtails and a flushed face, babbling and chasing the little boy in the back, and her mouth was whirring.

"Brother Hanping is a bad person, don't wait for Ling'er, hmph, I won't play with you" Seeing that she couldn't catch up with the little boy, the little girl sat directly in the snowdrift and coquettishly.

The little boy hurriedly ran back to amuse the little girl, and then a happy and innocent smile came from the snow, echoing in the snow for a long time.

But suddenly a group of big boys appeared, led by a strong man, he disdainfully teased the two children, and teased the little girl from time to time, which made the little girl cry anxiously, "Wow woo woo~"

The little boy stopped doing it, picked up his little fist and scuffled with the strong big boy, his body was blue and purple, and the little girl asked the little boy if it hurt, and he said it didn't hurt, and she believed it......

Thinking of this, Han Ling'er couldn't help laughing, the little boy was Han Ping, and the little girl was herself.

Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, and then looking at the little boy playing alone in the snow, Han Ling'er seemed to be touched in her heart: people, why bother so much, there is hope when you are alive, is grandpa willing to see me like this?

She seemed to have figured it out, and jumped into the snow to play with Xiao Han'an, and a happy smile came from the snow.

Looking at the two people laughing and playing in the snow, a happy smile appeared on the shivering pale face holding the beautiful woman in the stone house, and he seemed to think of something.

Twenty years ago, a shy girl followed an old man covered in blood to the Ice Tribe, the old man was a good man, he taught everyone to practice martial arts, and finally accepted four apprentices, he was one of them.

I remember that the boy saw the girl for the first time, and his heart was taken away by the other party, and he vowed to protect her well, for the rest of his life, even the sword and the sea of fire could not stop him.

He began to train desperately, just to let her look at her more, she went into the depths of the Luoyang Mountains alone, just to find the fruit that the girl likes to eat, but she didn't know that the old man took the girl to follow all the way......

"Xue'er, do you know??'s child has already sat on the patriarch's throne, you said that you don't want him to be vigorous, you just want him to be ordinary, but creation makes people, hehe" Shiver smiled helplessly, and continued to hold the delicate and pale beauty in his arms, gentle and affectionate.

He clearly remembered that when the old man left, he left a box for the girl with three pills in it......

The entire Ice Tribe was shrouded in the atmosphere of snow, and it seemed to forget the troubles in their hearts all of a sudden, and snow was the purest of all!

In the Ice World, Han Ping was sure that he had scavenged most of the Ice Beads, where he studied the Blood Knife of the Qi Sea and the Danding of the Dantian.

The blood knife in the sea of qi seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, full of blood, there was leisurely and leisurely, the danding in the dantian became more and more condensed, but the little guy who looked like a snake and not a snake, and a dragon and not a dragon still did not move, "This money loss" Han Ping thought in his heart.

He simply didn't bother with Xiaolong's affairs, he began to ponder the blood knife.

"Since you are my sword soul, then you should be able to give me a little bit of strength, then help me perfect Tu Dark" He muttered to himself, ready to strengthen Tu Dark.

Just do it, Han Ping began to study Tu Yin in the snow, and then seconded the power of the Blood Knife to strengthen the power, at first the Blood Knife was not happy, but in the center of the roar of the demon vein, he reluctantly cooperated with Han Ping to practice Tu Dark.

He rehearsed over and over again, tirelessly, not knowing the time, and the ice world was once again full of devastation and potholes.

"This little rabbit cub, I owe him in my previous life, old man, hey!" Looking at the potholed ice world, the old ice who came here at some point smiled helplessly, his eyes were full of hope.

Hanping is still tirelessly rehearsing over and over again.

"No, the angle is wrong, come again" and then slashed out, "Wrong again, this time it's a matter of strength, come again" and slash out again, "I'll go, it's wrong, what's going on this time?" Hanhei rehearsed in his own words.

Bing Lao watched silently from the side, in his eyes, Han Ping's knife technique was full of loopholes, but he didn't say much, the knife technique needs to be comprehended by himself, and what others say is not his own after all.

"Forget it, this thing still needs to be practiced in actual combat, go see if the old man is okay" Han Ping, who felt that he was stagnant, decided not to practice anymore, put away his knife and said to himself, and when he turned around, he saw Bing Lao, who seemed to be smiling and looking at him, smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, Grandpa Bing, can we go out, hehe" Hanping said flatteringly, and immediately changed the old man to Grandpa Bing.

"Well," I think the old man can go out," Bing replied slowly.

Han Ping smiled awkwardly again, "But you have to be mentally prepared" Bing Lao's voice continued.

"Well, don't worry, Grandpa Bing, my psychological endurance is very strong", Hanping replied, he felt something when he broke through, as if he had experienced a big battle, but he couldn't remember anything in a daze, but the panicked premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Bing Lao nodded, clasped his hands together, and said something in his mouth, "Array." ”

"Click"

With a crisp sound, an opening opened in the ice world.

"Let's go," Bing Lao shouted.

Hanping didn't dare to slack off, and a dodge disappeared in place, under the ice tree that appeared.

"Are you all okay? I'm back" Hanhei took a deep breath and walked in the direction of home, leaving only a series of clear footprints, and after a while, the heavy snow hit Hanpei's body and then slipped and fell among the footprints.

The snowflakes in the sky are still dripping, and a teenager walks home, a quiet and harmonious picture - returning from the wind and snow night!