To the east of the ice sheet is a sea that shares the East China Sea, but it also has its own name.

Sea of Stars.

Here, the days begin to shorten dramatically as soon as summer passes, and in winter, about three-quarters or more of the day is covered in darkness.

The water here is calm and clear, and on a clear night, the sky is full of stars.

On the shore of the Sea of Stars near the ice field, there were fifteen large ships, each of which had a huge and hideous statue of a snake's head on its bow.

The head of the snake on the statue is almost open at right angles, and although the exposed fangs are carved from wood, you can still feel a cold edge rushing towards your face when you look at it.

More than a dozen large ships leaned against the shore one after another, as if they were huge fortresses towering above the ice field, and in this lonely and desolate place, in addition to the terrifying coercion, there was also an indescribable sense of security.

The rest of the ship, except for the hideous snake's head, was painted white, and it stopped there, and if anyone looked at it from a distance, he would probably think that it was some snow-covered hills.

On and off the ship, there are countless people carrying or directly carrying boxes in twos and threes, carrying things one by one.

The people who carried the things were all dressed in snow-white clothes, and even the wooden boxes they carried or carried were all painted with white paint.

There are a lot of people here, but no one speaks from beginning to end, which shows how strict its discipline is, everyone is silently buried in what they have to do, not saying a word, but in good order.

Few people have set foot on the ice field, and the camouflage that is so careful that it is almost paranoid shows how much attention the people behind the scenes attach to these more than ten ships of cargo.

It is in this kind of environment where 'everyone is like snow' that some people do the opposite, wearing a demonic smelter tulle that is as red as blood and blood, and through the tulle, you can faintly see the skin that is as smooth as snow inside.

It was such a thinly dressed woman, who seemed to have not noticed the slightest coldness under the cold wind, with a narrow-bladed sword at her waist and a smile on her face, and stood at the bow of the boat so fixedly.

It's not that she doesn't understand the rules here, but because she herself is the rules here.

For this woman, others need to disguise themselves by means of white clothes, but she doesn't need it at all.

If there are outsiders on this ice field who can find her, then she is confident enough to be sure that before this, she must have discovered the other party first.

The woman clearly knows that no matter who it is, no matter how far away it is, as long as she is targeted, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

This kind of arrogant thought, which sounds almost like no one in her eyes, is perfectly normal for the woman in red, because this conclusion has been confirmed countless times in her place.

The woman knew that in this world, no one could kill her unless she wanted to die, no, at this point, even the people who could hurt her were almost non-existent.

She knew it a long, long time ago

Dao, her strength has gone beyond the so-called 'martial arts', just because she has lived in this world for more than 300 years, but she still maintains a girl's appearance, it is already a realm where the word 'martial' cannot be interpreted at all.

The demon woman didn't know if anyone had ever reached such a state before her, but she was sure that even if there were, those people were long gone at the moment.

Whether they are dead or have left this world, the woman does not know, but she knows that with her current strength, she is immortal, and she is far from being able to leave if she wants to.

Therefore, she guessed that those people were about dead, because in the past three hundred years, she has been to many places, some of which people here have never thought of in their lifetime, and in these three hundred years, she has also met many people, but no matter where she goes, she has no way to find a second existence like herself.

This made her proud of her peerless talent, and gave birth to endless loneliness.

It's cold in the heights.

So disappointed, she returned to her hometown, Night Country, and wanted to live there peacefully for a while.

It's just that three hundred years is still too long after all, and the people she knows are dying one after another, but she doesn't have the slightest way, even if she teaches her all her skills, but no one can cultivate to her own realm, her relatives, friends, and lovers are all old and die one by one, leaving only a woman alone.

She wanders alone in the world like a ghost, how chic she is, how lonely she is.

Freedom, the unfettered freedom that countless people crave in their hearts, the pure freedom to do whatever they want, seems to be the most terrible poison in the world, making her fearful like a tiger.

She had lived so long that she didn't know what else she had to do.

Until there was a war in the Night Kingdom, someone casually told her that he needed weapons, a lot of weapons, only in this way could he calm the world and let everyone live a stable life.

She thought what the man was going to do was meaningful, so she came here.

This land, the woman has set foot more than once, although it is not her homeland, but she is familiar enough, but the first few times, she has not been able to find the person she is looking for.

But this time, she was tasked with saving her hometown, but she found two existences that could stand side by side with her in the future.

It was a young man and a woman.

When she saw them, the two men were jousting their swords in the mountains.

At such a young age, he has such martial arts attainments, although he is still a little worse than his achievements at that time, but he is already expected to be able to reach such a realm as himself.

Such a discovery made the woman in red excited.

She has wanted the company of someone who is as immortal as herself, and it has been a long time.

Originally, she just wanted someone to accompany her, and it didn't matter if that person was a man or a woman, but when this young couple stood in front of her and gave her a choice, she didn't hesitate to choose

I chose the teenager.

As a woman, she certainly hopes that a man can love her for a long time.

As for the relationship between the two, the woman didn't pay attention to it from the beginning.

She's lived so long, and she's known so much.

As long as she wants a man to fall in love with her, she will definitely be able to do it.

As she thought, she did, albeit with some twists and turns.

A woman dressed in a red tulle stood barefoot on top of the hideous snake-headed wood carving, her eyes piercing the vast ice field and looking south.

"Sun Hao, it's time for you to come back. ”

(End of chapter)