In winter, the snowflakes came as scheduled, one after another, coating the earth with a layer of boundless white.

The snow for several days has been more than a foot deep, and the flawless white that flies like the wings of a withered angel is beautiful and poignant.

A figure sat quietly on the top of the mountain, covered with a layer of snowflakes, and dyed the long hair that was casually draped over his shoulders white, blending into the vast sky and earth. The white figure was silent, holding the child in his right hand, frozen in mid-air, and did not fall for a long time.

Although the black hair of the white figure is plated with a layer of white, but looking at the face, it is only seventeen or eighteen years old, the sword eyebrows fly obliquely into the sideburns, but with a soft arc, the edge is hidden, the eyes are clear, reflecting the quaint chessboard placed in front of his body, the black and white chess pieces, shining with a faint light, like a galaxy of flashes, intertwined with a bit of mystery, making the young man's eyes look hazy.

The quaint chessboard in front of the young man does not have the aura of rushing into the sky, and it does not show any earth-shattering disappearance, and the Taoist rhyme seems to be nothing, it seems to be just the most ordinary ordinary chessboard. But the young man was covered with a layer of snow, but the quaint chessboard was clean, and not a single snowflake fell.

The black and white on the chessboard are staggered, like the two air flows of yin and yang, deriving all kinds of mysteries, obscure and incomprehensible, and the weather is myriad.

The young man's eyes flickered, but his gaze gradually calmed down, and the aura on his body became more and more ethereal, as if he had completely integrated into the heavens and the earth, turning into a snowflake.

Suddenly, between the silent white sky and the earth, there was a slight sound, and the fluttering snowflakes fluttered a little more rapidly, revealing a sharp aura at this moment, and all of them shot towards the young man in white.

As far as the eye can see, thousands of snowflakes are like endless flying swords, everywhere.

The white-clothed young man raised his eyebrows slightly, the light in his eyes was gone, he glanced at the thousands of flying edges, the corners of his mouth hooked a slightly upward arc, and he didn't get up, just calmly put away the quaint chessboard in front of him.

And when the flying sword turned into thousands of snowflakes fell, a female figure silently emerged from behind the young man in white.

The woman's jade hand was lightly raised, and suddenly, the snow within a radius of dozens of zhang where the two of them stood rose into the air, condensed into a small ice and snow long sword, smashed the oncoming snowflakes into powder, and then gathered into a huge ice and snow long sword, breaking through the vastness, and slashing down with a sword.

And as the snow white within a radius of dozens of zhang was completely cleared, a figure in a white hooded shirt was revealed. Looking at the ice and snow long sword that broke through the air, he seemed to be a little at a loss, and when the long sword was cut down, he reacted, and a silver spear in his hand blocked in front of him.

"Bell~"

With a sound, the long sword formed by the condensation of ice and snow dissipated, but the figure holding the silver spear was not comfortable, and was slashed by a sword and fell into the snow in the distance.

As soon as she got up, she saw a cold light flickering in her eyes, and an incomparably sharp aura locked her to death, making her feel a sense of deadly danger.

Feeling the cold sword qi coming from his face, looking at the long sword that was getting closer and closer reflected in the pupils, and the pair of beautiful and cold eyes behind the long sword, a girl's voice with a faint cry broke the silence.

"Second brother, it's me, stop, stop! Yes...... I... Qing Xuan..."

Xue Qingxuan screamed, and couldn't help but block it in front of her with her hand.

"Alright, Luo Shuang, don't scare her. ”

At this moment, a faint laugh sounded in front of him, and in an instant, everything returned to calm. I saw that in front of him, the young man in white put a finger against the tip of the sword, looked back at Xue Qingxuan, smiled, and his handsome face was extremely good-looking.

"What's the matter, you don't want the second brother to pick you up?" the young man smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Go away, stinky second brother, you're too much, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, hum!" Xue Qingxuan slapped away the hand stretched out in front of her, and snorted angrily. As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the stunning figure standing quietly behind the young man.

Xue Qinghan shook her head helplessly, looked at the girl in front of her, with a hint of pampering in her eyes, and rubbed the girl's head: "Yes, yes, the second brother is wrong, the eldest lady has a lot, just forgive the second brother." The second brother promises, it won't be next time, okay?"

"Hmph! Words must count, otherwise....." The girl stood up, glared at Xue Qinghan, and raised her fist as if threatening,

"Count, count, the second brother definitely counts. Xue Qinghan diligently helped the girl pat off the snow stains on her body, and said with a smile.

"Luo Shuang, you go back first, I'll accompany Qingxuan for a walk. Xue Qinghan turned his head and said to the figure standing quietly not far away.

"Yes, Childe. ”

The woman replied lightly, and then saw a white afterimage, disappearing into the white.

The brother and sister walked among the fluttering snowflakes, and Xue Qinghan's body exuded a faint spiritual power fluctuation, forming a spiritual power barrier around himself and Xue Qingxuan, blocking the snowflakes.

Looking at the girl with a waist-length ponytail next to her, a smile hung on the corner of Xue Qinghan's mouth: "You won't sneak out from the third aunt again, right?"

"What's the matter, I just told my mother that I miss my second brother and came to play with my second brother......" Xue Qingxuan looked to the side, avoiding Xue Qinghan's gaze, and whispered.

Looking at this girl's somewhat dodgy appearance, Xue Qinghan didn't understand where she could be, and she was a little helpless.

"Second brother, when are you going back? Dad and my mother both miss you a lot, and often talk about you. I'll tell you, once, ......" seemed to understand that his lie had been completely seen through, and Xue Qingxuan hurriedly changed the topic.

Xue Qinghan just smiled slightly, and didn't debunk it. However, he was noncommittal about what Xue Qingxuan said about the person who was called his father and would miss him.

When will you go back? Xue Qinghan didn't even think about this question. Sometimes, Xue Qinghan couldn't help but ask himself, is there still concern for him about the illustrious Snow King's Mansion? Well, there are still some, but it's not the father who is the Snow King, it's just the half-sister who is close to him when he is a child.

Mortals often say that the heavenly family is ruthless, but it is not only the heavenly family that is ruthless? The mother left early, and the father, in the past ten or nearly twenty years, has seen only a handful of times. No matter how thick the blood is than water, it will become as light as water after infinite dilution over time.

And there are some things that Xue Qinghan cares about very much, and he has always had a hard time.

Besides, what are you doing when you go back to that place? Besides, the other two half-brothers are not as simple as Xue Qingxuan, and the smell of fireworks hidden under the smile of family affection is very boring.

Xue Qinghan didn't have much interest in the position of the Snow King, he had never felt that a successor who was restricted everywhere could be as happy as the pioneer?

"Second brother, have you already broken through to the Dao God Realm?" As if remembering something, Xue Qingxuan asked curiously.

"It's not that easy, it's a little bit worse. Xue Qinghan shook his head.

"It's a little worse, that means it's fast, right?" Xue Qingxuan's voice was filled with joy, "Not long ago, my brother showed off in front of me, and in order to say something, he will be able to enter the Dao God Realm immediately, second brother, you must break through faster than him, and when the time comes... Hee-hee-hee..."

"Your brother will be if he finds out. ”

"Cut, who cares about him, he actually showed off in front of me, he stinks so much, he should be deflated, and his face must have been wonderful at that time. As she spoke, two small dimples appeared at the corners of Xue Qingxuan's mouth, and her eyes curved into crescent moons.

Xue Qingxuan's brother is different from Xue Qinghan, that is her brother of the same parents, Xue Qingying, the third son of the Snow King's Mansion who is only a few months younger than Xue Qinghan. I guess that guy will be even more depressed when he knows that his sister wants him to be deflated.

Cultivation begins with the introduction of spiritual energy into the body, the spiritual realm, the Xuan realm, the soul casting realm, the open source realm, and the Taoist god realm are unified into one realm...... Xue Qinghan is now in the open source realm, casting a Dao platform for the Dao God.

In terms of his age, this kind of cultivation is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, thinking about the second son of the Snow King, one of the four kings of the Northern Wilderness Empire, how rich the cultivation resources of the Snow King's Mansion are, compared to ordinary people, the cultivation conditions are naturally incomparable to others, not to mention that the talent once shook the entire Snow King's Mansion. It's only been nearly ten years of practicing outside, and it's gradually forgotten.

"Speaking of which, second brother, why did you come back suddenly? I had to go to Taixuanzong to look for you before, but I haven't seen you come back. ”

"I felt bored after staying in Taixuanzong for a long time, so I came back to take a look. Xue Qinghan replied, a slight ripple in his eyes, but it dissipated in an instant, and Xue Qingxuan didn't notice it.

Moreover, Xue Qinghan has come back every year, but not to see anyone, just to see that tomb.

"Second brother, the snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier, why don't we go back?"

Xue Qinghan glanced at the sky and nodded: "Then let's go back, I will also go back to the Snow King's Mansion in two days, and you will go back with me then, don't run around anymore." ”

"Got it, I'm not a child, will I get lost?"

"It's not like I haven't been lost......

"Yes, second brother, you can't wronged me. ”

“......”

At night, the snowflakes still don't stop, but it makes the whole world look extremely clean, only the rustle of snowflakes falling, and everything is silent.

Xue Qinghan stood under the eaves, reaching out to catch the pieces of crystal, his eyes were hazy like a little starlight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Not far behind Xue Qinghan, a figure stood there quietly, with a soft green silk hanging down, and the white dress was spotless. A pair of cold eyes looked at the handsome young man in white under the eaves, and then looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky.

Snow, beautiful, but also cold, but also appropriate, snow cold, only beautiful, like angels withered pieces of feathers.