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At night, in the heavy snow, despite the wind and snow, you can always see a few figures quickly passing through the sky. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info also, after all, such weather, if you don't come out to feel it, how do you know what kind of atmosphere it is?

It seems to merge with the white world in this way, the glutinous white clothes are crossed, the snowflakes retreat, and the heaven and the earth are discolored.

Crimson reached out and brushed the hair that was blown into her eyes by the wind, but a snowflake fluttered into her eyes again.

There is a chilly feeling.

The crimson figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, allowing the snowflakes in his eye sockets to melt, cross the corners of his eyes, and slide down his cheeks.

The valley ahead was so silent, but from time to time frightened birds rushed out of the dense forest valley, so calm and yet so unpeaceful.

Crimson looked at it steadily, never moving.

But the moment they stopped, they had already ushered in the Shengyan and the Night Star, after the baptism of wind and snow, the two of them were even more outstanding, and in this snowy night, the figures of the three were peerless.

"I always don't want adults to be alone these days, but now there is something that makes adults worry about it, and Shengyan feels that it can be ......"

"No need, you two can wait here. I'll go back as soon as I go. Crimson stretched out her hand to cover Shengyan's shoulders, and the dark lines on it were not as smooth as satin, but they were like a stable space that was reassuring.

A wisp of ink-colored figure floated by, standing firmly in front of Crimson, the corners of Crimson lips raised slightly: "Star, maybe you can start counting now, how many snowflakes have fallen in this radius of ten miles." ”

"It's so boring, Nightstar still likes to be in the limelight, so ......" The end of the words was no longer audible, because his figure had already flown towards the distant valley like an arrow from the string.

Crimson looked at the disappearing figure, and shook her head helplessly, but she also had the intention of reaching out to block it from beginning to end.

Seeing this now, the corners of Shengyan's lips raised slightly, leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand to raise his crimson right hand, and said softly: "Right now, Shengyan also has to follow suit." ”

The corners of her crimson lips pursed slightly, and she said, "It seems that I am usually a little too ......"

"Let's go, don't talk anymore, be careful of the wind and snow." Sheng Yan ignored her and continued, and then took Crimson Hand and slid quickly towards the valley like a meteor.

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The moon hanging in the sky has slowly risen into the middle of the sky, and the mellow and miserable white moonlight, although it has never shone on the earth, but in this night, it has touched the hearts of some people.

It was only the fire, which burned in the snow, on the snow, which burned the elves and burned the emptiness.

The man in the black cloak, despite his presence in the snow, was still hidden in the darkness, and now he folded his hands and said something in his mouth.

The other cowardly man, who only knew that he was hunched up, was hunched over and stood aside, waiting for the black-cloaked man's orders.

And the more than ten black-clothed men who surrounded the pile of mortal fires around them were as if they had grown in the darkness in the first place, motionless, as if they were vacuum.

On the ground beside him lay a lifeless corpse, with a pale and cold face, tightly closed eyes, and the miserable whiteness that seemed to have no blood marked how tortured he had died.

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Silent, indeed silent, Yue'er finally climbed into the hollow, it was silent.

But at this moment, a string tightened in the heart of the man in the black cloak, and he saw that as soon as he raised his hands towards the corpse, the corpse slowly moved towards the pile of mortal fire. All fire is supreme, and although no refined fire has been refined, it is the purest and purest fire, which can scorch everything, and all things can pass away forever under its swaying form.

And now, the body is on the verge of ruin.

Tremble in the balance!

A red ribbon seemed to be sent from the sky, and suddenly flew from the night to the corpse that was about to be put on the mortal fire, only to see that as soon as the restraints around the corpse were loosened, the corpse immediately flew in another direction, rushed out of the encirclement, and was immediately firmly caught by the flying night star.

"Huh?!"

The man in the black cloak suddenly became angry, and looked up in the direction where the ribbon was floating, only to see that a white figure slowly stepped out of it in an instant, as if it had fallen from the sky, and it looked like a demon breeding from the shadows.

Crimson stepped on the snow, and in a moment his body spun, he landed firmly opposite the man in the black cloak.

In an instant, the coercion belonging to the superior immediately made all the men in black feel their souls tremble.

Like an endless abyss, like an unfathomable endless void.

The man in the black cloak slowly moved backwards, and although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel the heavy atmosphere around him at the moment.

In an instant, the man waved his hands, and the black-clothed men around him all threw themselves uncontrollably towards the crimson and holy faces in the middle, followed by panicked shouts. And the initiator moved slightly, as if he was about to fall into darkness again, and disappeared.

In a moment, the holy face surrounded by the crowd, his figure was like a shuttle, like a line of qi through the gap in the crowd, flying straight towards the black-cloaked man, and the next moment, he had already intercepted his retreat.

"Aren't adults going to practice divine skills? Why do you want to escape? Are we not allowed to watch? The corners of Sheng Yan's lips were slightly raised, and the words he spit out were extremely gentle, as if he was gossiping. It's just that his firm posture has already expressed his persistence. In this situation, he will never allow anyone to escape!

"Humph! Where did the children come from? Dare to be presumptuous in front of the Lord! The man in the black cloak was only shocked by crimson, but now he was so provoked by a young generation who was almost the same as his own ability, and his heart was definitely not good at this moment.

was despised for his age, and Sheng Yan also understated it, but instead opened his mouth and stabbed: "It's true that it's not as old as adults, but I don't know how long adults die?" ”

"Child! Tongue-in-cheek! The man in the black cloak clenched his fists, and his whole body was full of evil.

Suddenly remembering the chuckle, the man in the black cloak looked back, but saw the body of the man in black scattered all over the ground behind him, and the contemptuous crimson who was laughing at the moment.

"I always thought that Yan was the most gentle, but I didn't know that I also had such a tongue, I really saw it." The corners of her crimson lips were slightly raised, as if she was very happy.

The holy face is not felt, and it is still the appearance of the cloud and the breeze.

"Adults go against the sky, how can they cower in face? Don't you see no one? ”

The night star on the side was not to be outdone, and even choked him straight.

The night breeze was cold for a moment, and the snowflakes around were a little condensed.

The hands of the black-cloaked man were clenched, making a creaking sound, and the miasma around his body swelled, as if he was wrapped in black mist.

"I wonder what you're going to do?" The black-cloaked man contorted his voice, apparently asking Crimson.

"Giggles, what are you doing?" The crimson eyebrows were raised, and he looked straight at him, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Of course it's a robbery!" ”

"You!" The man was clearly angry.

Nightstar leaned the rescued body against the trunk of a tree beside him, and then flicked the crystal clear buttons on his wrists, and his eyes swept straight towards the man through thousands of snowflakes.

Although Sheng Yan was smiling, the slaughter and darkness that stretched outward from the depths of his eyes were menacing, as if he had swallowed everything.