The picture is very clear, one thing and one scene, which makes Chi Ling'er feel like he is in it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first thing that caught Chi Ling'er's eyes was the snow-capped mountains covered in silver. The mountains are full of cedars, and the thin needles are shy and verdant under the heavy snow.

A graceful woman, in her prime of life, with long hair and a shawl, a glamorous begonia on her forehead, and a snow-white long skirt that perfectly blends with the white snow-capped mountains.

She raised her eyes, her smiling face was full of beauty, and she was peerless, and she beat the Qiongtai fairy.

Suddenly, a burly man with red hair appeared in the picture, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fierce face.

The man had a string of fiery red beads around his neck, and the light of the beads lingered as if it were burning.

"I'll ask you again, do you save it or not!" The red-haired man sharply questioned the young woman.

The corners of the woman's mouth curled with mockery: "If you can find the snow mountain, you should have understood my principles." ”

"Principles?" The redhead snorted disdainfully.

The woman said indifferently: "If you don't save the damned, don't cure the shameless, this is my principle." Unfortunately, you have both. ”

"You're looking for death!" The red-haired man was so angry that he immediately tore the string of fiery beads from his neck and threw it at the woman.

As soon as the beads left his hand, they turned into a burning flame, and the fire grew more and more fierce.

The spirit of the snow-capped mountain is frozen and cold, scorched by fire, how can the snow not melt?

I saw that where the string of fire passed, the snow melted, and the snow water instantly turned into white mist, revealing the charred black earth.

The woman's beautiful eyebrows twisted lightly impatiently, and then her arm was gently raised, and the white sleeves of her shirt drew a delicate curve in the air, and the ice crystal aura flashed, instantly extinguishing the flames brought out by the beads, and reuniting the aura of the snow-capped mountain.

"No one dares to make trouble on my snowy mountain yet." The woman's tone was gentle, as light as a breeze. However, there was a terrifying chill shining in her bright eyes, and just one glance made the red-haired man tremble.

Involuntarily shrunk his neck, and the red-haired man bluffed: "Since I dare to come, I am not afraid of life and death." I'm not even afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of you? ”

It was precisely these words that quietly revealed the fear in his heart.

The woman smiled lightly, smiling lightly: "If you don't go up to the snow mountain, you can still survive for half a load." Now it seems that your time of death is near. ”

When the words fell, she gently recited a mantra in her mouth, and the delicate red begonia at the center of her eyebrows shot out, and in the begonia flower, a crystal bead emitted a white light.

Isn't that what an ice spirit bead is?

The red-haired man was swallowed by the strong light of the Ice Spirit Bead, and before he died, he left a spell with a prophetic meaning: "You think you have won? Once I die, no one will be able to unlock the seal of the Fire Pill, and you will forever forget your most important thing, your lover, the snow mountain you regard as your life, and how to open the Ice Spirit Bead. ”

With that, the red-haired man tried his best to throw the burning beads at the woman.

The bead leaped away and creepingly crept into her head.

The woman immediately cast a spell to get the bead out, but it was too late. A sharp pain in her head almost consumed her will.

When the red-haired man saw this, he laughed wildly, and the laughter echoed on the top of the snowy mountain for a long time.

In order to unlock the sealed brain, the woman tried to rescue the red-haired man who was injured by herself.

Unexpectedly, the red-haired man was disillusioned at this time.

As soon as the red-haired man died, the woman soon felt a great change in her body. The head is deep, and the memory is fading rapidly.

While her consciousness was not completely blurred, she used her fingertips as a knife and her aura was penned, and carved a few words in the air: If the sky is not extinguished, the snow is lovely.