The cyan firelight danced in Bai Chen's white eyes.

"Track down the Grey Warrior now, and be sure to capture the soul of the night sky!"

"Yes, High Priest."

A thin, short, slender man replied respectfully.

Ice! Everywhere there was white ice that shimmered with a cold light, and the glaciers were frozen in snow.

Lonely on the snow-covered mountainside stands a simple two-story villa.

The interior of the villa is also very simple, with little furnishings in the entire hall, except for a few small sofas and a square coffee table in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Looks like there's going to be another blizzard." The ordinary-looking girl sitting by the fire frowned and looked at the impermeable snow outside the window, and said in disgust.

"We can't go down again today."

"Why are you in a hurry to go back, Xiaofei. Isn't life here much quieter than the hustle and bustle of the city? The young man sitting on the sofa said with a smile.

He has grayish-black eyes that are quite bright, and when he shows a slightly flirtatious smile, the color of the eyes becomes darker and flashes with an uninhibited light.

"I can't imagine that you, a playboy who has been indulging in the lights all day, would say such a thing." The girl who called Xiaofei sneered.

"I really don't understand why Grandpa wants to live in this cold and snowy place." Xiao Fei said with a twisted eyebrow.

"He's a withdrawn old man." The man smiled, "If we don't visit him often, maybe we won't be left with a cent of his fortune." ”

"Whew......" At this time, a faint long howl suddenly sounded in the distance.

Xiao Fei's expression changed. Be...... Wolf......

The young man's face was also a little pale.

Suddenly there was a manic barking of dogs outside the door.

"Grandpa is back." Xiao Fei was visibly relieved.

But the dog barked more and more intensely, but no one walked in.

The young man hesitated, "I'll take a look." ”

He stood up and walked to the door, opened it, and the wind swept in the snowflakes at once.

The snow is so big that you can barely open your eyes.

The young man looked around as hard as he could, but there was neither his grandfather nor his dog.

Suddenly, his foot stepped on something.

He subconsciously looked at his feet, and a chill ran through his body.

It's a bitten bloodhound!

"They're all dead!" The old man's voice rang out in grief. A silver-haired old man emerges from the snowstorm.

The old man's face twitched constantly.

"What's wrong with you?" The young man noticed the abnormality of the old man.

The old man had fallen to the ground.

The young man was startled and tried to lift him up.

He suddenly felt something enter his body, and his head was dizzy and he fell into the snow.

The snow showed no signs of stopping, but only became more violent as night fell, and the howling wind and the blizzard kept creaking against the old house.

Xiao Fei looked at the heavy snow fluttering outside the window, and the impermeable snow completely blinded people's vision.

The barking of the dogs stopped, and the howling of wolves in the snow faded into obscurity. For a moment, the room was unusually silent.

Xiao Fei could almost hear the pounding of his heart.

Suddenly, she felt someone standing behind her, and just as she tried to turn around, she felt empty of her brain and lost consciousness.

She gazed intently at the sea of golden flowers, a milky white house standing alone under the deep blue clear sky, in the brilliant sea of flowers, it looked like a castle in a fairy tale.

This is the illusion, the illusion he has planted, or perhaps the illusion in her heart. She held the sword in her hand, the blood in her eyes flowed from the sword, she could not see anything, but she could see it clearly.

She finally found him, or rather, he found her. He loved her, from the first time he saw her.

He could not forget her silky body beneath him, her arms and legs supple around him, what he had recalled in his mind countless times, and what his heart longed for so deeply.

When their bodies joined together, he knew that her longing was as deep as his.

He led her into the illusion he had planted, and he wanted to keep her with him forever!

She's here for revenge! But when he stood in front of her, her hands trembled, she thought she hated him to the core, and she thought that she would hunt him down without hesitation.......

The sword was in her hand, he was in front of him, he loved her, she knew he loved her, but she had to kill him!

They just stared at each other like that, the sea of golden flowers, the clear blue sky, if he was an ordinary person, if he hadn't killed humans...... But there is no if, if he dies, or if she dies, she would rather be her!

The sword in her hand hung down weakly, she loved him so much, but the blood of hatred on the sword was flowing, Xuan Yu summoned the sword of hatred, she controlled it or it controlled her!

"Xuanyi!" A soft call came from the air.

Luo Lan finally raised her heavy eyelids, and her vision gradually became clear.

She saw a man, he may be very young, or he may not be young anymore, his delicate face has a pair of eyes as clear as the clear sky, at this moment his eyes are staring at Luo Lan for a moment, his eyes are full of affection, piled up thousands of years of thoughts.

When Luo Lan saw him, she suddenly couldn't breathe, and her heart suddenly hurt, so painful......

The golden flowers are shining brightly, and the blue rivers are shining blue, clear, pure and quiet. The night sky waited quietly for Xuanyi, he loved her so much, and he would rather give up the ghost clan for her,

Xuan Qi came from the golden flowers, her face as miserable as white paper.

"Your eyes?" The night sky looked at Xuan Yu in surprise, but her originally clear and beautiful eyes were gray.

"It's my eyes." Xuan Yu had an extra sword in his hand, and blood flowed from the sword. Because of hatred, Xuan Qi lost those beautiful eyes, she couldn't see him, and she wouldn't be confused by him anymore.

"There can only be one alive between you and me!" Xuan Yu is cold and ruthless.

The beautiful illusion vanished, the sky was covered with blood-red clouds, and the piles of white skeletons were burning with blood-red flowers. This is a road of no return to death! day lily

The sword in Xuan Yu's hand skyrocketed, and the resentful momentum was unstoppable! The night sky couldn't avoid Xuan's hateful blow, and Xuan's sword pierced his heart.

The meadow by the lake is no longer the green ** stream it once was, and the couples who used to walk intimately on the grass have also disappeared in the past.

It seems that only nostalgia remains, he stares at Xuan Yu sadly, what he doesn't want to leave in his heart is just nostalgia, just a shadow of love.

Because he met Xuan, he had human feelings.

His clear eyes were gray and dim, and his bones and flesh were gradually turning to ashes......

Two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed from Xuanyu's blind eyes, if there is an afterlife...... The sword in Xuan's hand pierced deep into his heart......

Luo Lan's heart became more and more painful.

"You're finally back with me, Xuanyu." This strange man with a pair of eyes as clear as a clear sky stared at Luo Lan affectionately.

The other soul was in turmoil in the depths of Luo Lan's soul.

She is not Luo Lan, definitely not Luo Lan.

She loved the night sky, and she had fallen deeply in love with him thousands of years ago.

His hand caressed Luo Lan's cheek. His hand touching her skin was so cold, like Mo Xiu's hand...... Mo Xiu! The name flashed through Luo Lan's mind.

Luo Lan felt the night sky kissing her cheek, "No! She refused in a trance, she couldn't ...... with him

"Night sky!" With a sigh of intoxication, her arms wrapped around the night sky.

She is his, he is also hers, and now, without scruples, she can be with him freely......

Sen Leng's blade was reflected in Mo Xiu's cold black eyes.

"This knife was originally made from the extremely cold qi at the top of the snow peak and gathered all its energy, it was extremely sharp, and the bone and blood of the resentful spirits integrated into the evil spirit lake increased its strength even more. As long as the patriarch feeds it with human blood every day, it is believed that it will soon be able to compete with the sword of fire. ”

This is a woman who does not know her age, you can say that she is old, you can say that she is young, you can think that she is ugly, but she is delicate and sensual, and it seems that she can be sad for a fallen petal, for a dead butterfly.

Although her eyes are full of vicissitudes, there is a hint of charm, and her delicate nose and thin lips vaguely show the elegance of the past.

"I hope so." Mo Xiu's hand slid over the blade. Instantly, black blood slowly flowed from his fingertips.

"Patriarch!" The woman watched in amazement as black blood dripped from the cold white blade.

Xiao Fei Muran stood in the dense snow.

She threw Luo Lan into the lake of evil spirits, but rescued her.

Because the soul of the night sky survives because of the woman he loves, and she lives for the night sky.

"Quack......" A piercing quack suddenly sounded in the sky.

Xiao Fei's face changed, and she looked into the air, where a huge black crow was hovering high in the snow.

"You have nowhere to run, Grey!"

A low, thin black boy appeared in the snow.

"Black Well!" Gray looked at the black thin boy coldly.

"It's better to follow me back to the ghost clan to be punished by the patriarch."

"You're no match for me." Gray and vigilant.

"Then give it a try!" Kuroi's eyes are fierce. His razor-sharp nails stabbed Gray with lightning speed.

Grey quickly turned around to dodge Kuroi's hard blow.

Kuroi's face was full of anger, and his nails instantly turned into a thick black and blue, and he was more urgent and ruthless at Gray Se.

Gray dodged left and right, she was already trapped under Kuroi's knife-sharp nails.

"Hmm!" With a low howl, Kuroi suddenly staggered back.

Kuroi's shoulder blade was pierced with a bloody hole.

Black blood dripped from the sharp fingers of the gray serpent.

Kuroi stared at Grey fiercely, and suddenly he smiled and let out a whistling whistle, and the huge crow rushed towards Grey with great speed from the sky, its steel hook-like claws grabbing at Grey with ferocity.

A cold light from the gray finger slashed straight at the crow, and the crow quickly avoided the edge in fear and flew into the sky.

At this moment, a barely visible silver light flashed, "Uh! Suddenly, Gray's neck seemed to be strangled by something.

"Bondage!" A cool sound came from the snow.