A specially prepared gift.

Xiao Yang was very curious, and opened the gourd at the signal of the girl Xue Qiao, and suddenly a faint fragrance permeated the room, and unconsciously it had soaked every corner of the entire house.

An intoxicating scent.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath, squinted his eyes and felt the really charming fragrance, for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to appear in a fairyland, and he shook his mind for a while, before he returned to normal, and sighed, "Good fragrant wine." ”

That's right, Xiao Yang concluded that this must be a special kind of wine.

The girl Xue Qiao chuckled lightly and took a cup, "Wine for heroes, Teng, this is what I specially prepared for you...... Drunken immortals. ”

Gourd wine, glow-in-the-dark glass.

Jia Yao is like a Qiong Pond, and the jade-like cool feeling permeates out.

Xiao Yang couldn't suppress the pain of the wine worm in his heart, and immediately drank all of it.

Pupils widened suddenly.

The moment the chilling sensation poured into his throat, it instantly spread to all the veins in his body......

It's so comfortable that it feels like it's fluttering.

Xiao Yang's eyes couldn't help but close, but a fairyland-like picture appeared in front of him, filling every corner of his mind.

Inside the house, the lights were swaying, the fragrance of wine was permeating, and the girl Xue Qiao's eyes fell deeply on Xiao Yang's body, at this moment, Xiao Yang's body was shaking lightly like a rocking boat, and suddenly, his steps staggered, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Xiao Yang was unconscious.

With Xiao Yang's amount of alcohol, there are very few people who may be drunk, but now, a glass, the so-called [Drunken Immortal], has drunk him.

The girl Xue Qiao, her skin is snowy, and her red lips are dripping, like the most beautiful flower on the grassland.

"Drunk immortals, forget the river of love, forget love all night, forget love all night."

She didn't say it, the other name of the drunken fairy ...... [Forgetful River].

A shallow sip is enough to forget the feelings, Xiao Yang now that a cup has fallen, he naturally pours it directly.

In front of the bed of warm nephrite jade, a breeze blew, extinguished the lights, the night was filled, the girl Xue Qiao looked at the snow god Teng with her eyes closed in her eyes, and after a moment, the jade finger was gently untied, and the beautiful bow shackles on her body slipped away quietly, and the clothes gradually fell......

The clothes are all faded, the snow-white skin, and the naked and perfect posture outline the charm of a fairy.

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Xiao Yang had a dream.

He dreamed of himself, lying on the soft bed, the room filled with bursts of intoxicating smell, red lips lightly printed, kissing his face tenderly, with unskilled kissing skills, soft tongue in his mouth to release love.

The fiery bodies were unreservedly close together.

At that moment, Xiao Yang felt as if a fire in his heart had been ignited, and let out a low roar in his throat, turning over and pressing the soft and snowy beautiful skin under him......

And then there's crazy indulgence.

A one-night dream.

After reaching the most lush, Xiao Yang was horrified to find that the beautiful face under him was gradually blurred......

Not only in my own sight, but also in my own heart, blurry and gone......

Drunk fairy, forget the river.

One night of forgetfulness, one night of forgetfulness.

Time only relieves people to be old, does not believe in affection, hates to leave the pavilion, and tears are easy to wake up.

"No!"

Xiao Yang woke up suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up, only then did he realize that he was sitting on a soft bed, his pupils were wide to the extreme, and he looked blankly at the futon covering him......

At this moment, Xiao Yang felt that one of his hearts had been hollowed out, and his memory was lost.

The old autumn wind swept through the maple forest again, but I didn't notice that the most beautiful fallen leaves were missing.

Spring dreams without a trace.

Xiao Yang tried his best to capture it in his mind, but he couldn't remember who the dream he had last night, the woman in the dream.

"Who is it? Is it a dream? Or is it true? Xiao Yang muttered, holding his head tightly with both hands, desperately searching the memories in his mind, and in the fragments of memory, time flowed.

He was chased and killed by the Golden Eyebrow Divine Envoy, and with the help of the Golden Sword Sister, he entered the third realm of the gods.

rescued the snow barbarians and was regarded as the snow god Teng.

In the name of the god Teng, conquer the Forgotten Lands.

……

Found the Divine Heart.

Teng's army dominates the world, and the world is in its chest.

Xiao Yang himself couldn't know the Dao, and in his memory, there was a name missing from the most important name in the past four months...... Snow Joe.

It was as if it had been completely erased from his memory.

After a night of forgetfulness......

Forget your love overnight.

That string of memories seems to have been thrown into the river of forgetfulness and sunk deep at the bottom of the river.

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Xiao Yang's mind sat on the bed as if he was lost, and for a moment, he slowly shook his mind back, crossed his knees, flipped his wrist, and a bright purple prismatic sacred heart appeared in his palm.

Once again, an attempt was made to merge the Divine Heart.

This time, Xiao Yang was pleasantly surprised!

When his divine consciousness diffused and enveloped the Divine Heart, the Divine Heart, which had not reacted at all this time, suddenly burst into a radiant light.

Bright and dazzling, it turned into a streamer in an instant, and rushed directly into Xiao Yang's chest.

Divine Heart, Fusion!

Xiao Yang's heart shook violently, suppressed his strong excitement, and hurriedly united his mind and mind, quietly feeling the process of merging this divine heart.

From the moment of view, only by fusing the Divine Heart can you successfully enter the Fourth Realm of the Divine Spirit!

In the long journey of cultivation, the sacred heart is the most precious in the eyes of all practitioners!

Fusion of the Divine Heart and refining the body of the gods will give you the qualifications to reach a higher peak! After fusing the Divine Heart, it may not necessarily skyrocket in strength, but the body of the gods has many benefits. The most intuitive point is to be able to make your future cultivation path go further!

For example, the pinnacle of immortals is the realm of golden immortals! That is the mortal body of the immortal queen, who can reach the highest strength, in addition, if you want to go further, you must refine the body of a god!

This speaks volumes about the importance of the Divine Heart!

It also further illustrates the innate superiority of the descendants of the gods, who have the blood of the gods in their bodies, and do not need to fuse the divine heart at all.

Purple light slowly filled all parts of his body, and Xiao Yang fell silent as if petrified.

The cold wind was blowing outside, and the cold filled the ice and snow grassland.

The stone tablet that once appeared in the cemetery of the gods seemed to be faintly floating in the air, and the words of the gods were engraved on the stone tablet, and the bottom line was subtle......

"If you can't merge the Divine Heart smoothly, there is only one way. With the blood of God, it arouses the resonance of the Divine Heart. ”

On the snowy mountain, a shadow stood quietly, looking at the snow barbarian land below, muttering softly, and in his hand, a holy white and beautiful snow Qiao flower bloomed.

It had always been like this, silently and obsessively, staring down, into the distant land of the Snow Barbarians.

There was snow falling between the heavens and the earth, and the snowflakes falling on her body had solidified, and her body seemed to be like an ice sculpture, but the only thing that could not freeze was the beautiful snow flower in her hand.

Three days and three nights.

The sun sets down on the grassland, and three gray full moons rise, swaying the light with all its might.

Bang!

Suddenly, the snow barbarian land, dressed in white, broke through the roof, and the figure stood in the air between the three full moons. At this moment, in the entire Snow Barbarian Clan, everyone knelt down towards the dazzling white robe, their eyes were extremely reverent.

"Teng!"

"Teng!"

A magical scene appeared, at this moment, it seemed that in the forgotten place, where there was a full moon shining, the figure of the snow god Teng could be seen. Dazzling as a pearl, his light is stronger than the full moon.

Throughout the Forgotten Land, figures knelt down one after another, pious and fiery.

Xiao Yang's true body was only in the Snow Barbarian Clan, and at this moment, his mind was already immersed in the most advanced stage of merging the Divine Heart, his eyes were tightly closed, and the brilliant purple divine light diffused from his body, shining on the heavens and the earth.

In all directions, bursts of invisible faith power surged like a tide, haunting Xiao Yang on his knees.

Faith converges, new gods come!

On the ice and snow grassland, everyone seemed to feel the difference of this moment, their eyes were fixed on the three full moons in the sky, and gradually, a burst of exciting joy erupted throughout the grassland.

The gray and vague curse below the full moon gradually faded......

The light of the three full moons became brighter and more dazzling.

"Curse...... Curse, gone! ”

"God! God has renewed his favor on the Ice and Snow Meadows! ”

"The land is no longer forgotten."

"Teng Shen! Teng God! Teng God! ”

Cheering to the fullest, waving arms excitedly, singing and dancing wildly, under the bright full moon, hoarsely venting the endless joy in my heart.

On the edge of the sky, the light shines down......

The light is back!

The light is back!

The whole earth, all eyes were raised to the dazzling white body above the Lu, the great snow god Teng, worthy of their worship.

It is the great Teng who let the divine light come back to the earth.

Bow down with reverence, like a tidal wave of faith.

"It worked."

At this moment, Xiao Yang couldn't help but raise his head, at this moment, hundreds of meters above his head, a gate with a flickering divine light slowly opened......

The door to the gods who greeted him was opened!

At the beginning, he got nine ancestral land tokens in Baoli City, and after he came back, Xiao Yang kept one for himself, and handed over the rest to ...... The smile on Xiao Yang's face suddenly froze.

Missing memories.

Ancestral land token, to whom did you hand it over?

Who saved himself when he woke up from the Snow Barbarians?

……

Who is it that accompanies you?

Who saved himself?

Who is it that has given up on himself?

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At this moment, Xiao Yang felt that his memory was incomparably disordered, his whole body trembled involuntarily, his hands hugged his head tightly, and after a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at the divine spirit gate filled with divine light......

He had an extremely strong premonition, and his heart was empty and lost......

Suddenly, Xiao Yang raised his head and roared, his eyes were wide and red, his cold face seemed to be hideous and crazy in an instant, and the roaring sound resounded throughout the ice and snow grassland, echoing in every corner......

"What the hell have I lost?"

"What have you lost?"

"What have you lost?"

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The three full moons in the sky shine with the brightest brilliance for countless years, and the only dim place in the entire ice and snow grassland is in the snow-capped mountains, with an ice-sculpture-like shadow, and the beautiful snow Qiao flower in his hand, in the dark, secretly looking at the light in the distance.

The girl Xue Qiao has tears in the corners of her eyes.