Sixteen years ago, on that evening in early winter, Mei Xue still remembered what happened that day.

It was a cold, cold winter, and the snow was scattered in the dusk sky, and he was left alone on the side of the road covered in blood.

For him at that time, it seemed that there were only two colors left in the entire world, pure white and bright blood red, and he was located at the intersection of snow and blood, and the entire world was blank.

What is I, where I came from, and where am I going?

For what, will it be such a view?

For nothing, there is only boundless loneliness and coldness.

It is very strange for a baby who has just opened his eyes to think like this, but for him, at the moment he opens his eyes, he seems to instinctively understand many things that should not be known by the baby.

Dangerous, he is dangerous, such cold temperatures, such bad weather, he will soon die, either frozen to death or starved to death.

I wanted to struggle, I wanted to do something, but I couldn't do anything, I couldn't even speak, my mind was blank, and I could only feel that the breath of my life was constantly passing.

At that time, the plum blossoms that fell from the sky saved his life, and the fragrant plum blossoms brought life, warmth, water and food.

In this way, in the cold snow and the blood of the battlefield, he lived for an hour, two hours, and then waited for hope in the twilight hour.

According to legend, at dusk, when the sun sets, the yang energy dissipates, and the yin energy is pervasive, which is the beginning of the **** of the demons and monsters, and this moment is also known as the moment of the devil.

Even mortals had the opportunity to witness all kinds of ghosts at this point in time, and in the blood on the edge of the battlefield, he had already seen those ghosts and ghosts that had risen from the battlefield.

It was a battlefield ghost that was blind to death, a cannibal ghost creature turned into countless grievances, especially those monks who were very powerful in life, and it was easy to become this kind of thing after death.

These ghosts and ghosts immediately found him alive, and then, as if they saw some delicious food, they rushed to him as a baby.

They are ghosts born on the battlefield, monsters that instinctively chase blood. In their eyes, the little baby full of aura is their favorite sacrifice, and not eating it is simply a violent thing.

Anyway, this little baby is abandoned on the edge of this kind of battlefield, even if they don't do anything, it's a dead end, and they can't be wrong to taste it.

Of course, it is only natural that he accidentally overexerts a little force when he tastes it, tearing his limbs and sucking his brains completely clean.

If it weren't for the little aura emitted by that plum tree to protect him, I'm afraid he would have been eaten up by these ghosts in the blink of an eye.

But this plum tree is not the spirit of heaven and earth, just an ordinary plum tree with some spirituality, as the color of dusk continues to deepen, its little guardian spiritual power is constantly shrinking, and it will soon become precarious.

Then, he saw and saw a figure walking slowly from a distance, she had long cyan hair and eyes, a majestic tall figure, slender legs, wearing a slightly plain white armor, and a gentle face like a girl next door gave people a sense of reassurance.

However, in contrast to the gentle face of the girl next door, she has a pair of huge breasts that can be called murder weapons, and probably all men will be attracted by the pair of firm and beautiful breasts that do not fall at all at first sight, and they can't extricate themselves.

The moment she appeared, the ghosts and spirits on the entire battlefield suddenly went crazy, just like seeing a wild dog like a lion and running out of the wolf, and he even saw a few lonely ghosts that were too weak to turn into light smoke not far from her, and their souls were scattered.

However, it was useless, meaningless, no matter whether it was the ghosts and ghosts who were frightened and fled in all directions, or those lonely souls and wild ghosts that had only been born for a short time, they all melted and annihilated like ice and snow under the scorching sun in the momentum she exuded that covered the entire battlefield, and there was not even a single one left.

It's not the gap between lions and wild dogs, it's even bigger, so huge that these ghosts don't qualify to appear in her field of vision.

She didn't even need to make a move, just with momentum, she exterminated all the hoodoo on this battlefield.

At that time, he still couldn't understand what this scene represented, and just by the momentum that he inadvertently exuded, he shocked these dead ghosts to the point of being scattered.

He only knew that when this cyan figure approached him, he felt very warm.

That was the Great Xia Longji, the first woman he saw when he opened his eyes, majestic and dazzling to the point of shining on the entire world.

"What's wrong?" She came to his side like that, picked him up with plum blossoms all over his body, and gently shook his body, dispelling all the darkness and cold for him.

For him, she is the light of life, the warmest color in the world.

"What a poor child, have you been abandoned? Still in this kind of place. She wiped away the plum blossoms and snow for him, took him in her arms, looked at the plum tree that protected him with understanding, and then gave him a name under the plum tree.

"Then from today onwards, your name will be Mei Xue."

The warm embrace is the human body temperature that Mei Xue felt for the first time; That pair of firm and elastic beautiful breasts is the first time Mei Xue knows the beauty and tolerance of women.

That was also the first time Mei Xue felt what it was like to be "happy".

In that cold winter with light snow, he was brought back from the edge of the battlefield by the Great Xia Ryuhime and given a new life.

In Mei Xue's eyes, that figure was as great as a god, gentle, and majestic, forever engraved in his heart, and he could never forget it.

There is no need for more words, the warm embrace, the soft breasts, constitute Mei Xue's most beautiful and romantic imagination of women.

For Mei Xue, that must be the beginning of her first love, and this first love lasted for a very, very long time, almost occupying most of Mei Xue's sixteen years of life.

As for Zhilu Dao, she is the strongest person in the strongest country of the seas and mountains, and is known as one of the most terrifying monks in this era of the seas and mountains, and the legend of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Great Xia Dragon Queen, is already a long time later.