This trip to the extremely cold place, the old place is revisited, but the things are not people.

Mo Qinglan stood at the door of the igloo, watching Mo Chen's figure disappear in the wind and snow, and stopped for a long time.

She made a decision.

After riding the deer, he went to find Mei Xiaogui and brought her into the igloo.

"It's been more than ten years, but I think you can still recognize it." Mo Qinglan pointed to the old man with a mask on the bed, his body was gradually getting colder, and frost slowly appeared on his body, such a scene was really weird.

Mei Xiaogui took off the mask tremblingly, and the old man's pale face appeared in front of the two.

White hair shawl, thick eyebrows, handsome nose, thin lips slightly pursed, those tightly closed eyes as if they were just asleep, the fine lines around the corners of the eyes stretched, so peaceful, leisurely and unbridled.

"It's him, she said he died of a serious illness in the Netherworld Forest, but she didn't expect to be here all along." Mei Xiaogui trembled all over, her eyes stared at the person on the bed for a moment, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Although Mo Qinglan had already guessed his identity, his heart was still touched when he saw this familiar face. Ye Changqing once said that he was very much like his father, the Void Emperor, so much so that Ye Shuangqi sometimes recognized him as the Void Emperor. At that time, Mo Qinglan didn't believe it, but now, he has to believe it.

"Only Ye Shuangqian knows the truth back then, but the Void Emperor hasn't gone out for so many years, I think there are also reasons for him. Although the terrain of the extremely cold land is complicated, it will not be able to trap him. ”

Mo Qinglan took the mask from Mei Xiaozhui's hand and put it on the face of the Void Emperor again, with a faint expression.

Whether it is disheartened or atonement, only the Void Emperor himself who is lying here knows.

"I don't know whether to hate or laugh." A smile tugged at the corner of Mei Xiaogui's mouth, but then disappeared. She slumped her shoulders and walked out lonely.

The person on the bed was covered in frost, and soon an ice sculpture was formed, and the surrounding objects were gradually climbing up the frost, approaching the living person with a terrifying coldness.

Mo Qinglan took a deep look at the Void Emperor, the person in the ice sculpture was no different from ordinary people except for her pale face, her brows furrowed very quickly, and then caught up with Mei Xiaogui and ran out with her quickly.

At the moment when they stood outside the igloo, before they could breathe a sigh, they heard a dull sound behind them, only to see the huge and heavy icicles hanging down, directly sealing the entrance of the igloo.

A generation of emperors has been sleeping in the extremely cold place.

The surroundings were quiet, and the queen deer waited quietly with the king of the little deer and the rest of the deer, until the door was sealed, and the queen deer let out a low sound.

The low voice, with mourning and remembrance.

All the deer roared, and the snow in the air became even more fierce.

Mei Xiaogui covered her face, let tears flow down her fingers, bit her lip, and cried silently.

"Big brother of change, I feel so sad." Mei Xiaogui sobbed.

Mo Qinglan looked at the heavy snow in the air like salt, thinking that Mei Xiaogui was still immersed in the grief of her parents being harmed by Ye Shuangqi and Emperor Xu, and the clansmen were all wiped out, she wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say.

But her next sentence made Mo Qinglan's heart flutter.

"Brother Changqing will never see his father again, how happy he should be to know that the Void Emperor is still alive. But, but, no chance. ”

"Your evergreen brother is probably in the gentle township now, and he can't miss it. It's ridiculous how sad you are. ”

Mo Qinglan's face turned cold, and he was unhappy.

As if feeling Mo Qinglan's unhappiness, all the deer queens stopped whispering and looked at her respectfully.

"No, big brother of change, you don't understand. If Brother Changqing knew about what she had done, he would not have let these tragedies happen. ”

Mei Xiaozhu's hands were clenched, and her eyes were firm.

"yes, you think he doesn't know?" Mo Qinglan sneered, and there was boundless coldness in his eyes.

Ye Changqing, hehe...... So far, there are still people defending you, and you are really beautiful in disguise!

He ...... I haven't had time to know yet. Tears welled up in Mei Xiaogui's eyes again.

Regarding Mei Xiaozhui's remarks, Mo Qinglan was irritable when she heard it, thinking that she was theorizing with a little girl who didn't know anything, and time would prove everything.

Thinking of this, Mo Qinglan stopped talking more, and the things that should be done here have been done, and it was time for them to leave.

But where did the ink dust go?

He hadn't been seen since he left the igloo.

Thinking of Mo Chen's good and bad physical condition at that time, Mo Qinglan was a little uneasy.

"I'm going to find Mochen, we'll meet here in a moment, it's time for us to leave." Mo Qinglan said and walked into the snow.

The little deer king hurriedly followed.

It's just that everywhere is white, and the visibility is very low at night, where to find the figure of ink dust?

Mo Qinglan walked aimlessly in the snow, while thinking back to the scene of the conversation between Mo Chen and the Void Emperor in the igloo.

The two met.

It can be seen that Mochen seems to have been looking for the Void Emperor.

The Void Emperor didn't seem to want to see the ink dust.

There is a huge age difference between the two, and it is completely the identity of the elder and the junior.

According to what Mourning Glass had said before, Mochen had always grown up in the Shadowless Valley before, and this was the first time he had come out of the Valley.

So how did they meet?

Moreover, the feeling of seeing each other......

Mo Qinglan's mind was confused, but his heart was surprisingly sober.

There is an answer in the heart, with a thin layer of cicada wings on it, just waiting for an opportunity to uncover it......

At this moment, her trouser legs were bitten by the Little Deer King and couldn't move forward, Mo Qinglan looked down at the Little Deer King, showing an inquiring expression.

I saw the little deer king raising his head and raising his head, his front feet restlessly stepping on the snow on the ground.

Mo Qinglan squinted and fixed his eyes in the direction indicated by the Little Deer King, only to see that not far ahead, a thin snowman was in a kneeling posture.

Mo Qinglan secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly ran over, reaching out to touch the snow face.

That snowman was none other than Modust, who had disappeared for a long time.

I don't know how long he has been kneeling in the snow, his body is covered with snow, and he looks like a snowman from a distance.

There was blood on the snow on his chest and even around his knees, and he knelt there, motionless, obviously from his injuries and freezing cold.

"Ink Dust, Ink Dust!" Mo Qinglan shouted loudly, and hurriedly wiped the snow off his face with both hands. The quiet eyebrows and eyes were hung with ice, and Mo Qinglan was fiddling, and the coldness was piercing.

on the head, on the shoulders, on the body, on the hands......

But the snow fell ruthlessly on Mo Chen's body, and it couldn't be cleaned, as if mocking Mo Qinglan's useless work.

The biting coldness rushed from the bottom of her heart to the limbs, Mo Qinglan's heart was in turmoil, she knelt in front of Mo Chen, hugged Mo Chen tightly in her arms, and said fiercely:

"Bai Mochen, you are not allowed to die, I am not allowed to die of you!"