The waterfall in the valley outside the city splashed, and when I looked closely, there was a girl in white sitting under the waterfall, her clothes were wet, her hair was sticking to her face, her brows were deeply wrinkled, her lips were pale, and her expression was painful.

Trying to adjust her breath, the coldness of the splash could give her a little clarity, and suddenly, her face was twisted, covering her chest, and a large mouthful of blood spit out. She felt desperate and amused: she couldn't taste the blood, and was she going to run out of blood in her body so soon?

The body washed by the waterfall gradually became cold, and the consciousness gradually blurred, but the internal force was exhausted, but it was still invincible to the strength of the blood spirit in the body, and finally it was unable to hold on and fainted.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a white snow around me, even the sky was white, and from time to time a few snowflakes fell, as if on the top of a snow-capped mountain, in addition to the snow around, it was a black rock, piled up in the snow, and it became as cold and desolate as snow. Lou Wange was strange, she only had a thin dress on her, but she didn't feel cold on this snowy day, and patted her head, as if she didn't feel any pain - how did she come here?

She stood up and looked around for a way out, but suddenly heard a burst of laughter, and she wondered:

"Who?"

The laughter did not answer, but continued to laugh, she searched around to no avail, looked up at the cliff not far in front of her, as if there was something, and flew up the cliff with her breath, but was amazed by the sight before her:

A cold plum tree in the ice and snow, the bright red flowers bloom bewitchingly, the flowers compete for fragrance, in this white world, the plum tree has become the only color and life, the beauty is breathtaking.

Involuntarily approaching the plum tree, she reached out to touch the branch, only to feel the cold, and withdrew her hand. She couldn't think of where this was, she was still in the waterfall outside the city, and she would come here, but the real feeling was telling her: it wasn't a dream—

"Hahaha-" The laughter suddenly rang out again, but it was getting closer and closer to her.

Feeling someone tap her on the shoulder, she turned around, but she was instantly frightened and sat on the ground, in front of her, the woman wrapped in a red robe, with loose hair and a pale face, actually looked the same as herself-

"Hahaha," the woman laughed even more maniacally, "so your guts are so small, don't be afraid, come, get up." ”

Picking up Lou Wange, who was stunned, the red-robed woman pointed to the plum tree in front of her: "No, this is the soul tree of the blood spirit, after the death of the blood spirit of the past dynasties, the soul will attach to the tree and bloom red plums," suddenly paused, and her eyes fell straight on Lou Wange: "But soon, you will also be there-"

Finally relieved, Lou Wange glanced at the tree, then looked at the red-robed woman and asked, "Who are you?" Where is this? Why did you bring me here? ”

"Who am I, you ask?" The woman was amused: "Don't you even know yourself?" I'm you, and as for why I brought you here—it's because you're so disobedient that you have to fight against the fate of your own blood spirit, do you think you'll defeat the blood spirit? Hahaha......" In another burst of laughter, the woman disappeared in front of her, and suddenly, the light snowflakes in the sky began to fly wantonly, like a snowflake storm, the soft snowflakes were like sharp ice blades at this time, circling and flying in the air, scraping on Lou Wange's bare skin from time to time, drawing blood marks, she couldn't dodge, only ran in the direction of the tree, at this time the laughter became more and more, more and more crazy, like a spell tightly trapped her brain and heart, so that she couldn't breathe and couldn't be confused, One stumbled and fell to the ground, and when he raised his eyes, he realized that the plum tree had moved.

The plum tree kept swinging in the heavy snow, and as the frequency of the swing became faster and faster, the petals fell from the tree, and the snowflakes danced in the air, and when the petals fell from the tree, the wind and snow stopped violently, and the petals lost the wind, and all of them fell in the snow, spreading into a fragrant place.

Another suddenly, all the falling plum petals turned into a woman in red, looking at Lou Wange and laughing in the snow. She knew that these were the blood spirits of the past, and the mother—looking up expectantly in a crowd of red—

"What? Looking for your mother? A blood spirit saw her intention and mocked: "Your mother actually used a blood sacrifice for you, this is a taboo for blood spirits, she has long been gone, and she is not worthy of being here." Don't look for it in vain. ”

Her heart sank violently, she only lowered her head and silently said to her mother, and raised her eyes again to stare at these people in front of her: "I will never become a blood spirit, never." ”

"That's not up to you, look at your current appearance, even if your mother used a blood sacrifice, your master has tried his best, but it's a pity - what will they think when they see you now?"

Hearing her mother and master, her memories were opened again, and those painful and desperate memories filled her brain for a while, and she shed tears sadly, shaking her head incessantly: "I won't listen to you, it's just fantasy, it's not true." Holding his head, which was about to explode, he squatted on the ground and struggled in pain.

"You struggle, the more you struggle, the stronger the blood spirit becomes, hahaha-" Laughter after laughter, she looked up and saw that everything had changed back to the way it had been, and the plum tree was still standing upright, heading towards the snow.

"Ahh