"Whew! Call! "The cold north wind swept over the desolation of the land, and the biting cold wind carried large snowflakes down on the earth, and the white earth covered everything.

The goose-feather-like snow turned the world into pure white.

.........

It was snowing, and in the early hours of this morning, it snowed heavily, and the sudden snow instantly turned the entire Chang'an into white.

The snow kept falling and the wind was blowing.

In the wilderness hundreds of miles outside Chang'an City, there was no longer a single figure in sight.

It was too cold, and the cold and biting cold wind was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting people's skin, making it impossible for people to stay in the snow for a long time.

The old people couldn't help but sigh and said: "How many years, Chang'an has not seen such a big snow for many years." ”

Liu Che in Weiyang Palace also sighed and said to himself, "How many years, how many years have I not seen such heavy snow." ”

The sudden heavy snow made the heavens and the earth silent, and everything was silent.

The cold world is no longer suitable for human existence.

But in the endless wind and snow, a stumbling figure appeared.

.......

The bloody bare feet stepped on the cold white snow, leaving a bloody footprint when they landed.

He walked step by step, step by step in the snowstorm, the blizzard wind froze his face into a ball, his eyebrows were covered with thick snow frost, and his lips had long been frozen to blue and purple.

But he didn't seem to feel anything, he still walked step by step, dragging the coffin behind him, dragging the young man lying on it, walking in the snowstorm.

Barefoot, bleeding from his feet, in fact, not only his feet, but his whole body was bleeding, and the blood seemed to flow endlessly, flowing out of his body.

It is indeed inexhaustible, because at this moment he is in a very wonderful state, not an immortal, but also an immortal.

Heavenly Punishment destroyed his immortal body and completely split him off the immortal position, but he did not die, but still retained a trace of weak cultivation, and there was also a trace of mana in his body that was absorbing power, restoring his injured body, and allowing him to continue to live.

This is the aftermath of that curse.

Mana absorbs power and heals wounded bodies? What other power can be drawn?

It's nothing more than the essence of your own life.

Now he is overdrawing his life, and the blood that keeps flowing out of his body is his lifespan.

........

On the white earth, a long trail of blood was sprinkled.

Dragging the coffin behind him, he walked step by step, struggling through the blizzard, and from time to time a few hoarse whispers came from his mouth, which was the trilling sound of the cold wind freezing his throat.

The coffin behind him was stolen from a coffin shop, probably the best coffin there, he put him in, and then found a bundle of hemp rope and tied it firmly to the coffin.

He said he was going to take him home, and he would do it.

Behind him, in the coffin of the fine Nanmu, lay a young man with a pale face who had long been out of breath.

The young man was very handsome and handsome, but his face was covered with blood, and he was still wearing the tattered red armor, and the blood stains on his torso had long since turned dark red.

The long lid on the coffin was removed by him, because from time to time he had to look back and look at the young man lying in the coffin behind him, and only when he saw him could his heart relax and continue to walk step by step.

The wind and snow blew on the lifeless face of the young man in the coffin, and his brows were also covered with a thick layer of snow and frost, but he looked very comfortable lying in the coffin, as if he was asleep.

"Step." The bloody bare feet stepped on the white snow, and the slightest trace of blood stained the white snow a dazzling bright red, and the blood kept flowing, and the wound gradually decayed, and a disgusting abscess flowed out.

Pulling the hemp rope in his hand and dragging the coffin behind him, Huang Xiaowei walked step by step, his body swaying.

Looking up at the boundless wind and snow in front of him, the biting cold wind passed through his body like a sharp knife.

Turning his head to look at the young man behind him, he smiled, in the ice and snow, his purple lips trembled lightly and said: "Xiao, Xiaojun, have you seen it, it's snowing, it's snowing, it's still snowing, God knows that you have grievances, and God can't help but cry out for you." ”

The young man lay silently in the coffin, motionless.

"Whew!" The cold wind became more intense, mixed with the heavy snow blowing towards him, the body full of holes was swaying in the wind and snow, and he staggered with his steps, but the hemp rope in his bloody hands refused to relax for a moment.

The rough hemp rope grinded his hands bloody, and even exposed terrifying white bones, it hurt, it hurt, it hurts, and he almost can't feel the existence of his hands.

But he just said that he wouldn't let go of the rope in his hand.

In the wind and snow, he staggered, dragging the hemp rope and dragging the coffin step by step into the distance, to his home where he didn't know.

"Xiaojun, don't be afraid, little viagra will definitely take you home, little viagra will definitely let you see Meng Yao, why don't you go home, why will you go home soon......." Huang Xiaowei knelt on the ground weakly, faced the snowstorm with his head, and said sadly, a little blood beads sprinkled on the white earth.

Raising his head and squinting his eyes, Huang Xiaowei's mind was already in such a terrifying environment of heaven and earth, gradually blurred, his brain was very heavy, and his body was even heavier, the blizzard blew him delirious, and his pupils were illusory.

"No, no, can't fall! I have to stand, I have to take him home, I can't leave him here alone! Take him away, I've got to take him home! With a firm will, Huang Xiaowei stood up from the ground with strong support, dragged the heavy coffin behind him, and continued to walk alone in the wind and snow.

In the whistling north wind, a man's voice sounded in the blizzard.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun, you talk to Xiao Viagra, otherwise Xiao Viagra is too tired, I'm afraid you won't be able to ........ I can't take you home. Huang Xiaowei, who was delirious, began to talk to himself, and began to chat with the young man behind him who could no longer speak.

"Whew! Call! Between heaven and earth, the sound of wind and snow became louder and louder, blowing his faint voice in all directions.

Weakly tugged at the hemp rope in his hand, and put his shoulder on the hemp rope, so that he could also relax, even if the left shoulder was ....... It has long been ground by hemp rope to a bloody blur.

"Xiaojun, are you waking up, can you say a few words to Little Viagra, now Little Viagra wants to hear your voice very much."

"I know, little viagra knows, you are tired and don't want to talk anymore, little viagra, little viagra doesn't force you, but you ....... But can't you just let little viagra listen to your voice? Tired, who is not tired, I am also tired. He fell to the ground in the blizzard.

Blood poured out all over his body, staining the snow extremely dazzlingly.

"No, I can't walk, it's really ....... I can't walk anymore. ”

He buried his head in the snow and laughed miserably, "I can't walk, I can't walk........ But no, I have to keep going, I have to take him home, I can't leave him here alone. ”

On the ground swept by the snowstorm, a person lay on the ground, dragging the coffin behind him, dragging the young man in the coffin, stretched out his bloody hand with difficulty, and crawled forward little by little.

"Xiaojun, your little viagra is tired, your little viagra is also tired, you said Wan'er is gone, Lao Cao is also fast, after Lao Cao leaves, the next one is Lao Liu, and now even you are ....... Little Viagra is tired, so tired. ”

"Little Viagra is dying, little viagra is going to ...... I can't hold it anymore. ”

His body has long been covered by the blizzard, but he is still crawling little by little, dragging the coffin behind him slowly, covered by the blizzard, he looks like a snow-white worm, slowly squirming his body in the wind and snow.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun, you hurry, you hurry up and talk to little viagra, little viagra is a little sleepy, I feel like my brain is going to fall asleep, come, let's talk, let's have a good chat." Motionless, he lay on his stomach in the wind and snow, and a faint sound came from his mouth.

The relentless cold wind was still raging on his body, and the goose feather snow fell on him mercilessly.

Climb also....... I can't climb anymore.

"Xiaojun, you don't regret it after you talk about it, do you tell me that if you leave with little viagra earlier, will there be so many things? No, it's wrong, you can't leave at all, this thing seems to be called historical inevitability, and what kind of fate, hehe, what a cruel thing. ”

"Huh, hey? Can't you say a word with me, otherwise I'm really going to fall asleep, and you really can't go home, think about home, think about your home, someone is waiting for us, Xiaotian, Ling Wei, and Xiaoying are all waiting for their Xiaojun brother to come home and play with them. ”

Covered by the blizzard, he raised his head, and his illusory eyes appeared, and at this moment, his face covered with wind and frost actually revealed a warm attachment.

"Xiaojun, do you smell it? It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, this is the aroma of your Xiaoqing's cooking, do you see it, Brother Ying is here, Lao Meng is also here, Lao Cao and Lao Liu are all here, you see, they are standing at the door of the house and beckoning to them, let them go home and eat quickly. ”

The head had long been buried deep below by the blizzard, and the only echoes in the heavens and the earth were his weak and trembling voice.

"Xiaojun, are you secretly playing again*? Our ...... You've blown a big hole into our house again. ”

"Xiaojun, are you, are you fighting with people again? Look at it, everyone is coming to the door, and your little viagra has to pretend to be a grandson again. ”

The young man in the coffin remained motionless, and he could no longer hear these caring reprimands.

"Xiaojun, let's go, don't sleep, go home, why don't you go home, Meng Yao is waiting for you, Meng Yao is waiting for you to get married in a wedding dress, look at how beautiful she is, look at how happy she smiles."

"Hehe, I saw it, little viagra saw you, well, very handsome, you look so handsome when you get married, little viagra to remember, to remember your appearance."

Falling in the blizzard, his weather-covered face was full of satisfaction, with a warm smile, and in those bright eyes, pictures appeared one after another, one after another...... Images that exist only in the imagination.

Huang Xiaowei saw it and saw the future of his dreams.

"Oh, yes, it's really good, a group of people live happily together, never separated, if this is true....... How nice it really is. ”

The heavy eyelids lit up again and again, and the smile on his face gradually froze, "Smack." "The struggling head eventually falls.

The wind blows and the blizzard sweeps.

He was covered by a blizzard, and he was buried in a thick snowstorm.

The earth turned white.

In the bitter cold north wind, a faint voice sounded softly from the wind and snow.

"Xiaojun, go home, let's ....... Went home. ”