The bitter cold of winter lingers in this far north all year round, but it does not imprison the galloping footsteps of these people who live in this land all year round, and several tall royal horses chase each other on the vast ice fields that have not changed for thousands of years, like a flock of butterflies that have broken their cocoons, enjoying the largest entertainment of the royal family every year - winter hunting.

Not far from them was a team of logistical horses, each loaded with prey symbolizing victory, and the leaders were brightly dressed, apparently having long since lost interest in hunting, but thought that horse racing was more interesting.

When the sun's lukewarm light shone on the face of a man riding a snow-white horse, everyone showed a look of deference and admiration, his upright posture and peerless handsome face, so that everyone had an unreal and illusory feeling, as if a god descended from the sky, born with noble glory.

"Your Majesty, do you want to have a try?" The young commander of the royal guard on the side took two steps forward and asked.

The king, who had originally regarded the annual hunt as a task, gave him a look of refusal very listlessly.

At this time, when I looked at the king riding a white horse, I finally felt that there was a trace of fireworks in the world, not so high, and there was no god-like illusory feeling.

The king turned his head and asked loudly behind him: "Nandian, yesterday I received a report of the border battle, the army of the Eastern Xia Emperor has invaded the border again, maybe there will be a war in my Qingzhiyue Kingdom soon......"

A black-maned horse slowly approached the king's side with graceful steps, and immediately sat a man covered in a wide robe, the man was wearing a mask on his face, and a muffled voice came from behind the mask, "Your Majesty, this time the Eastern Xia Emperor will be defeated." ”

"Oh? This is...... Q: What does the horoscope say? The king waved his hand, and all the people who had been with him restrained the horse's hooves with all the familiarity, except for the black-maned horse that came up with him.

"Yes." The black-maned horse stopped at the king's side, and the man's answer was firm and powerful.

On this continent surrounded by the sea, there have been constant battles for a hundred years, and the two most powerful countries have been in turmoil, and since the new king of the Qingzhiyue Kingdom in the north ascended the throne, and there was a mysterious astrological priest to help, the situation on the entire continent began to reverse, and the original undefeated Eastern Xia Kingdom was defeated and retreated, and even the old monarch could not escape the fate of defeat, and a few months ago, the old monarch was seriously injured in a war, and died not long after.

The old monarch left suddenly, and the heirs naturally started a fierce battle for the throne, and unexpectedly, in the end, it was the most famous general of the war god in the country who won the supreme position.

As soon as this new monarch ascended the throne, he waved his army north, and at once set foot on the twelve southern provinces of the Blue Moon Country, and approached the capital of the extreme north step by step.

There is no summer in the Blue Moon Country, only autumn and winter, and the cold winter will last for most of the year, and one-third of the houses in the country are buried underground, so that the imperial city of the Extreme Northern Capital does not look magnificent, and the only one that is completely built on the ground is the Temple of the Stars.

The owner of the temple is the high priest who has used astrology to help the Qingzhiyue country many times, and has the upper hand in the war, and few people in the country know the name of the high priest, and it is not even certain whether he is a man or a woman behind his mask.

When no one is around, he will call her by her name - Nanshan.

The High Priest would not shy away from matching the king's name, and she called him, Azuki.

Nanshan was not good at horseback riding, and after a day of hunting, she felt very tired, so she soaked her whole body in the closed and dark bath, and finally showed a very happy expression.

"Nanshan, can this king come in?" Qingyue asked, standing by the door with a large white bath towel in her hand.

"I smell the fragrance of fat powder on your body through the door...... Nanshan snorted and replied in disgust.

She didn't say let him in, nor did she say she wouldn't let him in, so Qingyue no longer shy away from it, and directly pushed the door in.

The first thing I saw was the snow-white shoulders of Nanshan exposed above the water, and the white air was almost transparent under the dense heat, like a white crystal buried in the depths of the snow-capped mountains that was never stained with dust.

But his face did not show any obscene or uneasy expression, and in the same way, the one who was soaked in the water was not flustered, and Qingyue sat down on the dry stone next to her and waited for her, while putting the bath towel in his hand on the shelf by the bath, so that the two were just separated by the shelf at both ends, and there was a bath towel to cover it, and no one could see the other.

"Hiding from me again? Those beauties in the harem don't have to serve today? Nanshan made a splash and asked with a smile.

"Okay, okay, endless......" Qingyue seemed a little upset, sighed deeply, and said, "What do you say about the astrological signs this time?" Do I need to go to the battlefield in person? ”

"Yes." Nanshan restrained his smile and gently spit out a word.

"Sure enough, I heard that the new monarch also drove the expedition this time...... Annoying? Two generations of monarchs are like ducks running to the front line of the border, don't they have to deal with state affairs? I just want to fight all day long......"

"That's why I'm willing to help you, and when you win one day, there will be no wars and no killings in this world."

Qingyue heard the sound of rustling clothes from the other side of the shelf, the divine robe was wide and heavy, and it was very difficult to wear layer by layer, and after a while, Nanshan walked out from behind the shelf, his face was a little red after taking a bath, and his hair was wet and scattered.

Between those jet-black hairs, Qingyue saw a few strands of gray hair that were a little piercing, he was startled, hurriedly walked over and grabbed her hands, turned them over and looked at her palms.

"You...... Your palm print ......" Qingyue was speechless for a while, he suddenly raised his head again, counted the scattered white clockwork carefully, and said angrily: "Why are there more?" You ......"

"I'm fine, compared to the leakage of heaven as the book says, I'm just a few gray hairs and a few fewer palm prints, and it's not in the way." Nanshan withdrew his hands, and his eyes were crystal clear.

"Didn't you say that you will no longer use the technique of the Origin Forbidden Spectrum to do astrology!" Qingyue was a little annoyed, "If you can only know those fates if you hurt yourself, I'd rather be confused, this time, I will arrange it myself, you ...... Let's stay in Dadu. ”

After speaking, Qingyue walked out of the dark side hall with the anger on her face that had not yet faded, leaving Nanshan standing in place with a lonely face, she reached out and stroked a tuft of white silk hair, and remembered the dreams that often accompanied her.

In the dream, she and Qingyue practiced together in an immortal mountain, an ethereal scene.

Behind them, there stood a tall man with an unrecognizable face, combing his hair in a simple bun, holding a long sword in his hand, the sword body was transparent and dazzling, but the blood flowing in the sword body could be faintly seen.

Qingyue was helping her carry the colorful mushrooms in the basket, and her mouth was reading: "Poisonous, not poisonous...... Delicious ...... Poisonous...... Bad ......"

She turned back to the tall figure and smiled, and shouted, "Senior brother, is it okay to cook mushroom soup tonight?" ”

The figure didn't respond, and there was no expression, and suddenly, Nanshan felt a murderous aura condense around his body, and then looked at the figure, but saw the figure raise his hand and point at her chest, approaching step by step.

"Second Senior Brother! Second senior brother, save me! Nanshan shouted, but Qingyue, who was squatting on the side, didn't seem to hear at all, and was still picking the mushrooms in the basket by herself.

"Don't come here! Who are you! You're not a big brother! Who are you! ”

In the empty room, Nanshan's frightened cries echoed, but only the cold air circulating around answered her, and she had that dream again.

Who is the man in the dream?

Senior brother, second senior brother, who is it?

Who is she?

Was it really as simple as asking the High Priest of the Star Temple?

Wiping a handful of cold sweat on her forehead, Nanshan stroked her restless heart, and there was a sour pain in the depths of her heart, but her yin had already woken up from the nightmare, why......

Why did she feel like she was sinking deeper into the nightmare?