No one can tell how long this separation will be, one month, one year, or ten years, cutting immortals is not child's play, and Xiao Jiansheng can't do it with his hands.

In the end, Su Jianning left with a desolate expression, she couldn't change his mind, and she didn't want to change it, this was the most difficult choice in her life.

As a mother, she hopes to be by her child's side every day, but as a mother of a cultivator, she hopes that he will have more experience and tempering in the outside world.

Between family affection and hope, this is an irresolvable contradiction, so she left silently, she still has a lot to do, she and Tu Tielin have already discussed, and the two are ready to build a big yard at the mouth of the mud well, because the child's roots are here, where the child's roots are, their roots are there.

In the end, there were only two people left on the mountain, they were reluctant to hug each other in the snowy world, she loved the snow, and had seen enough of the most beautiful snow in this life, but this beauty stabbed her heart, because he wanted to go away for this beautiful snow, and he didn't know when to return.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, to the point where it obscured the view, and although neither of them wanted to be separated, time was running out. At this moment, helplessness and sadness are tightly bothering this Zhao Lingxue, he is about to leave, she is a little unsure of how to say goodbye, she also knows that this separation is of great significance, so she is suddenly a little overwhelmed, she looked at him stupidly, and said a little sneeringly: "Promise me, come back alive, otherwise I will hate you indefinitely." ”

Xiao Jianchang exhaled a cold breath, looked at Zhao Lingxue, who was frozen in front of him, nodded and smiled: "Yes, no one in this world has a stronger desire to survive than me." ”

Zhao Lingxue pouted and said, "Who wouldn't brag." ”

Xiao Jiansheng laughed in a low voice: "Because I have the most beautiful lady waiting for Qiongyu, no one can stop me from living, and the sky can't do it." ”

Hearing this, two deep lines of tears slipped down from the corners of Zhao Lingxue's eyes, and she said shyly: "It's not your lady......"

Xiao Jiansheng wiped away Zhao Lingxue's tears, calmly looked at the gray sky, and said with a disdainful smile: "That night ......"

Zhao Lingxue hurriedly covered Xiao Jiansheng's mouth, not allowing him to mention the shameful matter again, and said with a little emotion: "I will often come to take care of my parents, and Wuji Palace will help deal with some things, even if."

The end of the Fa should also be able to last for a while, so you don't have to worry about it, everything will be fine with me......"

Xiao Jiansheng slowly let go of Zhao Lingxue and said in a low voice, "Don't work too hard." ”

Zhao Lingxue nodded vigorously and slowly let go of Xiao Jiansheng's hand.

Xiao Jiansheng sighed, bowed deeply to the location of his grandfather and sister's graves, and then walked towards the snow, but he had just taken a few steps, and suddenly looked back at Zhao Lingxue, who was standing in Chu Chu, and said with a smile: "I'm worried that I've forgotten something." ”

Zhao Lingxue complained: "Look at you, when will you be able to get rid of this so-so problem." ”

"...... now"

Xiao Jiansheng smiled faintly, walked quickly towards Zhao Lingxue, suddenly hugged her tightly into his arms, squinted at her crystal lips, and then kissed her frantically......

......

The world is beautiful because it is colorful, and once the world loses its beautiful color, it will become depressed, and people will feel depressed and sad when they live in a world of one color, but they cannot change this color.

Located in a small town in the former Great Xia Kingdom, there is a painter who hopes to change the color of the world, he has painted the most beautiful colors in the world, but he can't add more color in this snow-white world, so after thinking, he tore up all the sketches in front of the case, and finally smashed the desk, left the town with a paintbrush, and began to sketch in the white wild, his brush is as depressed and crazy as his heart, where the tip of the pen passes, where the ice and snow melt in an instant, but there is a new ice and snow covered it, he is very unwilling, so he is unwilling to paint between heaven and earth day and night, hoping that there is more color in this white world。

There was a stonemason living in the mountains of Daliang Country, and after being suppressed by this monochromatic world, he was also angry, smashed all the carefully carved stone tools, and angrily picked up the chisel and began to chisel the ice several feet deep underground.

In the Fengtian Dynasty, there were also people who left the palace that had depressed him with a sad and angry face, and with a long sword in his hand, he walked towards the whitest place, and the sword was cracked in the ground.

Amazingly, all of a sudden, many people were doing the same thing without discussion, to get rid of the thick ice underground, and to find the soil of the past.

Perhaps they were all fighting against Providence, which angered Providence, not only did not let this monochrome one

The world became richer, but it became more and more serious, and after only three days, countless mountains disappeared from the earth, countless buildings were deeply buried, and countless people could not find the direction of their homes, and froze to death, starved to death, and died of depression......

In short, many, many people died, and the number was still increasing, and at the same time, more and more cultivators began to join the ranks of changing the color of the world, and began an unprecedented battle between people and the heavens, and the cultivators recklessly fought against the will of heaven and earth.

On the fourth day, the heavens were completely furious, and countless huge ice picks suddenly hung down from the heavens, hanging above people's heads like sharp swords.

On the fifth day, the icicles began to fall down, each of which fell like a mountain, smashing countless huge craters on the earth, and everything that had once existed was gone, leaving people with a narrower and narrower living space.

On the sixth day, a woman dressed in a snow-white fur fur came to the north, she stopped in front of the buried palace of the Fengtian Dynasty for a long time, and then ascended to heaven with a desolate color, half a day later, she laid a large net between heaven and earth, this big net is she poured all her spiritual power into the condensation, this big net just formed, it will be infinitely extended, instantly enriched every corner of the world, when this look glows like the sun, the ice pick above the sky finally melted, and the thick ice layer above the earth also began to melt。

It seems that everything is developing in the original direction, and after a few days, the earth finally showed a frost and coldness, and people began to walk out slowly, and began to spread word of mouth, and the spiritual power attached to the big net made them suddenly think of a person, and people began to feel extremely sorry for this person, the spirit master.

In a short period of time, the spiritual power belonging to the spirit lord spread into everyone's body, and they finally felt the love in the cold, and began to chant one after another according to their hearts, chanting can make them fearless of the cold, the threat of providence and death.

A few months later, with this ancient chant, the earth gradually returned to its former color, however, the sky was still gray, the sun still could not provide them with warmth, and they could only rely on that big net, and finally someone realized that temporary life did not mean that the catastrophe was over, and the catastrophe would return, perhaps stronger, so soon a voice spread in people's hearts, and disappointment once again covered the whole world.

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