"The light of the day was obscured by the moon. ~With~Dream~Small~Say~щ~Suimеng~Lā"

"When the white sky is covered with night."

"When the battle begins."

"When young princesses and princes go into battle."

"When everything is no longer as elegant as poetry."

"Then there will be a sea of blood overturning."

"Desolate and snow-white bones are intertwined like a net."

On the ice gorge, the red-haired boy sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, singing an old song.

The ice wind blew his hair like a fiery red flame, Qixia smiled, and opened his mouth to outline a shallow arc: "Do you feel that this song is very compatible with us." ”

Ao Xuehua sat quietly on the other side of the Ice Gorge, opposite Qixia Gorge, her hands clasped around her knees, her head hooked and waiting for the results below.

Originally, such a weak action was not suitable for our proud president, but when she made this action, everything was as natural as a lotus flower in the moonlight.

It's just that the night is so dark, so dark that you can't see the face of the person opposite.

So naturally there will be no moonshine.

Ao Xuehua has a quiet and sad that can hardly be seen in the past.

"I don't like it." The president of the funeral snow spoke, his voice was calm and low, and he did not have the pride and confidence of his usual days.

"I've never liked sad songs like this."

Qixia smiled and continued: "Just like you don't like butterflies? ”

"That's why the president is so strong?"

Ao Xuehua shook her head.

"That's not right."

"It's because I've become so strong that I tolerate that I can be beautiful."

"But none of us is powerless against fate." Qixia smiled where Ao Xuehua couldn't see, and her smile was a little bitter: "In the face of fate, we are all fragile and beautiful butterflies. ”

"Those invisible threads connect us to each other, forming a huge and desperate web, only when we run head-on, only the saints are qualified to see the silk threads called fate, see their veins and textures, so that they can stand calmly outside the giant web and quietly watch the desperate and frightened expressions of the butterflies wrapped in silk cocoons, and then watch them be sucked dry by the spider of death.

"Just like this moment, even though we are sitting here, as teenagers, we have the power to make the world tremble."

"But we don't know if we'll survive this cold night."

Ao Xuehua raised her eyebrows, and her sharp eyes were like a sword in the dark: "You regret it." “

"Never." Qixia's low laughter slowly came from the darkness.

"It's just fun."

"It's amazing that I'm so selfish to follow you crazy people."

Lan Che's voice slowly sounded in the darkness.

They were also listening to the conversation between the two giants, only to speak at this time.

"Will they hold on?"

Shi Feng replied quietly, "It's not whether you can hold it or not." “

The young man's voice was always indifferent and cold: "It must be held." “

Ao Xuehua nodded lightly.

"Yes."

"As the strongest group among us."

"They don't have a second option."

~……

……

Ge Sheng fights in the dark.

The darkness had extended and lengthened in his hand, turning into a golden sword, and the warm golden light helped him see the abbot's land in front of him clearly.

On this deathly dark, icy snowy night, everything in sight is the enemy.

It's not like Ge Sheng has never fought Warcraft.

But he had never fought such a crazy Warcraft.

An existence that doesn't do any defense, ignores any attacks, and only wants to tear the enemy in front of him to pieces.

Ge Sheng has never seen it, and he no longer wants kendo in this life.

Those crazy monsters, even if they are chopped into cold salads, and their intestines and organs slip out of their abdomen like skin, the remaining consciousness will still make the monsters desperately pounce on you with the front half of their bodies, only eager to bite even a small piece of flesh.

The sky was so dark, and the dimming light was so unstable, so in the process of wielding, Ge Sheng judged the enemy's position by pure wind sound.

Thankfully, this is also a compulsory course in the Thousand Tribulations cultivation.

Ge Sheng calmly retracted his sword, and then stabbed straight out, and the forward beast was pierced through the skull by a sword—this attack was the most effective, but the timing was not so easy to grasp.

It's just that such a stab will bring more flaws.

Just as the snow wolf who took the opportunity to attack himself from the left waited.

Ge Sheng bit his lip, and the long sword turned slightly, gently jamming the skull of the demonic beast in order to fix the opponent's body on the sword.

Then, when he swung his sword and swept it, it was an incomparably heavy warhammer that Ge Sheng would never have wielded without the power of a thousand eons.

The sneaking snow wolf was swept by the waist and slammed into the ice wall behind it, the sound of bones shattering sounded like fried beans, but Ge Sheng didn't have the slightest time to breathe.

Because the third beast had already pounced in front of him.

Ge Sheng's free left hand slowly surfaced with blue light, and that hand did not hesitate to meet the opponent's open teeth, the icy freezing air instantly frozen all its muscles and bones, and then the heavy punches came one after another, shattering the opponent's bones that had become fragile due to the severe cold, causing it to scatter and tear apart.

In just a moment, Ge Sheng used his sword skills, strength, and magic to the extreme, if he changed to a second existence of the same level as him, then I am afraid that Xu Sheng would be devoured by demonic beasts.

However, this kind of battle that exploits its own potential to the extreme can only speed up the pace of killing a little.

Ge Sheng clearly understood that if he continued to consume like this, he would not be able to support the end of the scheduled time of two hours.

"Don't fight like this." Mo Xiaojing's quiet words came from ahead.

Obviously, the other party was in front, and he was receiving the impact of the demonic beast that was a hundred times more violent, but he still had time to observe Ge Sheng's battle and make suggestions, which showed that the strength of this president was much stronger than what he showed.

"The so-called fight is to hit the opponent's softest abdomen with the hardest fist, and use the sharpest blade to cut those loose gaps."

"Learn to calculate your every ounce of strength like a businessman."

"Learn to get the most out of the least effort."

"Learn to gamble, but more importantly, learn to protect yourself."

"Because on the battlefield, only oneself can be relied on and can be trusted infinitely."

Saying this, Ge Sheng felt that his burden was instantly lightened a lot.

The other party increased his defenses, and more demonic beasts were intercepted at his place, allowing Ge Sheng to adjust his fighting style according to his suggestions.

It's just that Ge Sheng never understood.

How he did it.