The beautiful love that almost everyone knew in the past is unfolding her mysterious veil in front of the ink dye little by little.

White Frost Dye, as the highest point of power in the Sky City of the Oracle Continent, was admired and envied by everyone.

Since birth, she has been regarded as a god with clear blue eyes and silver hair, and she has been blessed with the power of clear sky blue since she was a child, and she is also gifted, and she has achieved admirable strength at a young age.

In the Oracle Continent, the name of hoarfrost dyeing is known to almost all women and children.

In the Oracle Continent, the Sky City is the closest place to the Divine Realm in the human world, where it connects the passage from the human world to the Divine Realm, and the key to the passage is the white frost dye.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the white frost is naturally an ordinary person, with the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people, she has obtained some folk scripts from Ziyan countless times, and the beautiful or miserable love in it makes her yearn for it.

As we all know, the priestess and saints of Sky City will not easily leave Sky City, and naturally they will not be able to contact anything in the outside world.

And all the little hoarfrost dye knows is to guess everything in the outside world from a letter paper, a kite, or a mask brought by a friend.

Until, the little white frost began to try to connect with the divine realm, and she wanted to use the power of the gods to get out of the city that imprisoned her.

Even though she is talented, but how can the two worlds of man and god be opened by a human being, for this reason, Bai Shuang Dye used all her strength, she learned the forbidden technique, which is a kind of power to stimulate the bloodline, but if she is not careful, the muscles and veins will be broken and she will die.

Perhaps it was because God was in love with the white frost, she survived, and successfully opened a gap at the junction of the two worlds of man and god.

And the dragon god Mo Linyuan also met the white frost dye for the first time from there.

The dragon god is an idle job, and Mo Linyuan is also a god who doesn't like to meddle in things, but by chance, he passed by and felt that the seal of the two worlds of man and god seemed to be loosened, so he went to check, but it happened that he encountered white frost.

At that time, the white frost under Mo Linyuan's eyes, the petite and flawless face with the size of the palm, the skin that can be broken by blowing, the delicate facial features have the clearest dark blue eyes like a clear sky, and the most beautiful silver flowing long hair that makes people jealous.

The weak body exudes this faint fragrance of flowers, wearing an ivory white long skirt with colorful cherry blossoms, covered with a mat gauze inlaid with gold and silver filigree embroidered with colorful cherry blossoms, her hair is like half a chrysanthemum, and the peach blossom is carefully pasted on her forehead, which makes her face even more pale, with cherry lips and phoenix eyes, and sideburns like clouds. On both sides, there are two pinched gold wire hollow feather hairpins, and each feather is decorated with a string of white pearls, which is both extravagant and unassuming.

The pink forehead is crystal clear, and a little fragrant sweat is dripping out due to excessive power consumption, as if the scorching peach blossoms are stained with gentle water droplets. The porcelain-white cheeks were a little pale, but they were still dyed red, and even the budding red lotus was not as shy and timid as its color. A little red lips are afraid of cold, and gently exhale soft white gas, and the bright red lips add a bit of beauty. The most charming thing is the pair of crystal-like eyes, and the dark pupils are incomparable to the depth of the demon sky.

It can also be called the moon with a beard like a light cloud, and the snow like a flowing wind.

Bai Shuangran's eyes were slightly stunned at this moment, and her red lips were lightly calming her breath, and she was also exploring Mo Linyuan.

He has a face that seems to be finely sculpted, a handsome, beautiful nose and a cherry blossom-like lip color. The corners of his lips were perfectly curved, and he seemed to have a smile at all times, but that smile seemed to be detached and indifferent. He is long and elegant, and a black and gold shining ring on his hand shows extraordinary nobility, and the whole person has a natural noble and extraordinary atmosphere.

Nearly seven feet tall, on the thin side, wearing a purple-gold robe embroidered with dragon patterns, and a glossy silk cream white cardigan back. The robe was turned upside down and tucked into the white jade belt around his waist, and he wore black jade leather boots on his feet. The jet-black hair was neatly combed on the top of the head, nestled in a delicate white jade crown, and a lilac silk crown hung from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot was tied on the lower forehead. Purple clothes and black hair, clothes and hair are fluttering and elegant, not tied or tied, and slight

Slightly fluttering, lined with a figure hanging in mid-air, like a god descending into the world.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light.

The body is dignified and the appearance is dignified. A pair of eyes shot cold stars, and the two curved eyebrows were like paint. The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand invincibles.

For some reason, the heart stained by the hoarfrost seemed to be kneaded lightly and heavily, and then he withdrew his gaze.

The two met like that, and it was logical that the two fell in love.

Under the blue sky, among the peach blossom petals in the sky, the two agreed for life.

Unfortunately, the love of man and God is not exempt from disaster.

Finally, the East Window incident occurred, and the two worlds of man and god were furious, the human world thought that the priest and saint were sacred and could not have love, and the divine world believed that the filthy human beings would pollute their bloodline, but the ridiculous thing was that the divine world still could not leave the human beings they hated.

The pursuit of the two worlds of man and god began, and the two began to flee all the way, with the help of Yi Ziyan, the two were never found until the god realm released a word, if the two did not appear again, they would be punished by the human world.

Helplessly, the two finally appeared, and Bai Shuangran chose to protect the human world with death, she said to Mo Linyuan: "Linyuan, I love you, but the price should not be the entire human world." ”

White Frost Dye tried to use her life to appease the anger of the two worlds of man and god, but she didn't know that what the selfish god wanted was not only her life, but also the life of the dragon god Mo Linyuan.

Mo Linyuan tried his best to prevent the tragedy from happening, but he didn't know that a long sword quenched with poison enough to kill the gods was about to sink into his heart.

At the last moment, White Frost Dye hugged Mo Linyuan tightly into his arms and blocked the fatal blow.

In the end, the priestess saintess White Frost Dye fell, and after the dragon god Mo Lin Yuan opened the killing ring, the body with White Frost Dye disappeared, and the memory of ink dyeing also disappeared here.

Ink dyeing is the reincarnation of white frost dyeing, and Baili Chenyuan is the reincarnation of Mo Linyuan.

Mo Ran came back to her senses, and the tears on her cheeks had already flowed wantonly, it turned out that her Chen Yuan had been with her thousands of years ago.

In her previous life, she died for him, and although she died nine times, she especially did not regret it.

"In this life, none of these things will happen again."

Ink Dye secretly made up his mind, the war was imminent, his memory was revived, and even the blue of the clear sky hidden in his body in his previous life with ink dyeing began to recover, and Ink Dye's body exuded a faint blue light, and the blue eyes became more and more clear and bright, exuding a faint light.

At this moment, the ink dyeing is not just the ink dyeing, she is carrying the strength and memory of the white frost dyeing, = also with the unique pride and evil of the ink dyeing, the ink dyeing at this moment has almost undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Divine Venerable Level 3, very good."

Mo Ran stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, his eyes looked not far away, big brother, our battle is about to begin.

"Dye....... Everything is ready. ”

Baili Chenyuan approached from outside the door and hugged the ink dye into his arms, but in an instant, he found that the ink dye was wrong, and the aura on his body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

"Dye'er, what's wrong?"

Baili Chenyuan looked at the ink dye, a little puzzled.

"Chen Yuan, our fate seems to have been destined a long time ago, this time, I will not let the past repeat itself, this time, we all have to survive."

Mo Ran turned around and hugged Baili Chenyuan tightly, holding back all the tears in the corners of his eyes, that memory was too painful, and that ending was something that Mo Ran didn't want to see no matter what.

"Okay, we'll all live."

Baili Chenyuan hugged the ink dye back and whispered in her ear.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go."

Mo Ran got up from Baili Chenyuan's embrace and walked out slowly.

In three years, the ink-dyed skin was not exposed to sunlight for a long time, showing an abnormal whiteness, but it had a different kind of beauty.

The outside world is glaring

The sunlight made Mo Dye stretch out his hand to shield it, and after a while, it eased up, and Mo Dye opened his eyes, and almost all familiar people appeared in front of him.

Chi Yan, Lan Xi, Nian Ling Yu, Ghost Face Rakshasa, Nine Tails, Lan Luoyi, Xia Muyao, Yan Yan, Wu Shengyue........

Even Yan Zixun and Mo Yueli were standing not far away, looking at Mo Ran with a smile.

"Congratulations."

Everyone didn't send out their thoughts.

"Thank you, we are already standing here, for this last battle, we can only win, not lose, I will do my best, but I also need you."

The ink-dyed voice was soft, but unusually firm.

"We've been there."

"yes, we won't leave you."

"Dye, you protect us, we are your back."

The words spoken by that familiar voice made Mo Ran's heart rise warm, Baili Chenyuan had been preparing for this battle for a long time, almost everyone had arrived, plus the four major families, the momentum was huge.

"Let's go here, target, Bones Underworld."

Mo Ran jumped up and landed firmly on Nian Lingyu's back, leading everyone towards the darkest place in the southeast corner.

"Lord God, Mo Dye has gathered a large number of people and is coming here."

Above the gloomy hall, a man in black knelt on one knee and said respectfully to the young man on the main seat who looked unreal.

"Go prepare, I've been waiting for this battle for more than ten years, hahahaha........"

The young man on the main seat smiled maniacally, and the huge brim of his hat slipped down, revealing the boy's eyebrows.

He has a face that seems to be finely sculpted, a handsome, beautiful nose and a cherry blossom-like lip color.

It's just that the young man's scarlet eyes flickered with an evil and crazy light, and the familiar gentle cheeks were full of darkness at the moment, it was Mo Zhiyi's face.

"Mo Dye, Mo clan, Baili clan, how many years, my revenge is finally going to have a result......."

Mo Zhiyi lowered his eyes, the bottom of his eyes was rare gentleness, he stood up, turned around and approached a secret room behind him, the door of the secret room slowly opened, revealing the whole picture.

It was a room full of flowers, and there were even a few peach trees planted in the corner, and the pink petals fluttered on the ground, and some of the petals actually fell into the transparent crystal coffin in the center.

The transparent crystal coffin lay quietly in the flowers, in the coffin, there was a beautiful woman, the woman looked serene, her hands folded in her lower abdomen, as if she was asleep, a few peach blossom petals fell on her hair, quite secret.

Mo Zhiyi slowly walked to the coffin and looked at the woman in the coffin with a gentle look that he had never seen before.

The woman's elegant jade face seemed to be outlined with light plum blossom makeup, and the original clear and beautiful face was no longer the immature youth that Mo Zhiyi was familiar with, but showed a trace of charm, seducing the soul.

If the original appearance was like a fairy, but now it is like a fairy who has fallen into the dust and stained with a trace of dust, and the man suddenly loses his soul, even if he closes his eyes, he can still imagine how bright and bright those eyes are when they are opened.

Dressed in a golden gauze robe, the silk white robe inside is looming, the waist is gently held with a light blue soft yarn of Jicui Mountain, slightly powdered, a black hair is hanging down the thin waist, the hair is chic and chic, the light and slow cloud temples are inserted with an amethyst moonless magnolia hairpin, and the neck is hung with a delicate and transparent string, wearing a lilac cardigan dress, embroidered with a beaded brocade, covered with a jade-colored smoke and silver silk light gauze shirt, lined with a moon-white slightly pink water lily short waist undergarment, and the waist is gently held by a Jicuishan light blue soft yarn.

Mo Zhiyi stroked the woman's cheek in fascination and said softly.

"Frost, Frost, your daughter is coming, will you be happy?"