The surface of the huge lake is frozen, and on this night, it seems particularly deep, like an endless abyss.

He was wearing a long shirt that should not belong to this season, walking on the ice, the wind and snow could not get close to him, and his long figure and graceful steps made him look a little ethereal.

He looked at the scenery from a special angle on the frozen lake, and his expression looked a little intoxicated.

He remembered that Li Qingluo was always afraid of the cold, probably because his daughter's body was a little weak, so in such a cold winter, he hid in the Dust Washing Palace and refused to come out.

He smiled and said to himself: "Sister Huang, who told you to be afraid of the cold, in fact, walking on the surface of the lake with a thick layer of ice in winter has a different feeling, and looking at the scenery from a different angle is also a lot of emotion." ”

His expression darkened: "It's just a pity, you don't have a chance to feel like this anymore." ”

Probably because the ice couldn't bear his weight somewhere, there was a cracking sound from under his feet.

Then the ice sank.

But at this moment, his body was like a light swallow, fluttering up and leaving the ice.

He stood there, in the same position, looking somewhere, for a long, long time.

On the covered bridge, the bloodied boy limped over with his injured leg in tow.

……

……

With the help of the wind, the snowflakes hit the wooden railing of the covered bridge, crackling and making a loud sound.

Guan Kuo hated such a noisy and cold environment, so he frowned.

With the help of his eyesight, he saw Li Zenan standing on the surface of the lake, looking at him very calmly.

The man who looked like a flower was still handsome and charming, and the way he stood there was very beautiful and a little fairy.

He crossed the covered bridge and came to the island in the middle of the lake, looked at each other from afar, and asked, "Why don't you sleep at such a late hour?" ”

Although the wind was howling and his voice had just come out, he disappeared, but Li Zenan still heard it clearly.

Li Zenan looked him up and down carefully with a smile, and asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

Guan Kuo was silent for a long time.

From the fall of the Guanfu, he has gone all the way, from a weak man, to the strongest man now, he has walked so hard, step by step, until he has come here, how can he be sleepy tonight?

"I can't sleep, I want to kill." He replied.

Li Zenan raised his eyebrows: "Me too." ”

"You already knew I was coming?"

"No, I just had a feeling, so I couldn't sleep, and I wanted to come here to see it."

Guan Kuo's gaze became a little terrifying.

"If I kill you today, will you feel remorse for what our butler has done?"

Li Zenan tilted his head, looking very strange.

"Kill and kill, so what?"

Guan Kuo's eyelids jumped.

He knew very well that what Li Zenan said about "kill and kill" did not mean that he killed him Li Zenan, but that he Li Zenan killed so many housekeepers.

He doesn't care, Guan Qinghe, Jin Hualian, he kills and kills, what can he think about? Because before that, he had thought about it and thought about it.

It's like killing Li Xianyue, he's the same.

The eldest princess has disappeared, he feels that he is just a hurried passerby, and he can spend the rest of his life, as for who he has killed in the past, how many people he has killed, so what? He doesn't care.

The hilt of Qin Kill and Dianxue was so piercing because of the cold weather.

Guan Kuo closed his eyes, let his mood gradually soothe, and then opened them again.

He took the knife and walked down the island in the middle of the lake to the middle of the lake.

In addition to a thick layer of ice, the lake is also covered with snow.

But as he stepped on, the ice began to crack, and everywhere he walked, the ice and snow all turned into the lake.

Li Zenan looked at him with a smile all the time, and it didn't seem like he had any intention of making a move.

As the ice continued to collapse, Guan Kuo came to him without any obstacles.

He raised Qin Kill, as if he was about to slap him, and slammed it towards Li Zenan's face.

Li Zenan had no intention of dodging.

He raised his left hand and blocked it with his palm before the Qin Slayer blade could reach his face.

The actions look simple, like two little kids playing a game, and there are no bells and whistles.

But at the moment when Li Zenan's palm collided with Qin Slayer's sword body, there was an earth-shattering sound.

"Boom-"

An invisible wave of air swept through at this moment, and the ice on the surface of the lake was centered on the two people, and it burst apart in a sparse manner, like white broken rain filling the entire sky.

Guan Kuo's body was like a stone thrown out by a trebuchet, flying backwards, smashing the ice under him with a "bang", and his body fell into the lake.

Li Zenan's body "swooped" backwards more than a dozen steps, I don't know if it was because of the impact of Guan Kuo, or because he wanted to avoid the broken ice to prevent himself from falling.

He withdrew his left hand and stared silently at the hole where Guan Kuo had fallen into the lake.

For a long time.

"Click......

"Click, Click......"

……

Thick cracks stretched from afar like thunderbolts of lightning, and finally came to Li Zenan's feet.

Then a sharp knife came up from under the ice.

Li Zenan's sleeves danced wildly, his body fluttered up, and he smashed his palm towards the knife below, and his body retreated quickly.

Guan Kuo's figure suddenly appeared from under the ice, Qin Kill was in front and people were behind, they shot upwards like lightning one after the other, as if they were going to point straight at the sky!

Li Zenan's palm wind collided with Qin Shu, and his body floated higher and farther with the help of his strength, while Guan Kuo turned over in the air when he crossed above the ice, and his body was hit backwards by the force of the opposite side.

His feet stomped on the ice, making a long crack to ease the speed of his retreat.

Eventually, with a slight touch, his body soared upwards and slowly fell.

His whole body was soaked, white gas was spewing from his mouth and nose, his hair was scattered, and he looked very embarrassed.

The breath was running slowly, and the cold water outside the body was being steamed dry, and from a distance, it looked like white smoke.

"Why don't you draw your sword?" His muffled voice rang out.

He went all out and came for revenge, but Li Zenan didn't seem to take him very seriously.

"You can't kill me at all, you don't need a royal dragon to deal with you." Li Zenan smiled.

Guan Kuo was silent for a moment.

"Until the end, there is no conclusion." His eyes fell on Li Zenan's hand from afar, and he saw a knife wound on the other party's middle finger.

"Although I told Xi Yun that you are in charge of the wide, even if you come to kill me, I think you are still a little too anxious, you are obviously not strong enough." Li Zenan's face still has an elegant smile.

"Someone is attacking the city today," Guan Kuo said, "I don't know who they are, but there is a good chance that they will support you as emperor again, and even if they don't, or if they fail, the Southern Wu people will deal with me because of you, so I can only come and kill you now." ”

Li Zenan smiled: "Then come on, let me see how Guan Qinghe's son can play at the top." ”

The snow had stopped, the wind had lightened a lot, and Guan Kuo's clothes had been steamed dry, but the blood stains on them were particularly deep and ugly.

In his first encounter, he realized that Li Zenan's strength was much more than what people rumored to be. He fought all the way through blood, and his body was very damaged, and it was even more difficult to kill Li Zenan than to ascend to the sky.

But that doesn't mean he's going to stop.

He took a step forward, and he was only three zhang away from Li Zenan.

Then swing the knife and slash horizontally.

A golden arc appeared around his body, then grew larger and larger, turning into a golden light that stretched for more than a dozen feet.

The corners of Li Zenan's mouth hooked: "The golden sword qi of the legendary Southern Wu Holy General?" Interesting. ”

The huge gold almost completely enveloped him, and he didn't seem to have much room to dodge.

But his body lay in an uncanny position in mid-air, while at the same time sweeping backwards at great speed.

"Brush—"

The golden light swept dangerously and dangerously across his body, and a strand of hair drifted away.

But before he could adjust his posture, he heard the whistling of a knife.

The tip of the bloody knife was already close to his face.

The wind in his palm was like lightning, and he slashed it with one palm to resist the sharp knife.

"Khooth!"

Dianxue let out a trembling sound, and Guan Kuo's figure was slammed away, and the two knives were stuck in the ice and dragged backwards to ease the force of retreat.

Li Zenan's body fell, he took a few steps back, and then raised his hand to take a look.

I saw that on his right palm, the flesh was torn apart, and blood continued to flow down the wound.

He stared intently for a long time.

Then he smiled at Guan Kuo in the distance and said, "It seems that I have to admit that Guan Qinghe's son does have the power to hurt me." ”

(Happy Singles' Day, don't talk if you have an object)