The sun is scorching, and the sky is on fire. The scorching sun was like fire, and the fire of war in the sky was sprinkled at the junction of Donglai and Qining. One side is eyeing each other, and the other side is not giving up an inch of land, and the land of talking about yin projectiles has also become a place for the two countries to fight for this time. The confrontation between the two armies was full of slaughter.

The three kingdoms of Yuehua Continent, Qi Ning, Donglai, and Yueying have become a tripod. The unity of heart it has is already known to passers-by. However, correspondingly, at the junction of the three kingdoms, a huge open space, called the Inabat Desert, has been ignored for thousands of years, and it is a place where the huge land has become ownerless. It was a barren land with no grass and was called the "Sea of Death".

If you are in the sea of death, you can only see that the yellow sand is long, boundless, and the wind blows dust and sand, obscuring people's vision. There is no spring, summer, autumn and winter, only the scorching sun is like fire, pouring on this dusty land, scorching and making a "sizzling" sound, like the roar of hell Shura. There was not the slightest life there, and occasionally a few jaggy poplars stood out abruptly, the branches stood up, and the roots buried in the sand were exposed a little, lifeless as white bones, like the shriveled fingers of an old man, pointing blankly to the doomed end. Thousands of years ago, there were always some curiosity hunters who broke in, trying to find legendary treasures, or fairy mountains and the like, with foresight and ambition, but the result was that no one returned. As a result, everyone was afraid, and in the past few hundred years, no one has set foot in it. The reason why the legend is a legend is precisely because it is ethereal and has endless variables, so those who have a heart always pass it to the side they are looking forward to, such as treasures, such as looking for immortals, so even if no one returns, in the hearts of everyone, it is only a sentence, good things are grinding, the fairy mountain road is far away, and the road is difficult.

If it is said that it is a treasure, it is there, and if it is said that it is a fairy mountain, there is also a treasure. It's just that no one knows that everything in the legend is not in this sea of death, but in the center of the Hanhai desert, in the ancient capital of Haolian three thousand zhang below.

After several years, no one remembers the battle on the Canglong Wild 20,000 years ago. The god of creation holds the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand and fights the god of the sea. On that day, the last sentence of the sea god, "The world has been established, and it has its own fixed number, except for the destruction of the world, what is the use of the gods?" Like a sharp sword, it pierced deep into the heart of the gods. The roulette wheel of fate operates, and the people in it are in it, restrained and restricted step by step, and finally slowly walk towards the doomed ending. Fate, which is called fate, how can we tolerate the change of others, and how can we allow the existence of forces that are intolerable to heaven and earth! On that day, Zhijun was broken, and the gods had no wish to live, so they devoted their life's work to seal Li Xi with the seal of heaven, urging their own chaotic power, and sinking the ancient capital of Haolian, where the gods and elves lived, into the ground. The four-sided Tissot passage was guarded by the royal families of each clan and the Gu'er Mountain Phantom King, and for 10,000 years, no one could cross it. However, on that day, the priest of the water tribe, Shui Ruoyi, stepped into the Tissot passage and "defected" to Yuehua, which opened another chapter.

Haolian is an ancient capital, but it is a different world. It is about the same as the fairyland that everyone on the Yuehua Continent said, and the people in it are fluttering in feather clothes, live a long life, are full of illusions, and have colorful spells. It's a pity that what Yuehua said, the saying that immortals protect the world, is self-inflicted. Haolian Ancient Capital and Yuehua Continent are located in two spaces, and they have not been in contact with each other for 20,000 years, among which the three major clans are contending, elves are killing each other, and they are too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they say that they are sheltered?

This time in June, the fire flows, the high willow cicada hiss messy, and the ancient capital of Haolian pine forest fairyland, is still clear water and ice, rain and snow. The green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind; The green pine is not old, and it is snow-white.

Under the snow, at the mouth of the firewood, a woman in red stood facing the snow, her eyes were far away, and she looked in one direction stupidly. Lin Lin Feixue was puzzled, and forced herself into the woman's thin clothes, wetting the gauze clothes. She didn't seem to feel cold at all, a familiar breath came, the corners of her lips suddenly moved, a smile crept up, her eyes wandered, as if she was a little disgusted, and stomped her feet and said, "It's coming!" Before he finished speaking, he saw a man in white appear from the flying snow and stand with his hands in his hands. She chuckled, stepped forward, bowed, and said respectfully, "Master." ”

After hearing this, Bai Lan frowned, and hurriedly said, "Lian Yan, I said it, you don't have to salute me." After speaking, he pushed the firewood with one hand and entered, and the snow fell down, and was about to fall on him, when the ripples hurried, the red light flashed, forcing the flying snow to move away. She hid her face with red sleeves, laughed a few times, and behind him, held a paper umbrella, and said in a low voice, "The master is careful." As if expected, Bai Lan turned her head and chuckled, and was about to thank her, but saw her stretch out her finger and shake her head slightly. In desperation, I had to take the red umbrella and slowly step in.

Lian Yan looked at the pure white back, and saw that he was still alone when he returned this time, and there was a little sadness and joy in her heart. She stood in the snow in a red dress, her eyebrows revealed a few traces of helplessness, she smiled bitterly, and muttered to herself, "Lian Yan, tell me, do you want the master to find the snow girl, or what?" "The master can't find the Snow Maiden, he is worried, she looks at it, and she is even more worried, and he is happy, but she is still worried." Ha ha. She couldn't help but laugh bitterly. However, it doesn't matter, in the past few hundred years, the Snow Maiden is here, and Lian Yan is also there, isn't it the same?

When Bai Lan heard this, she looked back slightly, "What? Lian Yan immediately came to her senses and hurriedly covered up, "It's nothing, it's nothing." Bai Lan turned her head, "It's windy outside, come back!" Lian Yan was stunned, hurriedly patted the snow on her body, and went back with him.

The air suddenly became moist, and then the snow scattered and turned into raindrops, Lingling sprinkled it, Bai Lan only frowned, and the raindrops suddenly turned into steam and scattered the world. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, facing Tianyu, and he said, "If you are an old man." ”

A black figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and he walked suddenly, but he was in front of Bai Lan, and smiled slightly, "The priest of the water tribe Shui Ruoyi is here." In the distance, Lian Yan curtsied, "Childe." ”

The corner of Bai Lan's mouth smiled coldly, pretending to be surprised, "Oh? You call yourself a priest of the Aquarium? He turned around and smiled, "Don't you know that the Water Tribe has removed you?" Break into the inner palace at night and kill the queen," he said, "tsk, what a cruelty! Shall I call you now, traitor? These ridiculous words reached Lian Yan's ears, and she couldn't help but hide her face and chuckle.

Shui Ruoyi was dressed in black, standing in front of Bai Lan, one black and one white, confronting each other like this, silent. Suddenly, Bai Lan flicked her sleeves and asked, "You didn't listen to me that day, do you regret it?" ”

Shui Ruoyi listened, Cang Desolation laughed, looked far away, turned his head and asked, "How?" After listening to you, Murong won't die? Bai Lan listened, smiled slyly, and said leisurely, "At least you can die more comfortably." ”

"Haha." Shui Ruoyi smiled desolately, "The master of the pine forest is really good at laughing, what about the Snow Maiden, is it also destiny?" ”

Bai Lan's face changed when he heard this, and then he waved his hand, waved his hand, and the wooden door in front of him opened in response, and he raised his hand, "Friend, please." ”

Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove, late day snow desire, can you drink a glass of no?

The same poems, the same scenery, the snow and silver, shining on the two people who knew each other, even the black clothes seemed to be a little more pale. Everything was as if two hundred years ago, Bai Lan rescued the seriously injured Shui Ruoyi on the way, poured sake, and said, "Friend." "It's just that after all the years, this situation and this scene, the smoke and moon are gone, and those who have fallen will no longer be picked up." Ay! Gu Jing was hurt, Shui Ruoyi couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in his throat.

Bai Lan raised her hand, twisted a jade cup, Lian Yan was well-behaved, a pot of sake was poured for the two of them, and she took the wine pot and stood aside. His eyes were blazing, staring straight at Shui Ruoyi, raising his hand to raise his glass, and signaling, "Friend." He raised his head and drank it all, but saw that Shui Ruoyi was just twisting the golden cup, looking at the figure in the cup, stunned, and didn't drink for a long time.

"Haha." He smiled bitterly, played with the jade cup in his hand, and said, "I...... There is something to ask for. Bai Lan put down the empty cup, looked calm, and said with a smile, "My friend is going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, which time, don't you have something to ask for?" ”

Shui Ruoyi raised his eyes and asked, "Master of the pine forest, but when did you really help Shui Ruoyi?" ”

"Oh?" Some questions, even more resentful, Bai Lan shrugged, smiled slightly, and sighed, "Help you?" Friend," he shook his head, "but when did you do what I say?" ”

"Your words?" Shui Ruoyi listened, stroked his palms and laughed, at this time Fang drank the glass of wine, he stretched out two fingers, and said sadly, "Your words are just two words, waiting for death." ”

"My friend is not kind," Bai Lan raised her hand and pointed lightly, laughed, pretended to be a little thoughtful, looked at her, and said, "If you say something to brake quietly, it will make me happy." ”

"Hah!" Shui Ruoyi laughed, "Sure enough, it's the son of God," his voice became sly, "Do you know what happened to me this time?" ”

"Poseidon resurrected." Bai Lan raised his eyes and looked out the window, Lin Lin Feixue, incomprehensible, flying by himself, he muttered, recalling the long story, "However, Ruoyi, it can't be said that what you did that day was completely useless, at least it was to postpone his resurrection for two hundred years, but," he turned his head, his eyes were sad, "but the price you paid was that you killed Queen White Lotus with your own hands, so you felt guilty for the rest of your life." ”

"Is it worth it?" Bai Lan lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Bai Lian is going to die after all, is it worth it for you to do this?" Lian Yan stepped forward, filled the empty wine glasses of the two with bitter wine, glanced at Bai Lan, lowered her head, and was silent.

"Feelings, haha," Shui Ruoyi looked at the sake in the glass, sparkling and sparkling, he looked at it stupidly, as if the wine glass could show his former face, he shook his hand, shook the wine toss, and smiled bitterly, "Just do it," he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, raised his eyes and smiled, "It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not." ”

Putting down the wine glass, Shui Ruoyi's eyes closed slightly, "Bai Lan, it's been two hundred years, today, do you still want to give me the answer from two hundred years ago," he opened his eyes, his eyes were sad, and he let out a long laugh, "That answer...... Stay here, or wait? ”

When Lian Yan on the side heard this, she couldn't bear it, and raised her hand to Bai Lan to beg, "Master, ......" Seeing this, Bai Lan smiled at her, as if she was a little self-deprecating, and stretched her hands towards Shui Ruoyi, sighing, "Yes, even Yan'er can't look at it, can I still refuse?" He twisted the wine in the glass, raised his hand, and the spilled wine condensed into water droplets, suspended in the air, slowly spreading, and became a water mirror. In the water mirror, a few figures flashed slightly, colorful, Bai Lan glanced at Shui Ruoyi, and smiled bitterly, "It's started, Ruoyi, I hope it can help you." ”

Shui Ruoyi held his breath and stared, his eyes were blazing, staring at the water mirror in front of him, some figures, that familiar face, he couldn't help but move, and said in surprise, "Prince Donglai Jiang'an," turned his head and looked at Bai Lan in surprise, "How could it be him?" ”