Hearing this, Shui Ruoyi laughed, still glanced at him ambiguously a few times, and then withdrew his gaze. He walked to the side of the desk again, twisted the empty cup, brushed it with his sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, a golden light shot out from his sleeve, shattering the water mirror in the air. Turning his head to look at Bai Lan, his eyes were blazing, and he whispered, "Have you been paying attention to him for a long time?" ”

Bai Lan stood alone in front of the window, did not turn back, and raised her hand slightly to push open the window. Yingying snowflakes, falling one after another, fell on his hand, and opened a water mark. He looked at the flying snow, his eyes were far away, as if everything he was talking about had nothing to do with him, and he turned his head and said lightly, "This snow, it's really good!" ”

In fact, if you dig deeper, then everything really has nothing to do with him. His Royal Highness Bai Xi, his mother, sent him here, but he experienced it, watched the joys and sorrows of the world, and suffered a lot of loneliness. When the red dust wakes up from the dream, who can still remember the floating life in the dream, the illusory bubble? What does the world have to do with him, and what does the life and death of those people have to do with him? It's just a dream, the person in the dream, who cares what will happen to him? Bai Lan stood in front of the window with a twisted wine glass, still silent, seeing the snowflakes coming one after another, dancing wildly, and disappearing silently. He raised his eyes to the sky, and thought that the Yunfeng Snow Ridge above the thirty-three heavens was just like the scene in front of him, except for the colorful falling snow and the thousand-year-old ice, there was nothing. He lives with the sky, his name is Mo Xilan, and his father and mother watch over the vast land of ice and snow, if it is not for the dream, maybe he will continue to watch at this time until the end of time.

Bai Lan stared at the snow, her eyes widened, and she looked up to drink the rest of the wine in the cup, but found that the cup was already empty at this time.

"Haha." Bai Lan frowned, flipped over the wine glass, saw that it was empty, skimmed it, sneered, shook his head, and said slowly, "I didn't pay attention to him." Turning his head, he looked at Shui Ruoyi, his eyes sly, "However, someone cares a lot!" ”

When Shui Ruoyi heard this, he groaned, "The sea god has not yet been resurrected, and he can bring the powerful power of the Xuanniao under his command, why don't you kill the descendants of the Creation God directly early?" Shui Ruoyi shrugged, spread his hands, and made a killing motion, "Before the gods awaken, wouldn't it be easier to kill?" ”

Bai Lan turned her head and looked embarrassed, "Ruoyi has forgotten the seal of heaven that the god made before he died?" ”

Shui Ruoyi froze for a while, I don't know why, Bai Lan couldn't help but sneer when she saw him like that, waved her hand, and said mysteriously, "This is a heavenly opportunity." ”

Shui Ruoyi is helpless, Bai Lan's heart is the most clear to him, what he doesn't want to say, even if he asks for eighty or ninety years, it has no effect. Thinking that he couldn't ask anything from his mouth at this time, Shui Ruoyi felt a little unfair in his heart, glanced at Bai Lan, and said angrily, "In this way, the master of the pine forest is still watching the life and death of our people as always, and the game is in the world?" ”

Bai Lan frowned, and said lightly, "Ruoyimo is going to laugh." ”

"Hmph." Shui Ruoyi let out a cold snort in his throat, brushed his sleeves, and sneered, "Farewell." After the words came out, before Bai Lan could raise her hand to stay, she turned into a blue light and rushed out of the window.

"Hey!" Bai Lan raised her hand, looked at the blue circle of light that disappeared into the sky, and turned her head to laugh at herself, "Game world? Ha ha. It's a pleasant thing to say. "Looking up at the sky, the snowflakes are falling, and even that day is lined with snow and snow. Bai Lan suddenly remembered the place where she lived in her childhood, Yunfeng Snow Ridge, which had always been just a vast expanse, with no grass and no life. He smiled bitterly and sighed, "Mother, you really got me a hard job!" As soon as the words fell, I saw the golden light of the pentagram between his eyebrows, and the thousands of miles of flying snow around the pine forest fairyland seemed to feel its majesty, as if it was blocked by a huge force, all of them were stagnant in the air, and with a bang, the flying snow suddenly dispersed, and disappeared without a trace. The pine forest wonderland had snowflakes flying for several days and nights, and at this moment, it stopped in an instant.

Lian Yan was dressed in red, slowly walked out of the back room, stood behind him, a little timid, and worried, "Master, are you worried?" ”

Bai Lan turned around, saw her look of wanting to speak and stopped, and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

After hearing this, Lian Yan's face turned red, opened her mouth, and then lowered her head again, muttering, a little distracted, "Master don't want Lian Yan to share your worries for you!" ”

Seeing this, Bai Lan raised her hand to touch her black hair, and said lovingly, "I never worry, Lian Yan don't have to worry." ”

Lian Yan lowered her head, knowing that it was useless to say more, and suddenly when the Snow Maiden was there, whenever the master was worried, the Snow Maiden always pouted disdainfully, nodded his shoulder, and occasionally sarcastically said a few words. always pinched Bai Lan, approached his ear, and yelled, "Xiao Lan! At this time, the master would always frown, feign anger, and emphatically, "I am a dragon!" ”。 The woman named after Xue seems to be bitter and mean on weekdays, but her heart and eyes are excellent, and Bai Lan's time with her is relaxed and cheerful, and it seems to have greater fun. In that kind of atmosphere, Lian Yan didn't want to, every time they fought, she was also accompanied by a smiling face on the side, but she was never able to intervene in such a pleasant situation, standing aside, occasionally a little embarrassed, and her heart would be a little sour. Maybe it's because I was raised by my master, and I always have some different respect in my heart!

Lian Yan was a little gloomy, bowed her head and saluted, then turned around and left, when she was leaving, she looked back at Bai Lan, bit her lip, and said timidly, "If Lian Yan is lost, will the master be so anxious?" ”

After Bai Lan heard this, she was stunned for a while, and then smiled, "How come?" ”

Lian Yan's face turned pale for a moment, and she actually fell backwards, but she heard Bai Lan laugh and said, "If you lose one, I'm going crazy, if Yan'er is gone, wouldn't it be cruel to me?" He turned his head, "Don't make such cruel assumptions." ”

After hearing this, Lian Yan grinned, but still bowed and retreated.

The sun peeks out of the clouds and playfully hides from the thick clouds. A few traces of golden light sprinkled down, reflecting the dark green of the green pine in the snow. The immortal was idle, washed the blue sky, and only felt as transparent as jade. On the green pine, the white head turns green like a child, and a few drops of snow water slowly slide down from time to time, falling into the snow, smashing out a few shallow nest marks. After the phoenix nirvana, looking back on the past, the tears left under the enlightenment.

Bai Lan brushed his sleeves and brushed his hands, and the firewood opened in response. He was dressed in white and walked slowly. Standing among the pines, looking up at the bright sunlight, so dazzling, so dazzling, almost wanting to pierce the eyelids. I couldn't help but smile bitterly, leaned over and sat cross-legged on the snow, meditating alone.

Lian Yan stood by the firewood, looking at the snow shadow under the pine, her eyes were sad, and she looked at it blankly, suddenly crying, and wet her clothes. Raised his hand and wiped it gently, and turned off the firewood with a heart.

One turned around, that is, leaning against the small door, closed his eyes, smiled desolately, his body trembled a little, accompanied by a hundred years, if he said ruthless, it was really a joke, but I don't know that in your heart, I can take a point? The Snow Maiden is as flawless and innocent as a pearl, and it doesn't cause dust, no wonder you like it! And what Lian Yan asks for has always been to accompany her master for a long time and serve her all her life, that's all.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her gaze gradually became warm. stood up, stomped his feet, and blamed himself again and again for how he could have such thoughts, puffed a few times, and said in his heart, it really shouldn't be!

Let's say that in the tent, the coach Ye Jin faced the battle map, twisted a red flag in his hand, frowned, and was still hesitating about whether to attack, and suddenly heard someone outside the tent come to report that Lord Qingfu was injured for no reason. He snorted coldly, left the red flag in his hand, turned his head and said sharply, "What a fuss, the injury is injured, the noise is very much, the march has been for many years, haven't you seen a few injured patients?" When the soldiers heard this, they were obviously stunned, and then they said "no" and retreated. Ye Jin was a little angry, turned his back to his hand, paced in the tent a few times, and said angrily, "If you don't get hurt sooner, you won't get hurt later, why don't you wait until today?" ”

In the big tent on the side, Qingfu's left eye was injured by perilla, and he only felt pain into the bone marrow. His face was calm, but his heart was full of anger. "Shiso, Shiso!" He clenched his fists and thought hysterically, "Who the hell are you!" He suddenly remembered that he said that day that Jiang An would die, and Mrs. Shisu lifted the curtain, stepped down the steps, and the purple light in her eyes suddenly appeared, as if she had entered the world Shura, and said sharply, "If Jiang An dies, I want you to be buried with the whole Qi Ning!" The light in his eyes was a coldness he had never seen in his life. Why? Why did she spread her empty eyes, but today she is ruined, why, why is she the same person as Princess Fleur? Does King Qi Ning know about this? And what is her position? Many doubts were entangled in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the tighter he entangled, and he couldn't figure out a clue. Qingfu got up and sat up, a cold light flashed in his only remaining eyes, and he sneered, "Before the hegemony, the one who stands in the way dies, even if she is Princess Qining!" ”

Someone outside the tent reported in a low voice, "Lord Qingfu is fine, Mingze asks to see you." "Mingze? It came at the right time. Qingfu waved his hand slightly, "Come in." ”

Ming Ze entered the tent, drooping his head, his face was unprecedentedly sad, and when he looked up, he saw the adult sitting on the couch, and his left eye was wrapped in heavy gauze, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak and stopped. Seeing him so embarrassed, Qingfu frowned, raised his hand and signaled, "Speak!" ”

Mingze lowered his head and bowed, although it was a simple sentence, but at this time it was as difficult to pronounce as a thousand catties, and it took a long time to read it in a low voice, "Jin Niang missed......"

After hearing this, Qingfu was shocked, closed his eyes, stood up slowly, smiled bitterly, exuded the irrepressible desolation, turned his head and asked softly, "Is she dead?" ”

An indescribable sourness suddenly surged in his heart, instantly overwhelming Qingfu, his fists suddenly slammed on the bed, lowered his head, and sighed for a long time, "Hey! ”。 Xue Che, Xue Che, when you took off the ring, this ending was already expected! If she misses, she is dead, and if she succeeds, she is even more dead! Why, his head suddenly hurt, as if a tide was overwhelming, whistling, drowning him inch by inch, his chest seemed to be stuffy, his breath was short, and the scene in front of him turned black a little bit, Xue Che, haha, Qingfu, why, why is a dead move, an abandoned child, can make you have such emotions? How much does this feeling feel like sadness?

Ming Ze shook his head, his voice was desolate, "Jin Niang was captured by mistake, and she is on death row in Xinwu," Ming Ze raised his head and asked lightly, "What do you mean by your lordship, but send someone to rescue you?" ”