The two jumped from a tree and stepped into the snow side by side.

I didn't see the blue sky of a moment ago, the wind mixed with the flying snow, and every step was extremely difficult. Every step is a life of death.

Su Nianchi whispered to Wen Shu: "From the snowy flower that gave birth to the illusion in Fang Cai's heart, the formation has moved, but I don't know the mystery of this formation at all, so I can only try and see if I can find the method from it." ”

Wen Shu nodded, "You only need to care about finding your way, and I'll do the rest." ”

There was a calming and convincing power in his words, Su Nianchi calmed down for a moment, stretched out his hand to mark the spruce beside him, and then walked north.

The two walked all the way, made marks all the way, and walked more than 100 steps, during which there were occasional dead branches for arrows and snow caves for traps, and there were also thrilling passes.

As he said, Wen Shu blocked all the killing moves caused by the triggering formation with all his strength, and he used his body as a shield to firmly protect Su Nianchi from harm.

After walking for a while, suddenly the snow trembled, and the hundreds of spruce trees around them suddenly moved in unison, densely twisting into a huge circle, and this circle gradually shrank smaller and smaller, and the rows became denser and denser, trapping the two of them in it.

After several attempts to break through to no avail, Su Nianchi was anxious, but he didn't want the spruce tree circle to shrink to a certain range, so he no longer pushed inward, but kept turning in circles on the spot.

I tried a few more times, but I still couldn't break through. The two of them could only stay where they were for the time being, waiting to see what happened.

Su Nianchi saw that the circle of trees was turning faster and faster, and the branches and leaves of the spruce were gradually connected with the snow, transforming into a familiar figure.

There is a voice in her heart that keeps reminding herself that all this is false, all fake, don't look at it, don't believe it.

However, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

That is, in the depths of my heart, a longing that has never been spoken, but has always been buried.

Again, in front of you.

Such covetousness is vain, and I want to take another look—

"Mian Ze, don't worry, I will be able to cure your illness, and we will watch Chi'er grow up together." The father held the crystal box in one hand and the mother's hand in the other, and whispered softly.

In the crystal box, the snow is beautiful, and the freshness is as good as ever.

She watched her mother smile and drink the medicine that her father had boiled by herself, then she got up and walked to her.

She was used to seeing her mother lying in bed all the year round, so now, she asked happily, "Mother, are you okay?" ”

The mother looked at her kindly, gently held her in her arms, and stroked her long hair, "Chi'er, my mother is fine, just because my mother is reluctant to let you go." ”

The father himself then embraced the mother and daughter into his arms, "Can you bear to give up me?" ”

The mother smiled, "Naturally, I am reluctant." ”

So year after year, in the twilight dynasty, her father instructed her in martial arts, and her mother accompanied her gently, making soup for them with her own hands. Sometimes her mother would take her to dance in the snow, and her father would be by her side, playing the harp.

In the depths of time, the years are quiet.

One day, when she grew up, her father and mother sent her out of the palace with a smile, "Our Chi'er will be able to make immortal achievements and inherit the position of the palace master as soon as possible, and my father and mother are waiting for you to return." ”

She left in the love and expectation of her parents, walked into a river and lake alone, met a man in a green shirt, and met a tactful and lingering love.

Under the moonlight, by the cold pool, he and her made heart-to-heart promises.

He accompanies her to find the lost "Heavenly Life Water Scroll".

He went home with her to meet his parents.

She imagined the smile of relief and relief that her father and mother would have when they saw him, one moment of joy and one moment of shyness.

When he returned home, his father was alone, and a young and beautiful woman stood beside him.

When the woman saw them, she stepped forward with a smile, "This is Chi'er, your father told me about yours." ”

She looked at the woman who was younger than herself, looked at her bewitching and innocent face and round belly, and asked coldly, "What about my mother?" ”

The father was displeased and said, "This is your mother." ”

She drew her sword in anger, but the woman just smiled disdainfully, and did not dodge.

It was her father, who smashed her shoulder bone with one palm, and also broke her heart.

The father took the woman in his arms and said coldly: "Since you are so rebellious, I don't have you as a daughter, and the position of the palace master of the Northern Xuangong Palace will be inherited by others." ”

She ran to the back hill with the woman's contemptuous and coquettish smile, and where her mother once lived, there was now only a cold and lonely grave, and a letter left for her—

"The color is declining, and I only hear the laughter of newcomers, and it is difficult to change through the ages. If I couldn't save that day, maybe I wouldn't be as miserable as I am today. I can't ask for it, but I can make him miss my best forever. Now that he has more years to ask for the sky, how can he offset the heartache caused by being betrayed and tired of torturing each other? In this world, there are different paths to the same end. Love and trust are all false, and they will inevitably be let down. At the end of the rest of your life, if you have advice, it is a sentence, I hope you will do it yourself, and don't be persistent. ”

She turned her head with tears streaming down her face, trying to absorb warmth in the arms of her sweetheart, but when she turned around, she couldn't see his face, only the silver face was cold and the cold light was awe-inspiring.

He pulled out his long sword at her, and the moment the sword entered her body, she didn't hurt, but she heard his voice, faintly coming with the wind.

Good and evil oath are not mutually reinforcing. He said so.

She looked up to the sky and screamed, struck with all her might, watching his heroic body fall, watching him die before her eyes.

Then, he sneaked into the palace at night, killed the woman and her unborn child with a sword, and burned everything clean with a fire.

She looked at the hundreds of years of family power and treasure secrets of the Northern Underworld Xuan Palace, all of which turned into nothingness with the raging fire, and thought that she would be happy.

But no, no.

A heart is empty, there is no place to come from, there is no way back.

Heaven and earth are empty, everything is promising, all are vain, what if you grasp it, it is just an illusion, fleeting.

The world has the same end and different paths, why not let it go, why suffer in the world again.

She watched the fire that was burning more and more, and looked at the gorgeous and brilliant colors that swallowed everything, and finally walked over step by step, step by step......

There was a sudden tightening of her arms, pulling her steps back and her thoughts back.

She was stunned for a long time, and there were still layers of spruce in front of her, the sky was full of snow, the raging fire, and the life that was written falsely was just a dream of Nanke, but an illusory illusion.

But is it really just an illusion?

Isn't it another possibility in life?

If everything really went smoothly at the beginning, would the ending really be better than now?

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, is it because heaven is also affectionate, and cannot bear the suffering of sentient beings.

She slowly turned back to look at Wen Shu, and his face was also stunned.

She didn't know what he saw, but she knew that it must be like her, the deepest and most helpless longing struggle in her heart.

Fang Cai's pulling was not intentional, but the force generated by the two hands firmly tied together, but they went in different directions, holding each other against each other.

Wen Shu's gaze also fell on the arms of the two of them, and gradually took on a little bit of happiness.

And at this moment, the circle of trees, which had been spinning in place, stopped.

Like a dream, it came to an abrupt end.