On the vast snowfield, Cold Frost City's eyes were full of resentment, staring at Xiao Zhongjian who was blocking his way.

His five fingers were slightly forced, and his sword aura was slightly vigorous, and on his cold and drunk neck, there were suddenly five more blood marks.

"You really disregard your drunken life, and you are ready to let him be buried with me?" Cold Frost City choked the weak cold drunkenness, and his eyes revealed jealousy and anger, and more resentment.

"If I let you go like this, I really don't care about being drunk."

"Boom!" Tianzhiyan was drawn out by Xiao Zhongjian, and the white blade and the light reflected by the snow field reflected each other, reflecting into a cold light, pointing directly at Cold Frost City.

"Xiao Zhongjian......" was weakly drunk, looking at this scene, his heart was mixed, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hmmm! Heavenly Flames! Leng Shuangcheng looked at Tian Zhiyan in Xiao Zhongjian's hand, a greedy look flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, his hand was even harder, almost stabbing five blood holes above Leng Drunk's neck: "Xiao Zhongjian, leave Tian Zhiyan behind, get out of the way, otherwise, I will kill Leng Zui now!" ”

"Don't ......" has been betrayed by Cold Frost City, completely heartbroken and drunk, and subconsciously shouted.

"Shut up!" Cold Frost City's complexion changed, and with a finger, the true qi shot out, sealing the cold drunken mouth.

Immediately, Cold Frost City looked at Xiao Zhongjian again, and sneered: "Leng Drunk is your best brother, can you really watch him die here?" ”

"You don't have a choice, you can only listen to me, leave Tianzhiyan, get out of the way, I promise, after leaving Aofeng, I will let go of the cold drunk immediately."

"Or, do you want to be right here, kill Leng Zui and me together?"

Xiao Zhongjian's expression did not move, and before he came, he was ready to face everything.

Now that he has made a decision, he will naturally not change his mind because of such a few small words in Cold Frost City.

Tianzhiyan pointed obliquely to the ground, and Xiao Zhongjian stepped out and walked in the direction where Cold Frost City was located.

Step by step, he didn't seem to be able to see the cold drunkenness in the hands of Cold Frost City.

"Stop, don't come again!" Seeing this, Cold Frost City hurriedly stepped back and shouted, pinching the five fingers of Leng Drunk's neck even harder.

"Hmm......" cold drunkenness is also a painful sound that is difficult to breathe.

It's just that Xiao Zhongjian's pace still hasn't stopped.

Before he came, he was already mentally prepared for this kind of scene.

For everything, it is as if you are blind to everything, and you do not hear it.

It's just that his pace is getting faster and faster, and the sword intent on his body is getting higher and more uncertain.

At this time, he threw away all the shackles, and in his eyes, he didn't see the world or others, only Cold Frost City.

At this time, he faintly had a kind of realization in his heart.

Why did Leng Yun make that agreement with him, and why did Yue Zhou ask him like that before?

It turned out that for so many years, he had been trapped in his own heart.

That cage was the final test that Leng Yun left her, but alas, it was not until today that he finally broke it.

The heart was broken, and the sword intent in Xiao Zhongjian's chest gradually sublimated, as high as the sky, and everything was unmovable.

His gaze was fixed on Cold Frost City, his hand was clenched in Tianzhiyan, his mind was sharp, and he was naturally calculating.

In the face of Xiao Zhongjian's pressing step by step, Cold Frost City retreated again and again.

Although he said arrogantly before, his life of being drunk is equal to his own life.

Can he really be so decisive and straightforward to give up his life?

Therefore, Xiao Zhongjian put on a rampage, turning a blind eye to Leng Drunken Life and Death, but Cold Frost City exposed his true face of being fierce and inward-looking.

After all, if he could really see death as his home, he wouldn't covet the Heavenly Artifact forged by Leng Yun.

Xiao Zhongjian approached again and again, and Cold Frost City retreated step by step, constantly threatening Xiao Zhongjian with cold drunkenness, trying to make him stop.

However, at this time, Xiao Zhongjian seemed to ignore the cold drunkenness, turning a blind eye to it, and didn't care about it at all.

Cold Frost City was flustered, his cultivation was not as good as Xiao Zhongjian, and now he was seriously injured, how could the speed of retreat compare to the speed of Xiao Zhongjian's advance?

Seeing that Xiao Zhongjian was getting closer and closer, Cold Frost City's panic was extreme, but in the end, it turned into a rage: "Since you want me to die, then Leng Drunk has to die with me!" ”

Knowing that Xiao Zhongjian was iron-hearted, he couldn't escape at all, and Cold Frost City finally gave up completely.

"Look, how cold drunk died in your hands! Then, with guilt, suffer for the rest of your life! Hahaha......" Cold Frost City's resentful eyes looked directly at Xiao Zhongjian, laughing wildly, and at the same time, among the five fingers, the sword qi penetrated out.

Feeling the sharp edge on his neck and irritating his skin, he closed his eyes drunk.

Perhaps, it would be different to die like this, at least, not to be tortured by this ridiculous human world.

Before he died, he was drunk and peaceful, and even relieved.

In these years of entanglement, Yu Xiao Zhongjian is a kind of torture, why not for him?

Until today, I know that so many years of torture are all a joke and a lie.

What he believes in is not human, what he hates is not human, and today the truth is revealed, but it is even more torment for him.

It's better to leave and be gone.

Just when the dog jumped over the wall in Cold Frost City, drunk and disheartened, he heard a cold voice sound: "It's finally here." ”

On this eerie white snowfield, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, and even the clouds that shrouded the sky all year round opened a crack.

The light, the clear light, the unrestrained light, lit up at the same time as the sound sounded.

That's the light of the sword, that's the grace of the sword.

The cold drunkness who closed his eyes and waited for death did not feel the feeling of the sword qi piercing his throat and tearing apart the flesh, but there was a warm palm, from behind, on his shoulder, patted it, and then left.

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded, with a smile: "Cold drunk, it's okay." ”

Leng Drunk opened his eyes and almost felt like he was hallucinating.

On the proud peak, where the sun has not been seen all year round, on the miserable white snowfield, Leng Drunk actually saw a touch of golden sunlight spilling out of the sky.

This pale snowfield was dyed a golden color.

It's dreamy and beautiful.

It's just that this dream-filled beauty lasts too short.

Soon, the clouds above the sky closed again, the golden sunlight disappeared, and the snowfield was pale again.

The shocking beauty disappeared, and the cold drunk came back to his senses: "What's wrong?" ”

At this moment, a true power poured into his body, breaking through the blockade that sealed his true qi and blood, and allowing him to regain his mobility.

Cold Frost City's hand was still on his neck, but at this time, it had lost its temperature, and it was extremely cold.

The climate of Aofeng is different from the outside world, without the protection of the true qi body, the human body will turn into a piece of ice in an instant.

Drunken and turned around, only then did he see everything clearly, and the father who made him uneasy to understand his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

He died with such a demeanor, surprise, incomprehension, resentment, anger, greed, and everything else was frozen in this moment.

His body was already covered with frost, his skin was frozen and purple, and a thin sword mark on his neck was clearly visible.

Leng Drunk could see clearly, that was the cause of his death, and sealed his throat with a sword.

"What the hell is going on......" Leng Drunk shook his head, but he was puzzled.

Xiao Zhongjian and Cold Frost City often duel, and they have a good idea of their respective strengths.

Therefore, Cold Frost City made a move when Xiao Zhongjian was about to get close to the limit distance, and wanted to die with Leng Drunk.

Because, he knew that if he let Xiao Zhongjian get closer, once he was within the distance, with Xiao Zhongjian's strength, it would be impossible for him to kill people in front of him.

However, why is it still so so?

There is this question, not only the dead Cold Frost City, but also the living Cold Drunk.

After years of hostility, he naturally knows the bottom line of Xiao Zhongjian's strength.

Xiao Zhongjian's tone was indifferent: "Just now, Cold Frost City thought that the distance between me and him had been stuck outside the limit of my shot. ”

"But what he didn't know was that he never saw my limits."

After many years of duels, the gap between Cold Frost City and Xiao Zhongjian has always been only one line.

However, that was never Xiao Zhongjian's limit.

Cold Frost City is not yet qualified to meet his limit.

Got this answer, drunk and speechless.

"Let's go, go back and meet my seniors." Xiao Zhongjian looked at it and said with a cold drunk look on his face.

"Huh." Leng drunk laughed at himself: "Am I still qualified to see her?" ”

"Everything started because of Cold Frost City, seniors won't blame you." Xiao Zhongjian said again: "What's more, the predecessor is not resurrected, and there is not much time, don't you really go to see her?" ’

"Alas!" With a sigh, he nodded coldly, and followed Xiao Zhongjian towards the Heavenly Fire Residence.

It's just that then he stopped and looked at the frozen Frost City: "I want to bury him first." ”

"No matter how much he wasn't, he was my father after all."

Xiao Zhongjian nodded, did not speak, did not move, and let the cold drunk busy.

Leng Drunk carried the corpse of Cold Frost City, but went to the Cold Frost Cold House, and in the center of the small courtyard, he built a tomb for Cold Frost City.

Finally, a wooden plaque is used as a stele, and there is no name and no surname on the stele.

Leng Drunk set up an unnamed mound for Cold Frost City, perhaps, this monument represents his mood at this time.

After everything was done, Leng drunk stood in the middle of the small courtyard, looking around, it was a familiar environment, but he couldn't go back.

On the small table, there was also a pot of wine that he had warmed before leaving, and now the wine was frozen.

Walking out of the small courtyard, he turned back drunk, and took one last look at this cold frost house.

laughed at himself, turned around and stabbed, a big avalanche fell, and the small courtyard was covered in it.

"Won't you come back in the future?" Xiao Zhongjian silently stepped forward and asked.

"I'm not coming back."

Drunken turned away and never looked again.

When people die, the lights go out, the grievances are entangled, and the smoke disappears, and the curtain ends.