The flute continued, changing a few tunes leisurely, staggered with melody, ups and downs, and then unhurriedly, outlining an open picture and depicting a Qingming legend.

The snow blossoms swayed, the clear petals breathed slowly, and the young leaves curled up in a gentle arc, making a low moaning sound.

After a few moments, Xue Luhua quieted down, stopped all movements, and just stood still in the middle of the lake.

Then, at that moment, the light at the center of the flower was in full bloom, and a clear sound came, stirring up layers of ripples.

The fragrance spreads, lingers and gurgles, penetrates into people's hearts, and makes people's mood suddenly open and clear.

The light faded away, and the clear buds appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, and the sound of the flute turned low, flowing slowly, and whispering.

The bud moved, as if hesitating for a moment, and then, slowly, it bloomed.

The petals bloom one by one, showing their own style in the most feminine posture, every arc is extremely delicate, and the sunlight sprinkles on it, refracting the bright light.

The petals are crystal clear, as if they have a temperature that cannot be ignored, flowing quietly on them, entwining people's sight, making people intoxicated.

It took a long time for the snow flowers to bloom.

The lake calmed down, with occasional ripples spreading out into the distance.

At the same time, the snow lion in the formation, the aura around him changed sharply, and the ground began to shake violently as the spiritual power rolled.

The formation also began to make a "buzzing" sound, trembling incessantly.

With a loud roar, the light on the snow lion gradually dissipated, revealing its snow-white body.

On the cracked ground, there stood a huge snowy lion, its hair shiny and smooth, and its large, round eyes seemed to have a substantial murderous aura.

The foot that had just been severed by Lin Shu had now recovered, and it was even heavier, baring its teeth and letting out a heavy wheezing sound, revealing its sharp teeth.

Yao Zinian couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and prepared to face the battle.

A slender and white little hand gently rested on the crook of Yao Zinian's arm, and Yao Zinian turned his head suddenly, and saw Su Yunran's calm and delicate face.

"The snow blossoms are blooming."

Su Yunran tilted his head slightly, glanced at the snow blossom in the middle of the lake, and then fell his gaze to Yao Zinian, his voice was as clear as jade, without the slightest panic, and there seemed to be a faint smile between his eyebrows.

"Miss Lao Yao went to fetch it."

Yao Zinian quietly glanced at the Snow Lion not far away, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "The Snow Lion has increased his cultivation now, is it really okay?" ”

"It's fine."

Su Yunran shook his head affirmatively, his thin eyebrows raised slightly, and gently patted Yao Zinian's arm, with a slight sense of soothingness.

"Go ahead."

He glanced back at the snow lion who was constantly destroying the formation, and his gaze slid over Lin Shu, who was standing quietly on the side, and finally, he returned to Su Yunran's calm face.

Yao Zinian took a deep breath, clenched the long sword in his hand, and nodded solemnly: "Okay." ”

After speaking, Yao Zinian no longer hesitated, his body moved, his toes touched the surface of the lake, and swept towards the direction of the center of the lake.

Countless ice edges flew in front of him, Yao Zinian's long sword was sharp, and the sword light flashed, cutting off all those ice edges and falling into the blue lake, splashing ripples.

The slender figure swept across the lake, stepping on a little water wave, and the sharp sword light brought a sharp arc.

Looking at Yao Zinian's crisp figure and movements, Su Yunran smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the snow lion who was constantly struggling in the formation, slightly furrowed his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and an inexplicable smile bloomed.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, Su Yunran flicked his sleeves, removed the enchantment, and said calmly: "Linshu." ”

"Yes."

Lin Shu respectfully responded, leaned over slightly, and then his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The sword light came suddenly, and before the snow lion could react, the sharp sword light fell on its back fiercely, even if it dodged quickly, it was still cut a deep wound, and the original snow-white and shiny back was suddenly drenched in blood.

The snow lion suddenly let out a huge roar, with a strong spiritual power, shaking people's hearts and souls and meridians.

Lin Shu was a little calm, his eyes slid over the snow lion, and suddenly, the long sword in his hand turned, and he saw a few dazzling sword lights flashing, and the two eyes of the snow lion were picked off.

Dark red blood splattered out, Lin Shu's face remained unchanged, his right leg swept over, and he kicked fiercely on the front leg of the snow lion, wrapped in strong spiritual power, with a force that could not be ignored.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the snow lion knelt down, and its body slammed heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

The deep spiritual power tumbled and spread, the air suddenly became heavy, and many cracks appeared on the ground.

Su Yunran stood steadily, smiling with a smile on his face.

Lin Shu took out the sword with an expressionless face, with a dazzling light on the tip of the sword, like a broken bamboo, and pierced straight into the neck of the snow lion.

With another force in his hand, Lin Shu drew his sword violently, and in an instant, blood sprayed out, staining people's eyes red.

The snow lion lay on the ground, constantly struggling, his body covered with blood, and the air was a little heavier, flowing with anger.

The spiritual power was frantically condensed, and the huge body of the Snow Lion suddenly turned, biting towards Lin Shu's waist, with a powerful air current, imprisoning all the things around him.

Lin Shu squinted his eyes and glanced at the menacing snow lion, and stood calmly in place, not moving, only holding the long sword with a light expression, and his spiritual power surged.

When the sharp teeth of the snow lion were about to bite down on Lin Shu's waist, the sharp long sword pierced from the top of the snow lion's head, and without the slightest hindrance, pierced through its skull.

The sharp fangs stopped on the side of Lin Shu's waist, and blood continued to flow from the mouth of the eldest boss, and deep bloodshot appeared in the wide eyes of the snow lion, more and more.

Su Yunran casually picked up a strand of green silk of herself, put it in the palm of her hand, and played with it boringly, her expression was extremely leisurely, and she didn't seem to care about the big battle in front of her.

Through the heavy ice edges, Yao Zinian swept to the center of the lake, and with a turn of the long sword, he uprooted the snow flowers from the blue water, bringing a little crystal water droplets.

No longer hesitating, Yao Zinian supported the snow flower with spiritual power, pointed to the lake on tiptoe, and quickly returned to Su Yunran.

"Miss Seven."

Yao Zinian raised his hand, handed the snow flower to Su Yunran, and said softly: "Your snow flower." ”

Su Yunran raised his eyes, put down the wisp of green silk in his hand, and smiled at Yao Zinian, "Thank you, Miss Yao." ”

After speaking, Su Yunran took out a small bottle from his sleeve and dripped the liquid inside onto the stamen of the snow flower.

The snow blossoms suddenly brightened, and the petals slowly drooped down and slowly closed, converging all the brilliance.

When everything calmed down, the blooming snow flower returned to its bud appearance and became dull. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie