Miki Peak.

The cliffs behind the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist.

Several guards stood on the edge of the cliff, staring at each other.

Just now, a stunning girl in a white dress, without a token, trespassed into the Imperial Ghost Peak, and despite their obstruction, she came straight here.

They hurried along.

I asked all the way, but the other party ignored him.

If it were someone else, they would definitely grab it and hand it over to the elders to deal with.

However, this girl is the goddess of the Holy Maiden Island.

The unique cold and arrogant temperament, the cold aura exuded from the body, as well as the beautiful face, and the noble mark of the Heavenly Maiden, made them dare not act rashly, so they could only follow.

However, no one thought that this stunning girl, as soon as she came to the edge of the cliff, jumped off without any warning!

A few guards, frightened and frightened!

One of the guards hurried back to report the news.

The other guards stayed here, not daring to leave.

They couldn't figure out why this heavenly maiden, who was as cold as snow, came here to jump off the cliff!

The wind is biting.

Snowflakes are flying.

Under the cliffs, the smoke is hazy and bottomless.

A transparent rope hangs in the void, invisible to the naked eye.

The upper end is connected to the clouds, and the lower end is grasped in the hands of a young girl.

She grabbed the rope, her white dress fluttering, like a cloud, and floated towards the bottom of the cliff.

I don't know how long it took.

A salty and wet sea breeze blows in your face.

She continued to fall downward, and soon, she reached the bottom of the cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff is an endless stretch of water.

The sea is calm, deep and blue, silently swallowing the snowflakes that fall from the sky.

Without any hesitation, she threw away the rope, like a white snowflake, and fell into the sea and sank.

A biting chill suddenly swept over her entire body.

Her eyes burned with fire, searching for the sea.

She sank to the bottom of the ocean and swam to every corner of the ocean.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

She finally couldn't bear the cold of the bottom of the sea, and the restraint of the sea water on her physique, and floated up.

Her face was pale, her lips were dark, and her whole body trembled.

She raised her eyes and looked around at the vast ocean, like a child abandoned by adults, her eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

She swam ashore, lit a fire, and froze in front of the fire.

The night is as deep as the ocean.

Snowflakes fall as if they never stop.

The cold wind is raging.

There was fire in her, but she didn't feel any warmth.

She shivered in the cold wind and meditated in the darkness of the night.

The red flame reflected her pale and beautiful cheeks, and her thin, lonely body.

After dawn.

She went into the water again and sank to the bottom of the sea.

This time, she broadened her scope and searched further.

However, there is still no trace of him.

Another three days.

She went ashore, with a fire in her body, dying.

Her body, no longer has temperature.

Her snow-white skin was covered with a thin layer of ice slag, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

The jet-black and soft hair also became white and stiff.

She sat on the shore, head bowed, motionless, like a desperate child.

The snow soon overwhelmed her.

She turned into a snowman and sat there quietly.

For a long, long time.

When her consciousness gradually blurred, above her head, there was a sudden anxious cry of Fengle and the chirping of Shizun's crane.

She was held in her arms.

However, she could no longer feel her body.

The master's distressed and stern words came: "Is it worth it for a lowly outer disciple? Do you know that you will be in charge of the entire Holy Maiden Island in the future! Do you know that you will be the highest glory of my Snow Dragon Island! A hair of yours is more important than that kid's life? Do you know?"

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell the woman that without him, she would be gone...... What glory, what future, not even her life, is not as important as a hair of his......

However, she was speechless.

Warm currents poured into her body through the cold skin.

Although it was very comfortable, it was 108,000 miles worse than his breath and the warmth and comfort he gave himself.

What she needed was not these helps, not her life, but him.

She opened her eyes, looked vaguely at the endless ocean that was still snowflakes, and muttered in her heart: Bastard, where are you.

She was taken back to the Isle of the Virgin.

In your sleep.

She saw him stabbed in blood and fell off a cliff.

Then, fall to pieces!

The man who had killed him stood on the cliff with a hideous smile on his face.

She clenched her fists, flames billowing all over her body, trying to avenge him, but she couldn't beat the man.

She stood by the sea, in the cold wind, sad and desperate.

A vague black shadow suddenly appeared beside her, and said in a sinister manner: "Dear Miss Shangguan, now, do you feel helpless and sad? With your talent and talent, you shouldn't be bullied and ignored like this. Two years, two years, and you're going to leave this world. If your beloved dies, you can't avenge him. If he were still alive, and you, in two years' time, would leave him forever......"

"Are you willing?"

She punched it, and the black shadow, like smoke, broke away.

And his gloomy and cold words still echoed in her ears: "Are you willing?

She snapped her eyes open and woke up.

This is her room.

Outside the window, there are still snowflakes.

The black aura that lingered between her eyebrows gradually disappeared.

She sat up and looked around blankly.

The door opened.

Feng Chime walked in, and when he saw her wake up, he immediately pounced with surprise on his face, hugged her arm and said, "Senior Sister Shangguan, you finally woke up!"

Suddenly, the wind chimes saw a chill in her cold eyes that made her heart tremble, and the surprise on her face suddenly stiffened.

At such a moment, she seemed to have an illusion that the senior sister in front of her seemed to have suddenly changed into a person!

However, the next moment, the strange chill in Shangguan Xuelan's eyes disappeared.

Feng Chime was stunned, and Fang said in a trembling voice: "Senior Sister Shangguan, you ...... How are you feeling?"

Shangguan Xuelan didn't speak, she indifferently pulled her arm out of her arms, got dressed and got out of bed, stood in front of the window, looking at the snowflakes outside the window, stunned.

Looking at her cold figure and the waterfall-like long hair behind her, Feng Chime was inexplicably a little scared, and whispered, "I...... I'm going to call my sister. ”

After saying that, he hurriedly exited the room.

Then, he fell in the hallway.

Shangguan Xuelan stood in front of the window, like a stone sculpture, motionless.

After a long time, she looked into the distance and whispered, "Demon ......"