Does the love between a knight and a princess end up with the so-called arrogance, which is actually a triumphant villain?

Will Xia Dongyang himself also have some luck, secretly rejoicing, the kind of happiness that even if he doesn't admit it, he will still feel it unintentionally?

Will Xia Dongyang be glad that he is not his brother, so he did not ruin this period that lasted for ten years, from the hero's rescue of beauty to the pious protection of knights, and finally to the defeat of all opposing voices, and then the love of lovers finally becoming married?

Fortunately, fate did not make a big mistake in missing it, and the "Purple Kite Princess" that Xia Dongyang got was not his sister-in-law. He could do whatever he wanted, and his brother wouldn't crawl out of the ice grave to find him anyway.

In other words, perhaps by chance, Xia Dongliang met one of his younger brother's girlfriends on the snowy mountains in the far north, and then was killed by Leng Yue's trial using the holy sword, and his body was also thrown into the abyss.

Xia Dongliang didn't know that next to the snowdrift where he finally died was a palace of ice and snow, where huge serpentine sculptures were guarding, and the pillars that carried the palace hovered in the ice world like giant pythons.

There used to be a fork in the road, and if you went up, you could meet angels, and if you went down, you could see witches.

In the palace, countless small snakes crawled on the ground, they violated the hibernation laws of cold-blooded animals, and actually played alive in the sub-zero temperature.

Who knows what they're doing? Maybe you're admiring the graceful beauty of your own kind frozen in ice, but it doesn't matter if everyone is dressed in scales anyway. Maybe you're looking for some of your kind to eat, and then find a way to grow like a frozen throne, as noble as the two summoning snakes that can accompany the shrine maiden.

"Shrine Maiden, Shrine Maiden, before the master died, let us remind you all the time, but the bridge school has killed another of our companions, and we must hurry up to take revenge." A summoning snake said.

"Shrine maiden, shrine maiden, the master said to let us obey you, but you didn't do anything, which embarrassed us." Another summoning snake pandered.

"I've just made a prediction about the future, and now I'm physically and mentally exhausted and need to rest." Butterfly Shrine Maiden said.

Her answer obviously did not satisfy the summoning snake, but there was no way, and the two animals could only dare to be angry. After all, the Butterfly Shrine Maiden is a person who has been to the Ghost Gate, and she has the imprint of King Yama on her body.

Not to mention the orders of their former masters, the butterfly witch is now the absolute leader of this pile of reptiles, and even if they are the henchmen of their former masters, these two summoning snakes have no place in front of her.

There was a gust of wind mixed with ice and snow outside the door, and it was not difficult for the two summoning snakes to do this, although they had long been accustomed to such low temperatures, but after the gate of the palace was not closed, the snowflakes piled in, and the last thing to do was only the two of them.

You can't go out and eat people, and you can only do the work of the next people, otherwise their existence will lose its meaning.

Maybe it was feeling a hint of warmth in the wind, or maybe the smell of blood, the butterfly witch smelled something. She sighed "here", and then spread the purple translucent butterfly wings behind her back and flew outside.

"What's the matter? It's been like this for the last few days, flying around inexplicably, can't you stop a little? A summoning snake complained.

"Let's keep up, if something goes wrong with her, we won't survive." Another summoning snake said.

However, before the two of their fat, wriggling bodies had moved much, they noticed that the butterfly witch had returned.

"Nothing." Butterfly Shrine Maiden said.

"Miko, there is no one in this icy and snowy world, if you are lonely, we can go outside for a walk. The master often took us to the capital of abstinence during his lifetime, and we know a few interesting places, why don't we go to relax? A summoning snake said.

"Yes, yes, you're so shocked, maybe there's something wrong with your brain, it's better to go out for a walk." Another summoning snake caters.

The Butterfly Shrine Maiden ignored them, and she hesitantly sat on the frozen throne, not knowing what she was thinking. The butterfly hairpin on his head is lifelike, as if he is about to spread his wings.

She took off the butterfly hairpin and threw it away. A small snake stood up and took off its irregularly shaped hairpin.

"Second fool, this thing can't be eaten!" A summoning snake hurriedly lifted the little snake by its tail and flicked it around, trying to make it spit out the hairpin.

"It's hopeless, bury it." Another summoning snake said.

The Butterfly Maiden ignored the riots she had caused, she didn't have the consciousness of being the heir of the last most vicious witch, and she didn't have the consciousness that she was the master of this ice palace, she just had nowhere to go, so she stayed here.

She thought to herself: What am I expecting? yes, how could you possibly find me? No matter how similar this hairpin is, it's not the one you gave me.

Outside the palace, under the thick snow, lay a man. He wasn't buried in it because of an avalanche or something, but he got into it himself.

Hide your temperature and breath from the snow, which is a good cover given by nature. Although it is a little cold, it can cold people to death, but Xia Dongliang doesn't care, he is already going to die anyway.

The two cross-cutting fatal wounds on his chest and abdomen weakened his vitality to the minimum. This is the judgment of the angels, it is the power of the Ganzhi discipline law that is purer than his strength, and in the face of the suppression of the ability of the superior, he has no chance to heal his wounds at all.

He should have been dead in the battle with the precept angel Leng Yue, dead to death, even if he didn't have to cut off his head, there was absolutely no room for resurrection.

But as if in a terrible dream, when he regained consciousness, he found himself unscathed, lying at the foot of the snowy mountain.

That place he knew, it was the intersection where he hesitated and didn't know whether to go up or down, and he was there to flip a coin and decide his journey with heads and tails.

In short, later he chose to go up, then met Leng Yue, and finally he died.

However, the reality of being alive now was like a cold wind and a knife blowing on his face, making him clearly understand that he was still alive and that the fact that he was alive was not a dream.

If his life is not a dream, then the thing that he died when he met the cold moon was a dream, could it be that he fell asleep while flipping a coin, and then had an extremely real dream?

Xia Dongliang wants to walk along the top of the fork in the road, he wants to go back to the place where he died to take a look, he wants to know everything he has experienced, which is a dream and which is real.