When Frost Han's drooping eyes were raised, there was already a determination in his eyes, since this is the case, let me fight for you one last time.

Frost and Cold looked ahead, the foamy moonlight was very peaceful, and the crimson flames everywhere were not fierce, licking the air very peacefully, like a child licking the popsicle again and again.

The young man at the back, who was also the head of the Ye family's main lineage, had a hideous face and roared in a low voice: "Everyone, fight! Everyone breaks through at the same time, and there are always one or two who can survive!"

However, after he yelled, everyone looked at each other, with a bit of hope and sarcasm in their eyes, but no one dared to rush over directly.

Frost Cold sneered disdainfully, and pressed over step by step, in her mind, a flame burned, and in the middle of the flame, was her smile.

The red butterfly in front of him hovered in the air, the posture was elegant, a gust of wind blew, the red butterfly was blown away like shredded paper, but it ignited in an instant, and the red flame like fireworks bloomed in the air, and after it bloomed, countless red butterflies poured out from it in an instant, flying in the air, surging to the opposite crowd.

The screams that he had heard countless times tonight sounded in his ears again, and Frost Han stared at the people on the opposite side who were wrapped in flames, his eyes were calm, as if he was waiting for something.

Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, a burst of sword light surged, and then there was a piercing sound of weapons intersecting, and after the sound subsided, Shuang Han had already changed his position, holding the sword in both hands, against a lancet, and on the opposite side of the knife was the head of the Ye family.

The head of the Ye family looked at Frost Cold with a gloomy face, and said, "It seems that I still underestimate the strength of your junior, I advise you not to stop me, let me go, I will give you great benefits." ”

Frost stared at him, his gaze cold.

The bloodshot in the eyes of the head of the Ye family was like a dense spider web, with a bit of hideousness like a beast...... with fear.

There was a crimson flame around, Frost looked at the ugly person opposite, but there was a piece of sunshine in her mind, she woke up in the sun, thousands of lights gathered on her white clothes, dazzling and moving, she looked at herself, smiled lightly in the sun, her voice was as moving as a string, and the first words she said were: "Are you awake?"

Frost Han smiled lightly, and a burst of ice-blue cyclone suddenly erupted around his body, and with both hands, he pushed the head of the Ye family back.

The head of the Ye family stared at the frost in front of him, and read in a low voice: "Burning life......"

Glancing at the red butterfly behind him in fear, the head of the Ye family took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a green flame ignited around his body.

Frost Cold stared at the opponent in front of him, and there was a tingling sensation around his body, he knew that it was a physical instinct, and he knew that there was a high chance that he would die next.

Frost whispered, "You know, I've always liked you so much, and I've never changed. You are so beautiful in the last flame, more beautiful than when I first saw you. ”

A blue sword light in the air galloped towards the head of the Ye family, unstoppable!

The blue sword stabbed on the green knife, and the head of the Ye family was stopped by this sword, and even took a few steps back, and the blue sword light shattered in the air, and the blue spiritual power like broken ice spread in the air, and the frost flew upside down in the air, looking at the broken ice in the air, one by one the broken ice was like a mirror, which contained illusions, and in the illusion, it was her before.

There is her gentle smile to see others, and there is also her heroic spirit that makes patients unable to move, before Ze Li came, in the stars of the night, she and she looked up at the starry sky under the stars, the stars twinkled, both sides looked peaceful, looked up at the void, and imagined the future.

She sighed and said, "Frost and cold, ah......" The sound was very long, as if it had been hidden for a few turns.

She said: "This little grass hut is not your world. ”

Yes, she is idle This grass hut is too small for him, but you are very tall, and you can't knock on the door of your heart for the rest of your life, at that time I was thinking, how lucky it would be if I could get your favor, if I could enter your heart, then that piece of world...... Just right.

But at that time, I was stupid to death, I have always been stupid, and I would only say stupidly: "No." ”

You glanced at me, and that look was also very good-looking.

Among the countless fragments, there is another kind of smile of yours, which is given to you by Zeli, your most perfect smile, the supreme perfection, but unfortunately it will never belong to you.

Thinking about it, a burst of blood rushed to his throat, and he couldn't bear it, so he opened his mouth and spurted out, and the spiritual power turned the blood into a blood mist, which was hazy in the fragments, and everything was as unreal as seeing flowers in a dream.

There was a heart-rending scream in his ears, and he tried his best to look and saw that the head of the Ye family was bathed in crimson flames, and the sky full of burning bone butterflies had disappeared, and only one red butterfly flew leisurely in his direction.

Frost was suddenly a little lonely...... I'm not dead.

The Burning Bone Butterfly slowly fell in the air, stopping on Frost Cold's chest, the red wings with magnificent ancient patterns slowly retracted, like fallen leaves on Frost Cold's chest, and a burst of pure spiritual power flowed from his chest through his limbs and hundreds of remains, and his injuries were recovered little by little, and for some reason, he saw her smiling in the flames again.

Not far away, several figures rushed over, heard Xunchen shouting the voice of the second brother, looked at his chest, only a crimson egg remained, and the residual warm feeling remained in the chest, as if her hand was lightly imprinted on her chest, silent, but extremely gentle.

Frost lowered her head in decadence and closed the corners of her eyes, tears streaked across them.