"Brother Changfeng. ”

Kyaukling, into this courtyard.

"Ling'er, what's the matter?"

Yan Feng was slightly surprised when he saw the arrival of Kyaukling.

"It's nothing, I just want to come and see you. ”

Kyaukling walked to Yan Feng's side, and the two stood side by side, looking at the blue sky and white clouds.

"I don't know if there are snow-capped mountains here. ”

Almost subconsciously, Kyaukling said this.

Snow......

Yan Feng's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia.

Back then, when Kyaukling had not yet become the palace master of the Shark Moon Palace, the two of them spent those years together.

"Yes. ”

Yan Feng, as soon as he grabbed Jiaoling's hand, suddenly turned into a sword shadow and disappeared into the sky.

Wind and snow, drifting between heaven and earth.

As far as the eye can see, it is all covered with snow.

Luohe Snow Field.

The reason why it is called this name is because there is a river here, and this river is called Luo River.

And this river flows in this snowy land.

What's even more amazing is that this river will not freeze, under such a wind and snow, except for this Luo River.

A large lake that originally belonged to this area has long been frozen three feet.

And right now.

In this snowy land......

The highest of them had a sword shadow that came from heaven and earth and landed on the top of this mountain.

Severe wind, bright spirit.

Looking at the snow in front of me, although it is different from the snow back then, it is ......

That familiar feeling came back to me again.

Kyaukling looked at the snow, smiled on his face, and stepped on the snow with one foot, one foot.

As if in the past, the spirit that ran happily in the snow is back.

For that scene, Yan Feng ......

In this life, I will never forget it.

"Brother Changfeng, can you still take me to the snow field in the future?"

The voice of the past seemed to still echo in Yan Feng's ears.

Flash......

It's been so long.

"Brother Changfeng. ”

Kyaukling took two steps forward, and did not look back, but spoke.

"Ling'er should have something going on. ”

Yan Feng also took two steps forward, standing with Kyaukling, also looking at the endless snowfield.

Snow, from the sky, fell one after another.

As far as the eye can see, it is snow-white.

The only difference is that the Luo River......

Flowing quietly, this river is not afraid of this cold world at all, and maintains its original appearance.

"Sister Xue'er, she ......"

Kyaukling knew she shouldn't have asked this question, but ...... She couldn't help but want to ask, to know the answer.

"Don't worry, she's fine. ”

Yan Feng replied very quickly.

For this answer, Jiaoling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

She is not an ordinary woman, let alone the kind of woman with a small belly.

She knew who Yan Feng loved.

Therefore, she won't snatch anything, she just wants to be by his side silently, enough.

As for why she asked Lin Xue'er about the situation, it was because she wanted to know ......

He's in a state of mind right now.

Jiao Ling knew very well that Yan Feng's mood basically changed around Lin Xue'er.

Just as her mood changes with the wind.

It's the same.

"This snow, it's so beautiful. ”

Kyaukling stretched out her hand, and the falling snow fell on her palm.

Yan Feng also raised his hand, and when the snow fell on his hand, it turned into water......

Yan Feng's eyes were fierce!

This snow!

Yan Feng clearly sensed an unusual aura from the snow.

Raising his head slightly, Yan Feng looked at the sky.

Where does this snow come from?

Kyaukling didn't know what Yan Feng had discovered.

I saw the harsh wind, and stepped out.

The figure appeared directly in the middle of this snowfield.

hand, slightly raised.

Grip on it!

With the grip of this hand, the world of this snowfield, the falling snow, as if spiritual, all surging towards the severe wind.

In front of Yan Feng, a huge snowball slowly formed under the condensation of this scattered snow.

A huge snowball floated in front of him, and Yan Feng's eyebrows condensed slightly.

In the distance, Jiao Ling, who was on the top of the snow peak, was also looking at the snowball, she didn't know what Yan Feng had found.

After all, she didn't see anything unusual when she looked at the snow.

Yan Feng, his hand slowly raised.

Falling on the snowball, his divine consciousness turned into a thousand threads and disappeared into the snowball.

Yan Feng's expression, his brows......

Slowly, wrinkled!

Jiao Ling, looking at the harsh wind as if he had been in a state of flux.

Naturally, she rose into the air and appeared in the sky above Yan Feng, and her divine sense began to envelop the entire snowfield, preventing anyone from approaching.

She didn't know what Yan Feng was doing.

But she knows one thing, and that's very important.

That is, the harsh wind at this moment must not be disturbed in the slightest.

The wind and snow are still howling.

But at this moment, on this snowy field, there is a scene.

A huge snowball floats in the sky.

A person, as if he is contemplating the exercises, enters a state of concentration before this snowball.

And in this higher place, there is a woman, whose own strength envelops all the circles.

Meanwhile.

Outside of Qianyang County, Hehai County.

This is the closest county to the northern part of Qianyang County.

At this moment, many border cities in Hehai County are in a panic.

Because, there are 200,000 monks, and they are surging towards here.

At the forefront of this group of monks.

Monkey King, Monkey King!

Dressed in armor and carrying a Dinghai God Needle in his hand, he was at the forefront of this team.

Dao Aoki divided the team into east, west, north and south, and this north was led by Sun Wukong.

When approaching the closed city here, he didn't wait for the people above the city to react.

All of them were suddenly discovered from heaven.

There's a huge stick, and it's pressed down!

Rumble!

Under the stick, the entire enchantment of the city, the city wall, all collapsed.

But it is very strange that such a powerful force did not hurt anyone, let alone casualties.

At first, many people were still congratulating themselves on their luck.

But the next sentence, they understood.

That rumor is not fake.

This huge stick, it's not that it doesn't kill them, but it intends to kill them at all.

"Those who descend do not kill. ”

A voice echoed throughout the city.

The many monks who were originally ready to defend to the death, this moment ......

After looking at the lord of the city, and then at the sticks that still fell on the city wall, they all made their own choices.

Two words: surrender.

Under such power, it is simply not something they can stop.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's strength is above the top gods, and only when the great gods come out can they restrain him.

And to stop the war on the continent, the Great God Venerable, there are only three of them, and none of them care.

(End of chapter)