The western part of the Cangling Country. Conch Province. Heavenly Rin City. Yunliu Town. Jiao.

A towering mountain rises over a mountain range, as if overlooking the towns and villages in the east, west, and north. Whether it is between its peak and halfway up the mountain, or the "matchbox" and "nest head" in front of it, they are all tightly wrapped in snow. The endless wind howled incessantly in the air, repeatedly blowing snowflakes that were close to the size of a palm, and stirring the entire sky into chaos. The sky was like a pot of eight-treasure porridge, stirred repeatedly by a huge spoon waved by the great hand of the gods.

Tianluo Province is one of the three provinces in the northwest region of Cangling Kingdom. From the map, it is shaped like an obtuse triangle, with the Cangyan Province to the east and northeast, and the Plains Province where the national capital Cangling City is located in the southeast. To the west and southwest, it borders the border with the country of Kinwa. It is the westernmost point of the Cangling Kingdom, and it is also the province with the longest border in the Cangling Kingdom. Qingluo Pass, which was once breached by the Jianyan* team, is located on the Qingluo Mountain Range in the southwest of it. Because of this, it is also the province with the lowest average temperature in autumn and winter in the entire Cangling Kingdom. Since the beginning of winter this year, the province has been blowing a snowstorm that has not been seen in a century, which has lasted for more than ten days, and there is still no sign of stopping.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a depression that has long been filled with snow. From the outside, it looks like a small cave that is not too deep. Ordinary people can't tell if it's a natural depression or a depression caused by the behavior of people or spirit animals. It is not large, about 20 cubic meters, and there is no shelter, whether it is wind or snow, it can be poured in without reservation. Snow had already filled most of its space, and all that was left was a small space to hide.

Cold Cold is standing in the middle of it. His eyes were straight ahead, his legs spread apart, and he stood firmly in the ankle-deep snow. The wind was like a knife and the snow was like a saw, constantly cutting through his thin face and body in a cotton robe that was not too thick. He was unmoved, as if these things didn't exist at all.

The Ice Blade appeared in his hand, emitting a blue glow. A layer of ice-blue and white protective spiritual power clinged to his body. This layer of protective spiritual power could only protect him* from the slashing wind, but it could not protect against the cold.

The snow is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger. The entire sky was almost completely white, and everything gradually became blurred, hidden behind the heavy snowfall. In comparison, that small pinch of blue light is so insignificant that it can be swallowed up by a huge blizzard at any time.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Leng Han suddenly moved, holding the hilt of the ice knife with both hands, standing firmly on his feet, waving the knife in his hand and practicing the knife technique. The blue sword light was a little more vigorous, turning into the same color of ice blue and white as the spiritual power of the talisman.

The speed of his arms became faster and faster, but his lower body was as steady as a rock, and he did not waver in the slightest. The ice-blue shadow of the knife flickered rapidly, increasing in frequency, changing from the one being to the one being cutter, constantly cutting through the oncoming blizzard, as if to crush every snowflake. With each swing, the light on the blade became brighter, but the color slowly became lighter, closer to the color of the condensed ice in the snowfield.

The ice-blue sword light became faster and faster, and it became fainter and fainter. Countless blade shadows as thin as cicada wings flickered continuously, from points to lines, and from lines to planes. Gradually, countless rays of light and shadow formed a light mask, completely covering the cold figure. After a few more minutes, the mask seemed to change from invisible to tangible, and began to expand. The cold wind was still howling, but not a single snowflake fell into the range of the mask. The whole snow net was as if a small hole had been torn out of thin air, revealing a small hole that was not very obvious. If one could look closer, they would find that every snowflake that blew into the range of the mask was shattered, and some of it was transformed into pure ice element, which was sucked into the mask.

The wind suddenly became stronger. Three snowflakes blew along a strong wind from the northwest, blowing from the top, middle and bottom directions of the mask.

The reticle immediately revealed three slender notches. Dense snowflakes penetrate the mask from the upper left, lower left and lower right corners, instantly lengthening and widening the gap.

The light mask instantly shrank, turning into three half-moon-shaped ice-blue blades of light, slashing in three directions: front, left, and right. The three blades of light flowed into the sea like raindrops, merging into the flying snow net, and disappeared in a matter of seconds.

The cold body fell backwards, and he fell heavily into the snowdrift. He was sweating on his forehead, neck, and palms, gasping for air. The Ice Blade turned into a streamer of light and returned to his body. He raised his arms, which were a little sore, looked at his palms, and sighed.

A faint pillar of white light descended from the sky in time, enveloping his body. The wind and snowflakes seemed to have eyes, and they automatically bypassed the pillar of light. Not a single snowflake fell into the beam of light. In the center of the pillar of light, there were several bright white flashes.

Bai Suxin slowly descended from the sky like a fairy in mythology. There was a faint smile on her gentle face, like a mother facing a child who had made an insignificant mistake. She was still wearing the long, thin white dress, which only covered all parts of her body except her head. The howling winds, the snowflakes flying up and down, the cold temperatures, seemed to her as if they were completely non-existent.

"Master. Leng Han turned over, got up from the snowdrift, and saluted Bai Suxin.

Bai Suxin didn't say anything, just smiled and stretched out his hand, and gently patted Leng Han's shoulder and back. Her silky right hand suddenly turned bright white, emitting a faint streamer.

Leng Han exhaled a long breath of turbidity. He felt that all the spiritual power that had just been lost in his body had been restored, and the soreness in his body had disappeared. He lowered his head and shook his head gently.

"Master. I still can't practice. ”

"It's okay, Han. ”

Bai Suxin took out a handkerchief from his cuff and gently wiped away the beads of sweat on Leng Han's forehead and neck.

"This time was better than the previous ones. Your progress is still relatively large. ”

"Hmm. Leng Han nodded respectfully and tidied up the clothes on his body. When he was practicing the knife technique just now, he used a little too much force, causing his clothes and hair to fall apart.

Bai Suxin turned around and glanced down the mountain. The wind and snow completely covered the sky, and the sky and the ground were all snow-white. Only in the cracks of a few huge snow nets can you see a few groups of black or brown "matchboxes" hidden in the white and uneven mountains.

"This year's snow is so heavy. I remember the last time it snowed this heavily was when I was very young. ”

"Master, isn't there more snow on the front line?" Leng Han asked.

"Yes. The snow was heavier on the front line. The closer you get to the northwest, the heavier the snow becomes. ”

Bai Suxin raised his hand and waved it again, as if he wanted to dust something off his clothes. Her eyes were always fixed in the direction of Qingluoguan.

"If I keep scraping like this, I'm going to have to do it. Otherwise, the traffic in the entire Tianluo Province will be affected. Logistics may be affected, and there may be a sneak attack by the enemy. ”

"Will the enemy still sneak attack?" Leng Han's voice became a little dryer, "Hasn't the border defense been strengthened?"

"Yes. After the Central Army went into battle, the enemy's Spirits troops never broke through our defenses again. According to the current information, the spirit general of the Jianyan Kingdom has not yet appeared on the battlefield ahead. ”

Leng Han took two steps forward and stood behind Bai Suxin. His gaze was also fixed on the direction of Qingluoguan. No one noticed that his royal blue eyes were covered with a faint haze, as well as a vague layer of transparent fluid.

The master and apprentice stood side by side, allowing time to pass by second by second. The whistling sounds from all directions came and went, some were the sound of the wind, and some were the roars of spirit beasts in the mountains.

"Master. ”

Leng Han licked his lips and opened his mouth with difficulty. His voice changed, and suddenly it was an octave lower, as if he had been shouting and shouting hoarsely.

"'They', will they be on the battlefield?"

Bai Suxin didn't look back, just shook his head. Her breathing suddenly quickened a lot, and her snort suddenly doubled.

"I'm not sure either. All I know is that 'they' must be alive. I believe that 'they' are 'there'. ”

"What should we do?" asked Leng Han.

"Xiao Han," Bai Suxin's tone became a little colder, "you don't need to think about this now. This war has nothing to do with you for the time being. You're now an advanced cadet and you're about to do more internships......"

"But I must know what I should do!" Leng Han suddenly shouted.

Bai Suxin turned her head suddenly, facing the cold cold who was about a head taller than her. She had never seen him look so anxious.

"Master," Leng Han's voice softened, as if he was about to cry, as if he was begging for something, "I...... I'll have to face them sooner or later...... They are my loved ones...... If they die on the battlefield, I don't know...... I'll never be able to cross this ......."

Bai Suxin took out her handkerchief again and gently wiped away the tears in the corners of her cold eyes. In her eyes, too, there were tears glinting.

"Xiao Han. I know. But you also have to know. ”

She turned around again, facing in the direction of Qingluo Pass, and looked up at the wind and snow in the sky.

"It's not up to you and me to decide what happens on the battlefield. Some things can really only be explained by fate......"

"Whew-whew-"

"Whew-"

Dozens of loud howls suddenly came from the lower right side of the mountain. The howl resounded through the sky, even drowning out the whirring wind.

"How so? This is ......"

"Master, what's wrong?" Leng Han asked.

"There is a spirit beast rioting. Come on. ”

Bai Suxin released a wave of pure white spiritual power that enveloped her and her cold body. The master and apprentice floated out of the depression and slowly descended down the mountain