The white expanse of the earth is really clean, the world is full of melting snow, I don't know how deep it is, the snow field reaches the sky, I don't know how wide it is, then at the other end of the skyline, abruptly pull up a very high snow peak, straight into the clouds, like a sword that is upside down into the sky. This snow-capped mountain is extremely high and breathtaking, and I am afraid to get close to it.

Fan Xian lowered his head and found that his bare feet were stepping on the snow, but strangely he didn't feel the ice pain, but he clearly felt the touch brought by one snowflake, he felt a little surprised, squinted his eyes and looked at the high mountain in front of the snow field, but his eyes were stung by the light reflected back from the ice and snow on the mountain wall.

The sky and the earth are very bright, as if there are nine suns above the snow clouds, Fan Xian doesn't know how long he has been walking in this snowfield, five days, six days, he has not slept, but this day has never been dark, it seems that there is no difference between day and night in this ghost place.

"The last time I came, it was always night at first, and then it was daytime. ”

A voice rang in Fan Xian's ears, he turned his head to look, and saw a face that had not been seen for a long time, with an unhealthy flush on that old face, and at a glance, he knew that it was the sequelae after eating ephedra pills. Fan Xian tilted his head and looked at Sean strangely, thinking to himself, aren't you dead?

He felt a little strange, but subconsciously there was a spiritual power that made him not think about this strange question, but asked very directly: "The temple is in that snowy mountain?"

"yes. It is the holy place on earth, a place that no mortal can touch. Sean sighed, and then the face turned into countless fragments of light. Fell on the snow and was never found again.

Fan Xian squatted down. Digging in the snowdrift with red hands, as if trying to catch the dead Sean again, continue to ask some questions, and then dig for a long time, the snow pit is getting deeper and deeper, but there is no trace of it, but next to the deepening snow pit, I see a shadow.

A man in a hat in a sackcloth was sitting beside a snow pit. His eyes were as clear as the sea, and he quietly looked at the snowy mountain.

"Where are your shoes? Where are my shoes?" Fan Xian jumped out of the snow pit, glanced at his bare and red feet, and then at the same naked feet of the Mai man wearing a hat, and saw the man's bald head through the hat, and said with a smile: "I know that you are a bitter lotus, you also came to the temple back then, and you and Sean have both eaten human flesh." ”

Sitting on the snow, Kuhe smiled. "The temple is not sacred, it's just a ruined temple. ”

"But the world knows that you have infinite respect for the temple, and you once knelt on the bluestone steps in front of the temple for several months before you were bestowed by God. ”

"But you know that's not the case. Kuhe turned his head, looked at Fan Xian calmly and said, "How can there be invincible power in this world?"

After saying this. The bitter lotus vanished as if he had never appeared. In an instant, just where the bitter lotus disappeared, the short Sword Saint Grandmaster suddenly appeared, staring at a pair of big eyes. He yelled angrily at Fan Xian: "Where are my ashes?

Fan Xianxian was startled. Only then did it occur to me that I seemed to have forgotten something, and I seemed to have promised to look around the sword. If you want to go to the temple, you will take his ashes and sprinkle them on the stone steps of the temple, so that he can see what kind of amazing people are in that temple.

Fan Xian was extremely distressed and said: "That mountain is so tall and so cold, I can't get close to it at all, even if I take your ashes with me, it's useless." ”

"It's an excuse!" Si Gu Jian roared angrily, "It's just an excuse!"

Then the sword stabbed over, rolling up a snowflake, spreading between the sky and the earth, graceful and beautiful and irresistible. Fan Xian's face turned pale, and he tried his best to trample on the soft snowfield with his bare feet, rushing towards the snow-capped mountain in front of him, which seemed to be impossible to conquer.

Then he saw a black dot slowly but firmly moving towards the snowy mountain, Fan Xian was overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Wuzhu, wait for me." ”

Wuzhu, who was covered in black cloth, didn't seem to hear any sound at all, and still walked towards the mountain indifferently and firmly. And the sword behind Fan Xian had already arrived, the sword flower was just one, but it opened countless petals in an instant, and each sword flower cut off a piece of flesh and blood on Fan Xian's chest and abdomen.

The endless pain made Fan Xian howl miserably, and he fell to the ground, and the blood on his body flowed onto the snow, and he was immediately frozen into crimson blood flowers, like a precious and murderous agate.

Fan Xian watched Uncle Wuzhu walk towards the Great Snow Mountain, which was still so tall and cold, he felt the unbearable pain coming from his heart, and felt the despair and fear in his mind.

Then he woke up.

Fan Xian snorted, struggled to sit up from the bed, sweating profusely, wetting all his underwear, he subconsciously touched his chest, and found that except for some soreness, he had not really been cut off countless pieces of flesh.

It was already night, and it seemed that after waking up at dusk, he quietly looked at the top of the bed, and then fell asleep again, but he didn't know why he had such a nightmare, and those who had been the best people in this world appeared in his dreams one by one, telling him stories about the snow-capped mountain, and then persuading him, encouraging him, and abandoning him.

Fan Xian gasped heavily, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the quilt on his body in a daze, and thought of the big snow mountain in the dream, he still shuddered, he knew what the big snow mountain in the dream represented in the real world, and he also knew that the man was actually stronger and more indifferent than the big snow mountain, but the snow mountain was in front of him, and he always had to climb it.

In the imperial study of the imperial palace, His Majesty the Emperor slowly opened his eyes. When he woke up, he looked at the *** on the desk around him, and realized that it was already night at this time. There was a little indifference in his eyes. Something was strange because he had a dream earlier. He dreamed that he was standing on top of a lonely snow-capped mountain, enjoying the worship and admiration of hundreds of people in the snowy fields below, but there was no one around him, just like the snow-capped mountain.

Those people are about to be frozen into zombies, and they may not have much pleasure to grab by such creatures. The Emperor slowly closed his eyes, thinking of the eyes of those who looked at him indifferently in his dreams, the eyes of his familiar companions. There were no words for a long time.

"I'm going to burn my face. The Emperor spoke.

Eunuch Yao, who had been waiting beside him, answered the order, pushed open the door of the imperial study, and whispered before leaving: "Ye Daren has been waiting in the front hall. ”

The Emperor didn't say anything, waved his hand a little annoyedly, and the door to the imperial study was shut. Although His Majesty the Emperor Qingguo has his own palace in the harem, he has been diligent in political affairs and energetic for so many years. He was also accustomed to staying up late in the imperial study to approve the recitals, and a set of bedding was placed here, so he rarely went back to the palace to rest, but often spent the night in the imperial study.

If it is said that most of the life of Emperor Qing is spent in the imperial study, it is not a lie. After nightfall on weekdays. In this quiet study, except for the emperor, only his closest eunuchs could enter, and when Gonggong Hong died, Hong Zhu lost power. A person who can park in the study at night. There was only Eunuch Yao.

However, there is a woman in this quiet imperial study today, and there is a sense of calm between the eyebrows of this girl, which is naturally irrefutable. With a delicate face, wearing a half-fur shirt, she sat quietly on the round pier opposite the soft collapse, and a box was placed at her feet.

The emperor glanced at the woman and said gently: "You haven't rested much in the past two days, stay for a while and go to the harem to rest." ”

Fan Ruoruo calmly saluted and didn't say anything, since she was admitted to the palace at noon the day before yesterday to heal His Majesty's injuries, her movement has been greatly restricted, although no one said anything explicitly, but she knew that she had to stay in the palace.

In the past two days, His Majesty the Emperor has kept her by his side, even when she was in the imperial study, and when her subordinates reported information related to the Fan Mansion, Fan Ruoruo was listening quietly by the side, and His Majesty the Emperor didn't seem to avoid her much.

The Emperor glanced at her faintly, and easily saw a deep worry in the calm between the woman's brows, and he knew what she was worried about. What is very wonderful is that the emperor left Miss Fan by his side in the past two days, not only to suppress Fan Xian, nor just because Fan Ruo wanted to heal him, but the emperor felt that this niece was a girl, this kind of refreshing and indifferent temperament was really very suitable for his temper, and chatted with her at will, whether it was astronomy and geography or the various scenery in the world, Fan Ruoruo could always catch up with His Majesty the Emperor in a sentence or two.

"Don't worry about anything. The emperor coughed lightly, although Fan Ruoruo had rejuvenated his hands and had already taken out most of the iron filings and steel balls in his body, after all, the lethality of Chen Pingping's wheelchair double bombardment was too great, and no one knew that he was actually seriously injured.

Emperor Qing is a great grandmaster, so he can survive, if he is replaced by anyone else, I am afraid that he will already die under Chen Pingping's double guns.

"Ann ...... Your brother has some misunderstandings about me, and when these misunderstandings are cleared up in the future, it will be fine. His Majesty the Emperor didn't know why, and it seemed that he didn't want to see the little girl of the Fan family worried, so he explained softly against his temperament.

And this is indeed the emperor's sincere words, in his opinion, An Zhi has always been a person who attaches great importance to love and righteousness, Chen Pingping's tragic death will inevitably make him unable to figure it out for a while, and he can't turn the corner for a while. In the future, if Fan Xian knew about the great evil causes that Chen Pingping had planted against the Li royal family, and had done so many poisons to Fan Xian, Fan Xian would naturally figure it out.

"Your Majesty said yes. Fan Ruoruo bowed his head.

The emperor's expression became a little gloomy, he didn't like the tone of the Fan family's girl speaking at this time, after a long time, he didn't have a seizure, he just slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said: "An Zhi has been sleeping for a day and a night, it seems that he has really worked the way." ”

Fan Ruoruo raised her head, bit her lower lip gently, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor in front of him, who couldn't see through the depth no matter what, and didn't know how to answer at all. The elder brother was sleeping on the couch in the house at this time, and it must be impossible to sleep peacefully. And what kind of emotions does Your Majesty's words represent?

"Tell me about your studies in Qingshan, but I have never set foot in the land of Northern Qi. This has always been a regret of the land. The Emperor naturally changed his mind, for some reason. He really followed Fan Ruoruo's wishes, knowing that if he talked about the affairs of Kyoto, the affairs of the Fan Mansion would make this girl's family feel cold.

"Of course, it won't be long before I can go to Qingshan and see for myself. The Emperor smiled slightly.

Fan Ruoruo replied respectfully: "The scenery on the green mountains is excellent, and the senior brothers of Tianyi are also very good to me. ”

"After all, you are my Daqing people, although I don't know what tricks Fan Xian used back then. actually forced Kuhe's dead bald head to accept you as a closed disciple, but presumably those Northern Qi people are still uncomfortable looking at you. The emperor wiped the gray hair from his sideburns and said casually.

Fan Ruoruo smiled naturally and said, "Your Majesty's eyes are like torches, and that was indeed the case at the beginning, but then the teacher spoke, and Senior Sister Begonia returned to the mountain, so it was naturally fine." ”

"Speaking of the woman Begonia. How did An Zhi and her deal with it?" the emperor asked calmly with a flash of emotion in his eyes.

Fan Ruoruo clearly felt that His Majesty the Emperor was not asking anything about this matter, but was just very curious about this story of men and women that was spread all over the world. She looked at His Majesty the Emperor's slightly pale face in a daze, and suddenly thought. These things are all related to the elder brother, and the elder brother will never talk about the details of these things with His Majesty.

Fan Ruoruo suddenly understood that His Majesty the Emperor was just old, just lonely, just lonely. Just as a father. But he never got the treatment of his father, so he kept himself in this palace. I want to talk more to myself, I want to know more about some ordinary things in the world, and I want to know more about my brother.

The frequent conversation between the emperor and the young girl went on calmly and strangely, and it was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor was in a better mood, and a rare gentle expression began to appear on his pale face.

The door of the imperial study was pushed open, and Eunuch Yao led two little eunuchs in with copper basins, and inside the basins was white mist steaming geothermal water. The emperor took the hot towel from Eunuch Yao's hand, motioned for Fan Ruoruo to continue speaking, and then covered his face with the rolling towel and wiped it vigorously on his eye sockets a few times.

Emperor Qing under the towel slowly closed his eyes, no one could see his expression at the moment, and no one knew that he was at the previous moment, and suddenly thought of taking Li Chengping back to the palace after the autumn rain yesterday, Xiao San'er was holding his hand and trembling, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at himself.

It's like many years ago.

The emperor's heart suddenly swelled with extremely indifferent anger, he tore off the towel on his face and threw it on the ground, and after taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed his temperament, looked at Eunuch Yao and said, "Why is it so long?"

Eunuch Yao knelt down and replied in a trembling voice: "There was something important to report from the inner court before, so it was delayed for a while. ”

Say. ”

"The ......inner court rests on the eyeliner outside the Fan Mansion" Speaking of this, Father-in-law Yao subconsciously glanced at Miss Fan Mansion, who was looking at him in a daze, and quickly lowered his head, "A total of fourteen people, all killed." ”

The emperor's face sank like ice, and he slowly sat up straight on the couch, looking at Eunuch Yao without saying a word.

Fan Ruoruo, who was sitting on the side, suddenly heard the news, and his face gradually turned white, unable to let go. In the past two days, she has been guarding the imperial study, guarding the side of His Majesty the Emperor, and naturally knows that her brother has returned to Beijing yesterday afternoon and has returned to the house, and although the inner court and the military have relaxed the suppression of the Fan Mansion on the surface, they still have countless eyeliners responsible for monitoring outside the mansion.

What did my brother think in his heart? Didn't he know that His Majesty had let him sleep peacefully in the mansion, and that what he was waiting for was for him to wake up and enter the palace to plead guilty? But he was going to kill all the people sent by His Majesty? Wasn't he afraid of angering His Majesty? The frosty color on His Majesty the Emperor's face slowly melted at this moment, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he smiled with a hint of sarcasm, and said calmly: "Continue to send people over, I have hundreds of millions of people in the world, can he kill them all alone?"

The main gate of Fan's Mansion was wide open, hanging high, shining the half of the street in the south of the city clearly, like daytime, Fan Xian was covered in blood, and walked over from the shadows that could not be illuminated, and slowly walked to the door of his house under the frightened gaze of those wearing official uniforms and showing their identities on the street

He sat down on the bench at the main entrance of Fan's mansion, threw the blood-stained Great Wei Tianzi Sword at his feet, stretched out his hand and scrubbed twice in the hot water basin handed by the servant, and the water in the basin suddenly turned into blood.