On a country road under the Snow Mountain of Tianyuanzong, the snow-covered road surface is particularly beautiful, and the white coat above the trees supports a bleak beauty.

On the path, I saw a woman wearing a white silk luo, a light white mink coat, holding a long sword with a white scabbard, her black hair was tied on her head by a turquoise hairpin, showing that beautiful face, her red lips and Danfeng's big eyes can be called a peerless beauty, this is Murong Xue.

Murong Xue stood on the path and looked around, there was a white patch everywhere, the goose-featherlike snow in the sky was still flying, and her eyes were full of confusion.

After a long time, Murong Xue raised her head, looked at the high snow peaks in the distance, closed her eyes, sighed deeply, and walked towards the south.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the former Fujia Village no longer exists, and all that remains there are the houses that were not burned down by the fire three months ago, and the two lonely graves.

Today, Fujia Village ushered in a strange guest, only to see Murong Xue alone, walking towards Fujia Village.

At this time, the ruins of Fujia Village were already overgrown with weeds, although the green grass was dense, but it was always full of sadness.

The more he walked forward, looking at the scene in front of him, the tragic situation of Fujia Village seemed to appear in Murong Xue's mind.

Shuizun, who was reincarnated, still has that heart that pities the world.

Unconsciously, tears wet her delicate face at this moment, and the breeze blew, revealing bursts of coolness.

Entering Fujia Village, looking at the ruins that had been burned by the fire, I felt an inexplicable pain in my heart.

Stepping into Fu Yuan's small courtyard, looking at the two lonely tombstones in the middle of the courtyard, a sense of sadness came from my heart.

Looking at the two tombstones, stroking the cold tears on her cheeks, Murong Xue said in a daze, "What's wrong with me, how can I cry?"

At this moment, Murong Xue's pupils shrank, the long sword in her hand was unsheathed in vain, and she turned her head to look outside the small courtyard.

"Who is it? Murong Xue looked at it vigilantly at this time, the long sword in her hand clenched in front of her chest, and Yuan Li had already begun to secretly move.

After hearing Murong Xue's words, he saw that outside the small courtyard, Murong Bo slowly walked out, looking at Murong Xue and frowning.

I only heard Murong Bo say softly: "Mother said that you are likely to come here, I don't believe it yet, sister, go back with me?" Father was very angry. ”

Seeing that it was Murong Bo, Murong Xue put down the sword in his hand, but it was still not sheathed, looked at Murong Bo and said, "Brother, you just let me go, I want to go to him, only when I find him can I figure out the confusion in my heart." ”

The relationship between the two siblings has been very good over the years, and Murong Xue will tell Murong Bo anything about it, so of course Murong Bo understands what he means.

I saw Murong Bo's brows furrowed, and after a long time, he said: "Sister, he is dead, our third uncle and the Kaiyuan Sect of the Liuli Sect have searched the entire continent and there is no trace of him, he is dead, let's go back." ”

Murong Bo's words were full of tenderness, but when he heard Murong Bo's words, Murong Xue clenched the sword in his hand, looked at Murong Bo and said, "No, there is still a place they haven't found, where am I going, I must know what I have to do with him." ”

Hearing Murong Xue's words, Murong Bo's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "No, sister, my father said in that place, you must not go anywhere, listen to my brother's advice, go back with me, and apologize to my father." ”

Murong Xue shook her head firmly.

"Brother, you understand me, you get out of the way. ”

Hearing Murong Xue's words, Murong Bo's face changed instantly, the long sword on his back made a clear sound, and he fell out of his body into Murong Bo's hands, and his eyes looking at Murong Xue were full of embarrassment.

"Sister, let me ask you again, do you want to go back with me, my father's order is that you must be brought back at all costs. ”

Looking at Murong Bo's formation, Murong Xue's face also sank, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Brother, do you really want to beat me?"

Looking at Murong Xue's aggrieved eyes, Murong Bo's eyes were full of unbearability.

From childhood to adulthood, Murong Bo loved his sister very much, as long as it was something Murong Xue wanted, Murong Bo would help her get it at all costs, and now looking at Murong Xue's aggrieved tears, Murong Bo closed his eyes sadly and lowered his head.

And at the moment when Murong Bo closed his eyes, a strong wind came, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Murong Xue attacking with a sword, and the sword was no more than three inches away from him.

Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly turned around and escaped Murong Xue's sword in embarrassment.

But Murong Xue was pressing, and Murong Bo had no choice but to raise his sword to counterattack.

The collision of the swords indicates the first contest between the two brothers and sisters, there is no life and death, the sword has parting, and the moment when the two brothers and sisters come out of the sword, it is destined to win or lose.

The cultivation of the two is almost the same, but Murong Bo is already slightly better, and he has dozens of moves, and Murong Xue has finally fallen into a disadvantage.

I saw Murong Xue turn around, raise her long sword high, and shout in her mouth: "Remnant Snow Burial!"

I saw a snow-white sword rising into the sky, and the snow around the sword was flying, and the air temperature dropped violently in an instant.

Seeing this trick of remnant snow burial, Murong Bo's face also changed slightly.

I saw that Murong Bo was also in a deep voice at this time, raised his sword above his head, and shouted loudly: "Remnant snow burial." ”

Same move, different momentum.

I saw that Murong Bo's remnant snow burial was different, only to see that above the white sword, the snowflakes were violently scattered, and the sword momentum was far above Murong Xue.

Seeing this, Murong Xue frowned, shouted, and the huge sword slashed towards Murong Bo.

Murong Bo's same sword slashed down, and the collision of the two swords produced a huge explosion.

There was a rumbling sound, and the ruined ruins around it were once again destroyed by a powerful hurricane.

However, Murong Xue and Murong Bo were still some distances, and the sword collided and took a few steps back, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Seeing this, Murong Bo hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of anxiety: "Little sister, are you okay?"

Seeing Murong Bo step forward, the corners of Murong Xue's mouth flowed a touch of vermilion, raised his sword on his neck, looked at Murong Bo and shouted excitedly: "You zhanzhu!"

When the words fell, the long sword rubbed a touch of red on Murong Xue's neck.

Seeing this, Murong Bo hurriedly retreated, and said worriedly: "Little sister, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, I'll retreat, retreat, you put down the sword first, put it down quickly." ”

Murong Xue held the sword on his neck with both hands, looked at Murong Bo and said hatefully: "Big brother, I must go, you go back and tell your father, just say that I want to play outside for two more days, don't tell him about me going to the enchanting wilderness, otherwise I will kill myself in front of you immediately." ”

As he spoke, the long sword moved again, and blood flowed down the sword.

Murong Bo understood Murong Xue's temper, and did what he said, how could Murong Bo dare to say anything at this moment, he immediately put away his long sword and said: "Little sister, don't be excited, I'll go, I'll go, I'll leave immediately, I'll leave immediately." ”

As he spoke, he immediately stepped back.

At this moment, Murong Xue turned around and ran away into the distance, losing her figure in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Murong Xue who disappeared from his field of vision, Murong Bo shook his head with a sigh and walked towards the snow mountain.