When did you notice it?

The ticking of water droplets in the distance, the sizzle of ice picks condensing, and the rattling of stepping on snowdrifts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Every sound echoed in Luo Xue's mind, forming a beautiful snow scene.

"Wow...... It's snowing. ”

A child's voice came out, he took his parents' hands and looked at the fluttering snowflakes with joy, the child stretched out his immature little hands, and saw the snowflakes melt in his hands, and his eyes widened with curiosity.

"Dad, why is it gone?"

The child asked curiously.

"Silly boy, it's because it's done its job. ”

"What mission?"

"It's their mission to let our children, everyone here, see this beautiful snowy landscape. ”

......

That's their mission.

The picture in front of Luo Xue's eyes flashed, and she saw a white-haired man sitting alone on a high mountain peak, and under his eyes, there was a chaotic land, without a single color.

The man looked up and saw a snowflake falling into the palm of his hand and not melting. He gently grasped the snowflake, lowered his head, and immersed himself in his own world.

"I can't do anything......"

From the man's eyes, a teardrop fell and fell to the turbid earth, but it could not stir up a ripple.

Above him, there was an even darker sky, more terrifying and deeper than the chaotic earth.

"There are too few epochs to cross, the rules have been suppressed, and whatever you do is only to prolong the death of this world......

Around him, among the mountain peaks, large and small, there were also various people, who jumped up and jumped to the chaotic earth, temporarily bringing a trace of clarity to the earth.

On the earth, there are still some dazzling points of light, but one after another they disappear, and eventually they are either assimilated by chaos or overwhelmed by chaos.

"It's too late, they're coming. ”

The man's face was complicated, and he sighed on his back. After a long time, he spread out his hands, and the snowflake was still lying intact in his palm.

If you don't fulfill your mission, you will definitely not melt.

Looking at the starry sky in the dark, with no end in sight even like a bottomless pit, his eyes suddenly became determined, and then he grasped the snowflakes.

He saw a faint star twinkling in the dark starry sky.

Instead of jumping off, he stood up and rushed into the dark starry sky, letting his body be corrupted, trying to grab his hand at the dim star.

......

The broken sword in Luo Xue's hand collided with the scythe in Dickens's hand, and a strong shock wave lifted up large chunks of earth, changing the terrain.

Although Luo Xue's speed was more than ten times slower than Dickens's, in his eyes, Dickens's speed was ten times slower than his own.

This serious sense of disobedience completely reversed Luo Xue's perception and physical mobility, but it also made him easily judge every attack of Dickens.

Dickens took the scythe back with his hand, hooked Luo Xue's hilt, and wanted to disarm Luo Xue.

"Fan ......" Luo Xue whispered, and the broken sword called Fan immediately trembled with excitement, and actually sent out a violent shock wave that shook Dickens away.

Dickens threw out his scythe and whirled wildly, even sending out dark red death ripples to strike indiscriminately.

Death ripples swept past the ancient tree behind Luo Xue, not cutting it off, but killing its vitality, and the ancient tree withered in an instant, and all its vitality was lost.

Luo Xue's speed was a cut slower, and his right arm was finally hit by Ripple, but the snowflakes on it actually condensed together and blocked Ripple's attack.

The snowflakes melted under the attack of the death ripples, and then coalesced again, covering Luo Xue's body again.

The mission is not yet complete......

In the dark, the words of a long-haired man came into Luo Xue's heart. The true essence of this soul fragment, even if his consciousness is scattered and he dies completely, he is still unswerving.

By now, Luo Xue had finally identified the man's identity.

He is one of the guardians of the Falling Moon Continent, witnessing the tragic death of his companion at the hands of the alien race, and finally taking the demon slaying ring from his companion and walking on the path to becoming a guardian.

And now, the soul fragment of this guardian is in Luo Xue's body.

"Huh, what is this?" Dickens shouted suspiciously, in his eyes, the countless snowflakes around Luo Xue all had their own consciousness protecting Luo Xue.

"Why didn't I?" he examined his body, then looked at Luo Xue, his face becoming distorted: "In the only leaf extraction stage, I can actually master the ability of the blooming stage!"

Luo Xue didn't speak, he knew that he didn't have much time, and the mysterious blooming period ability made his mind active, but the speed of his body couldn't keep up, and he also knew that this state wouldn't last long. The azure soul fragment was too fragile, and the potential it possessed was only one-third of Luo Xue's original potential. Although the number of snowflakes around it is huge, even more than that of Dickens in the adult stage, the potential in the body is the fundamental factor that determines the continuation of the state.

Luo Xue stood up straight, and then slowly stroked the body of the broken sword with her right hand, brushing a layer of snowflakes.

Although they can't directly control snowflakes, they are like their own soul derivatives, and every action is flawless.

Dickens felt the pressure from Luo Xue, he withdrew the circling scythe, and then disappeared in an instant, appearing behind Luo Xue.

"Combat skills, quick death!"

Every subtle movement of Dickens made the rhythm of death linger on Luo Xue's body, and the sickle in his hand was stained with thick blood, and at the same time it swung down rapidly.

In the mist, the scythe cut through the mist, and the countless water droplets in the mist were slowly cut by the scythe, splitting in two. Then, before the water droplets were affected by the falling gravity, the scythe was already close to Luo Xue's neck.

His every move was in line with the rules of the origin of the world, and Luo Xue's life was in jeopardy.

However, Luo Xue still maintained the movement of wiping the sword, and behind him, a cloud of snowflakes clustered up, and blocked the attack of the scythe.

Blood and snowflakes blend together, and Dickens discovers that the melted snowflakes can actually regenerate, and his blood is gone!

"Interesting...... Dickens seemed to smile, watching Luo Xue complete the rudimentary form of the combat technique with unusually slow movements, under his own attack.

Under the boundless snowflakes, Luo Xue's face was cold and ruthless, and she couldn't see any emotion.

In his eyes, a broken snowflake slowly turned, and he injected the potential in his body into the broken sword, and actually used the power of the snowflake to fully fuse with the snowflake, breaking through the shackles of the soul film.

(To be continued.) )