The fairy Ning Qingning in the spring water grass hall came and went in a hurry, and as soon as he came, he left in a hurry as if he was just to see some people and something, and in a piece of wind and snow, that pretty shadow completely blended into the pure white around him.

Tuoba Feng came back with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as soon as he walked into the shed, he took the wine jar in Chu Wensheng's hand and drank it all, the warmth on his face was enough to melt this cold winter, drank the whole jar of wine, and flew into the snow with the snow sword, and danced wildly in the snow, writing "Listening to the Wind in the Snow and Successfully Posting" in the snow, on the white snow, a good calligraphy, waved on the tip of his sword, the iron drew a silver hook, and the sword qi flew sideways.

"Hahahaha!" Tuoba Feng put away the sword and returned, the sword qi around his body was full of energy, the white light was confused, the wine pot in his hand was flicked, and it was a cool slurry mixed with the snow and extremely dazzling, but what was even more dazzling was that Tuoba Feng rose with the wind, opened his mouth and poured the slurry into his chest without leaking, and it was extremely chic, if it was seen by those boudoir beauties, it must be countless colorful hydrangeas, and the incense ribbon fell into his arms, it was a pity that the people around him were not his elders or some fox friends and dog friends, and it was not praise that came all over the world, but boos.

"Tut-tut, what the master said is really right, children are destined to be heroes with shortness of breath..."

"Alas, it's the poor person who was stolen by Fairy Ning Qingning with his heart and IQ, what a retarded person!"

"Hey, did you just eat the brain with the roasted whole sheep, why don't you come back soon..."

But there is no doubt that everyone's faces are happy that Tuoba Feng can keep the clouds open and see the moon.

......

Such a snowy night flickered by in a pleasant atmosphere, and overhead, the cool moon peeked out of the clouds, and the snow stopped.

There is a banquet in the world, after the snow in the early morning and the sun, it means that everyone is going to part ways.

Chu Wensheng, Bai Suxin and Ye Wen coordinated with each other to go to Xiliang Wu Emperor City to go to Xingluo Pavilion to find the solution to the bone sword in Chu Wensheng's body; as for Wuqi Yang Zongbao, he was taken by Ma Rulong to worship Wu Mu Ye Bin's first strategist Xu Banjiao; as for Yue Chi, he was alone and mysteriously doing what his master told him; in the end, Tuoba Feng, who had been coquettish all night, was left with a pair of eyes that were still shining after a night, and when the first ray of sunlight was shining at the beginning of the sunny day, he left everyone, leaving only a word.

"I'm going to look for the spike for my Tingxue Sword, haha!"

To the north of the Western Liangwu Emperor City, under the thousand-fold landscape, the same sunlight shines on different people. Wu Suwen squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the sun that he hadn't seen for a long time, his fingers lightly tapped the saber on his waist, and the corners of his mouth smiled playfully:

"Ah, it's a nasty thing, but I promise you the sword master, and I'll do it, but little girl, you, if it's your own heart. ”

Wu Suwen looked at the woman standing opposite him with a faint look, and his eyes looked straight into the depths of the woman's heart.

"Well, Heaven and Earth Monarch Prince. The woman bit her lip and muttered, the jade hilt in her hand showed a sharp blade in the sunlight, as if confirming something,

"Heaven, earth, king, parent, teacher..."

...

Stepping on the crystal clear snow, stepping on the sound of "crunching", Tuoba Feng was never tired of it, deliberately took a step, stepped on it heavily, did not run any internal breath, did not use any moves, just like a horseman who did not understand any martial arts, he didn't care about stepping on the snow without a trace, and he didn't care about his posture like the wind, he stepped on a long footprint on the snow, and suddenly looked back, Tuoba Feng suddenly found that he unconsciously stepped out of her name, Ning Qing. When will she be officially called her daughter-in-law? The corners of Tuoba Feng's mouth raised.

"From today onwards, I heard that the snow sword was going to be tied to the sword spike. ”

Suddenly, Tuoba Feng was a little melancholy, after getting married, did he think about Chu Wensheng like that? Thinking of this, Tuoba Feng shook his head, how could it be, she was not a person like her uncle.

At this point, Tuoba Feng recalled the scene when he was a child and bombed the thatched house of the sect with artillery under the leadership of Bai Suxin, his face was full of disgust, and he unconsciously shook his body to shake off this memory.

"Huh, ha! Listen to the snow, listen to the snow, if you can conceive a sword heart, you will be happy for me, right!

The situation of this day passed very slowly in Tuoba Feng's urgent mood, I had always heard those literati say that they would not see each other for a day, and they scoffed at it, but they didn't expect it to happen to them, but they felt even worse. Sanqiu: It's enough time to forge a listening snow sword, why hasn't it reached the full moon yet!

Finally, after the sun fell on the 100,000 mountains under Tuoba Feng's thoughts, the bright moon suddenly lit up in his expectant eyes, and finally rose above his head.

The moon is full on the bright night, and the shore of the Mirror Lake.

Ning Qing only left these eight words for Tuoba Feng, but it made Tuoba Feng a little happier than seeing the peerless sword codex.

It's coming, it's coming, it's finally almost to Mirror Lake. There, Tuoba Feng saw his longing figure, the moon was like the beginning, and the people were like jade.

......

On the shore of Mirror Lake, Ning Qing looked at the smooth surface of the lake, as its name suggests, it is more vivid on this cold winter night, with her toes gently stepping on the ice, lowering her head, and a girl with a charming posture is reflected on the surface of Mirror Lake. The clothes are as white as snow, the skin is as white as jade, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the eyes are as cold as snow.

Rouge commented fourth, what a peerless beauty. Looking at his reflection, Ning Qing suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and with a strain under his feet, the smooth and mirror-like ice surface instantly spread and cracked like a spider's web.

"Caracalla. "The ice shattered, and the reflections on it naturally shattered as well. Ning Qing had never hated seeing himself for a moment as much as he did now.

Unexpectedly, he ended up becoming the person he hated the most.

......

"Gently, what are you doing?" The familiar male voice sounded, still in a tone that made Ning Qing hate, a hated nickname, but it made Ning Qing's body tremble, turned around, and looked at the man who came to him, the crescent-colored white robe was fluttering, handsome and as if the moon god was in the world, but he had deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge.

Ning Qing bit his lower lip tightly, and bit out a trace of fishy sweetness that remained in his mouth, but he still said this sentence.

"Give me your sword. ”

......

Tuoba Feng looked at Ning Qing in a daze, stepped on the ice with one foot, and then turned to face himself, his eyelids lowered and he couldn't see her eyes clearly, but he bit his lower lip tightly, and even bit out the blood, his body trembled as if he was suppressing something.

Is she pushing her too much, in fact, she herself is unwilling. Tuoba Feng was confused and panicked at this moment.

"Give me your sword. Ning Qing's cold voice sounded in the cold night, as cold as it was at the beginning, Tuoba Feng, who should have been ecstatic, hesitated at this moment, and he didn't know how to say this.

"Forget it, forget it, forget it. The voice struggled from his throat, but Tuoba Feng was a little more relaxed, liking a person should be like this, don't force her, in fact...

"Give it to me!" Ning Qing's voice was a little louder, but his voice was hoarse, panicked, and cowardly, at this moment, Tuoba Feng saw Ning Qing's delicate woman.

Tuoba Feng's hanging heart was put down, up and down, he laughed at himself in his heart, the woman's own shyness, thinking about it, I am so good, how could she reject me, she still doesn't dare to look at me! The divine light in Tuoba Feng's pupils was ignited again, and he looked at Ning Qing with burning eyes, and handed out the Tingxue Sword in his hand.

Listening to the hilt of the snow sword, there was no place for the sword spike to be fastened, because when Tuoba Feng met his uncle Bai Suxin, he always believed in the sentence that the woman under the mountain was a tiger, and was ready to dedicate his life to the Sword Sect like his master.

However, the moment he met Ning Qing, Tuoba Feng hesitated. It was the first meeting when Ning Qing boarded the Sword Sect, and he forgot what it was for, but he still remembered that after the first meeting, he went to the sword pool again and transformed the hilt of the Tingxue Sword. Love at first sight, probably that's what it means.

"You turn around. Ning Qing's voice sounded again.

"Huh?" said Tuoba Feng in surprise.

"You turn around!" Ning Qing's voice at this time seemed to be disheartened, but unfortunately Tuoba Feng didn't notice it, people in love always have a low IQ.

Also shy.

Tuoba Feng forcibly held back the excitement in his heart, clenched his fists tightly, and imagined in his heart the shyness of Ning Qingjiao shyly tying the sword spike for his Tingxue sword.

With a "choking" sound, Tuoba Feng heard the sound of the snow sword being pulled out of its scabbard, was she looking to see if the sword spike looked good tied to the hilt? Women are really troublesome, you can tie it however you want, as long as you tie it!

What kind of sword spike is it? Tuoba Feng was looking forward to it infinitely, but unfortunately, what he was waiting for was a cold that pierced through his heart.

In this shape, the sword is one foot wide, three feet and six minutes long, and the middle is twenty-seven pounds and four taels. Listen to the snow sword, a weapon that has been forged by himself for more than ten years.

Listening to the snow sword piercing out of Tuoba Feng's chest, the cold blade shone in the moonlight, and there was a touch of bright red on it, was it his own blood?

Tuoba Feng's legs didn't move, he didn't even dare to turn around to look at the woman who had stabbed this sword ruthlessly, he couldn't believe that the relationship over the past month had been exchanged for a sword piercing the heart.

Tuoba Feng's eyes began to lose sight of the surrounding scenery, and in a daze, he seemed to see an arc in front of his eyes, landing on his hands, shoulders, face, and listening to the snow sword.

"Huhu..."Tuoba Feng gasped and felt the coldness around him, and a cloud of red liquid erupted from his chest, did he hear that the snow sword was pulled out?

Finally, Tuoba Feng tried to turn around and see Ning Qing's face clearly, but unfortunately he failed, and Tuoba Feng fell to the ground on his back, blood staining the snow under him.

There was another cold rush in his chest, but it was only three points in, and he stopped listening to the snow sword.

Why?why?why?

Tuoba Feng, who fell on his back, still couldn't see Ning Qing's appearance clearly, and could only feel a trace of coldness falling under the moonlight.

Is it snowing again? yes, it's snowing again.