The snow rolling all over the sky swirled, like the feathers of a giant beast shaking off, and they all swept away from view. The cold wind howled, setting off a biting chill that spread to the ends of the world.

Winter in this world has come.

The black gravel was covered with snow, and the pale was particularly harsh. The blue sky had long been obscured by heavy clouds, and the light seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, chaotically sprinkled on the earth, blurred. The south of the world is only beginning to cool down imperceptibly, and in the early hours of the morning you will see frost flowers on the window lattice, and the cold has just woken up, and people are only wrapped in the quilt at night.

But here, near the far north of the world, has long been covered with endless snow, and everywhere there is an endless expanse of slaughter. The vast black permafrost has been transformed into a vast snowfield after several days of heavy snowfall. The cold wind blew up the snowflakes, which covered them deeper and deeper. The sharp roar of the iceberg crashing resounded throughout the snowfield, setting off one wind and snow after another.

The continuous glaciers clenched the ends of heaven and earth together like the sharp teeth of giant beasts, and the collapsed ice smashed into the sea, setting off huge white waves. The horizon vanished beneath the glaring white ice.

That piece of world is just wind and snow.

At night, the blackness began to spread, and the tangible cold became more rampant. In the void, the wind and snow outline a city, huge as a world. The wind and snow, not cut off, whistled, swirled, and raged fiercely towards the city. On the city walls, there was only the whistling of the wind, ethereal, silent.

"Emperor, do you feel that breath?" A voice pierced through the void, like a ghost, spreading in the silent night, disrupting the wind and snow.

"Well, has it finally arrived? Hehe, the Demon Yuan will appear in the eyes of the world again. "The wind mixed with the snow and drew a figure in the darkness. The wind, pouring into his black robes, majestic, evil.

"Those devils of the Divine Domain......" A figure dressed in silver-white astrological robes appeared next to the black shadow, and his fair skin turned pale in the moonlight. The demon's silver-white pupils shimmered with a dazzling light, like a starry sky, a power that could penetrate the soul.

The black shadow was silent, looking up at the huge bright moon, for a long time, "They should also be destroyed." ”

The moonlight shone on the black shadow, but it did not illuminate him. The pitch black became more and more rampant, and his figure gradually disappeared into the void without a trace. Silence, devouring again......

The bitter cold wind blows rolling snowflakes and rages through the silent streets. Suddenly, several dark shadows swept through the streets, and then a piercing roar resounded throughout the city. The snow was stirred up and poured into the sky. The sound of armor hitting the ground spread into the distance.

Ink Heart, the center of the Demon Abyss.

All the demon people gathered here, and all the demon warriors guarded Moxin. They looked up at the emperor standing on the altar, their eyes full of respect and yearning. In this chaotic world, that is their faith, their emperor......

The silvery-white moonlight shines through the faint clouds, like a white curtain.

"Emperor, that breath is getting closer and closer. The man in the astrological robe said.

"Well, Shuofeng. The Demon Emperor raised his head and looked at the sky. All the demon members are also waiting.

......

The bright moon in the night sky continued to expand in the pupils, and the bright light lit up the entire demon abyss. The wind and snow became more rampant, covering mountains and rivers from the distant horizon towards the city. The frozen air was mixed with a breath-taking smell. The night sky gradually turned purple, and every inch of space exuded an aura of destruction.

"What a powerful breath. Shuo Feng looked at the purple-covered Demon Abyss and exclaimed.

The Demon Emperor turned his head and looked at Shuo Feng, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "This is destruction, hehe." ”

As the words fell, a pillar of purple light fell from the sky, like a falling meteorite. In the blink of an eye, the purple pillar of light landed on the altar. Purple, like water waves, spread out towards the Demon Abyss in a circle. Everything, into nothingness, the air seems to be crushing the body, making it difficult for people to breathe......

Wind and snow have long been banned. Some of them had not yet landed, but were swept up by the cold wind, on top of the black frozen ground, frozen. They have entered another world.

"Hmm, is it ......" The Demon Emperor frowned as he looked at the cherry blossoms flying in front of him.

Shuo Feng raised his head, and his silver-white astrological robe was gently lifted by the breeze, "Yes, Emperor, this is 'Extreme Dream'." ”

The Demon Emperor was silent, his pupils condensed, and he looked at the sky.

The cherry blossoms fall from the purple sky, and no one knows where it came from. It just fluttered, swirled in the air, and finally landed beside him. Fate began with him, and the cherry blossoms fell from him.

All the cherry blossoms will eventually be gathered by the wind on the shore of the lake, the center of this dream. The lake is rendered purple by the sky. The cherry blossoms fall from the sky, the surface of the lake ripples slightly, and the water waves push the cherry blossoms closer to the shore. On the shore, a man in a purple robe picks up the cherry blossoms on the surface of the water and puts them to his mouth, and the water droplets on the cherry blossoms soak his lips. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his gaze focused on the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor looked at his purple pupils, like stars in the vast night sky. He spread his brows, and the corners of his mouth outlined a bitter smile.

His gaze didn't linger long, and he swept the others lightly, then turned around and walked forward.

The Demon Emperor looked at his back, waved his hand, and followed. They walked across the lake, lowered their heads, but did not see their reflection in the lake, shook their heads, and walked forward.

The cherry blossoms, slowly falling from the trees, swirled in mid-air, and landed on his shoulders. He just looked, and the upturned curvature of his mouth increased. Demon Ye's purple hair swayed, and his long diagonal bangs covered half of his eyes.

In the air, a fragrant smell gradually fills the air, which is soul-stirring. The soul trembled, as if afraid, as if excited......

When he walked to the center of the cherry blossom garden. All the cherry blossoms are forbidden and no longer fall, the cherry blossoms in mid-air still rotate, and the ripples on the surface of the lake continue to spread.

The wind, which became the master of this world, whistled and raged, fiercely rolling up the ground and the cherry blossoms in mid-air, and swirling down from the dome. Endless cherry blossoms sweep in, pouring down in a spiral shape with the force of the wind. The wind ruffled his purple robes and poured them into his sleeves. He looked up, his hair tossed by the wind.

"When the silver moon falls, when the wind and snow fall, I will come from the other side of the world. The wind will follow me, the snow will accompany me, and I will never be lonely. "That voice is like a world away.

"In this world, the cherry blossoms have just fallen, the wind and snow are bleak, I will no longer be my ......"

Everything is in a trance, everything is over, and the wind and snow are still rampant. The altar has long since disappeared, and the cherry blossoms, mixed with snow, fall with the wind......