The flames were incomparably dazzling in the frosty world, and the sound of flames breaking through the sky was humming, and compared to the huge mountain icicle, the flames the size of spears were as inconspicuous as an embroidery needle.

However, the flaming spear was like an ancient bell, striking a rumbling thunder in the dark mountains.

The flame finally nailed to Luo Qingyi's plain boots, the warm light was human, it looked harmless and warm, and the orange light of the flame made her eyebrows clear.

The huge mountain pillar also followed, and it crashed hard!

There is no roar of horror, no earth-shattering explosion.

There was only a gentle golden fire lotus, blooming beautifully in front of her.

Clean, pure, soft and stunning.

It is like a beautiful flower dedicated to a lover, endlessly releasing this tenderness and strength of oneself.

It makes people's hearts suddenly soft, as if a flower has bloomed with it, and they can no longer hold on to any killing and cold.

The tiny fiery spear ushered in the icicles.

Under the desperate gaze of everyone, a flower bloomed on the tail of the spear that was stuck upside down like the ground, not used to meet the petite and beautiful flame flowers in front of Luo Qingyi, blooming gently and intimately, but revealing a terrifying power that the two dead and sleeping dragons at the bottom of the lake felt trembling and terrifying.

The second flame flower is equally petite, but not beautiful.

It is indifferent, solemn, and powerful.

The huge icicle was awe-inspiring, like a small drop of flame ink, falling into the water, dissolving in a blink of an eye, and a flame spot suddenly spread out on the cold and hard icicle, and the power of the pure fire element flickered rapidly, and instantly fainted.

The frost qi that had not invaded without the intent of fire breath collapsed uncontrollably like an avalanche, and it was not even possible to see if the power of the flame flower had a trace of power to attenuate under the collision, and it passed through the thousand-meter-long icicle, and an extremely long line of fire ran through the entire icicle like flowing water.

The fireworks were burning vigorously, and the ferre's eyes showed a look of great fear, but it did not give it the slightest time to think, just as it had given the slightest time to fear.

There was a soft snap.

It's like a flower, breaking this suffocating death situation.

The center of the ice mink's eyebrows seeped into a flower, a fiery red flower.

The flames were like silk, and they flowed through the marten's huge body like meridians.

Flames can't be meridians.

In fact, in the powerful body of the ice mink, the transparent meridians that were invisible to the naked eye were ignited inch by inch under the erosion of the flames.

The last place where the meridians and flames converge is the heart.

The fiery flowers burned the mighty beating heart into a blood-colored mist, and the huge body began to melt rapidly.

It's like a piece of ice thrown into a pot of fire, and the whole frozen lake boils with a scorching sound.

The sky is raining, and it is hot and scorching.

The hair and clothes of the people were wet, making them look very embarrassed, and even the donkey mount under the girl was not spared, and a small black hair was attached to her body, looking aggrieved.

Everyone's clothes were soaked, and the only one was clean and unstained with mist and dust.

Luo Qingyi put away his sword and stood, his clothes fluttering, and his eyes looked at an ancient tree in the distance.

The ancient tree was born in a corner of the lake, the branches are luxuriant, overlapping, on the trunk of the ancient tree, the black robe hunting, the body is as long as a bamboo, the shape is beautiful and straight.

Everyone's breath fell silent with her clear gaze.

The eyes of the girl on the donkey who originally wanted to frost the eggplant brightened, and she said with infinite surprise: "Is it him?! is it that son?! brother, it was this son who saved me." ”

Under the pitch-black cloak, the young man's silver hair was as white as snow, his face was as cold as jade, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a touch of scarlet blood.

The eyes are intertwined with the blue lake light and the pouring of flames, the posture is extremely handsome, and the narrow fox eyes should be naturally charming, but there is no sense of femininity, and even the eyebrows can hardly hide an indescribable indifferent majesty.

In the reflection of the two-color light of the water, a cold and insensitive loneliness could be faintly seen in the depths of those dark eyes.

Those eyes were not at all like those that a mortal could have.

But for only a moment, the cold and numb eyes seemed to be a mirage that had been pried open to the corner of an ancient rock.

In the blink of an eye, the mirage dissipated, like a cloud of smoke, and became calm and quiet.

His slender fingertips were playing with the blade.

And the flame spear in front of Luo Qingyi's body, it was he who gently picked it down from the big sleeve of the tree in the forest, the flame was raging, and the flame was not extinguished.

Luo Qingyi looked at him quietly.

The cloak on the young man's body was as new but messy, as if he had experienced a tricky battle, and the cloak tether used to tie his shoulders was lightly broken at this time, and the wide cloak was instantly swept by the mountain wind, and the hunt swayed upwards in the wind, rolling thousands of fallen leaves and cold winds, and disappeared into the distance of the forest sea.

Only then did everyone see that under the young man's cloak, there was a bright red bronzing official robe, black leather soap boots, a soft gauze black hat, a group of untied tassels under the chin, casually falling on both sides of the black hat, and the long silver and white hair was neatly draped behind the shoulders.

When his ice-like pupils landed on the yellow-clothed figure, those cold indifferences suddenly cracked like a mirror.

In his eyes, there are fireworks in the world.

His long eyes were shallowly raised, and he looked at her and smiled brightly, which was very eye-catching.

Luo Qingyi's sharp ears were a little itchy for some reason, and she raised her hand and pinched her earlobe expressionlessly.

Well, it's hot.

As everyone knows, this smile is really the heart of the girl on the back of the thirsty donkey.

Such a beautiful and unparalleled teenager, one by one, in a desperate situation, he rescued her for the second time, he was clearly a strong and cold teenager, but he was able to show such a deep doting smile.

Immediately after the night, she met him again and bumped into his smile, is this the golden wind and jade dew mentioned in the book as soon as they meet, and the meeting is fate.

She looked at it stupidly, thinking intently.

"Childe, it's me!I'm here!" the girl on the donkey's back had a bright look in her eyes, and she couldn't bear the pain anymore, and she waved desperately to Ling Tiansu.

The shock in Shi Taotao's eyes could not fade for a long time, he saw the clothes and clothes on the young man's body, which were Rashomon's official robes, he turned his head stiffly and glanced at his sister-in-law, and said incredulously: "Sister, you said, the person who saved you in the mountains yesterday is this adult?"

"Hmm!" Shi Yaoyao nodded heavily, his eyes so bright.

Luo Qingyi glanced sideways slightly and glanced at her.

Luo Yunbai, who was sitting on the muddy ground, patted the dirt on his body, tidied up his appearance, and saw the light and look in the girl's eyes, which had never appeared in him, he looked at her with a very complicated face, and then frowned and turned his head, looked at each other across the lake, and looked at the red-clothed young man on the tree, and his mood became more and more depressed.

Ling Tiansu casually threw the fire leaf on his fingertips and jumped down from the tree.

The young girl who was in the spring heart was suddenly a little anxious, she walked all the way last night, she knew that this son was a cold and unapproachable character, although she would be kind enough to save their group, but she didn't like to get to know people deeply, if she didn't do anything, I was afraid that it would be like last night, and she turned around and disappeared into the forest.

She hurriedly called across the lake: "Childe, don't you want your little black donkey?"

Shi Yaoyao didn't expect much to be able to leave this proud and lonely young man because of this, but he never expected that after the red figure floated to the ground, his toes lightly touched a dead leaf among the soil, and his body was light and soaring, and he rose up like a shock, and actually fell into the vast lake.

The big red official robe fluttered, like a weightless fiery red maple leaf, stepping on the surface of the river and lake, stepping on the waves.

Shi Yaoyao's face suddenly showed a look of joy.

Luo Yunbai was cold and vigilant.

Shi Taotao was also unable to suppress the excitement and surging in his heart, Rashomon, that is one of the important official institutions in Kyoto, if you can get to know such young people, your career in the future will be unlimited.

He had a humble smile on his face.

But the next moment, the surprised smile on the girl's face collapsed a little bit.

Because she found that the handsome young man's eyes didn't fall on her body at all, but the blue and deep eyes kept looking at Luo Qingyi.