Falling Snow City.

The sky was overcast, and it was strange today that it was raining lightly in the snowy city, which had been snowing constantly.

On the frost-colored city wall, there stood a man with a gray beard, and if you looked closely, you would see that he did not have a gray beard because of his age, but that his hair, even his eyelashes and eyebrows were snow-white, and apart from these, he was actually a good-looking young man.

At this moment, he was sad, his palm brushed his eyes, and a white circle of light appeared in front of him, and the man looked at the city wall of Libei City that was extremely far away through the aperture, and his eyes emitted the same white light, swaying slightly, holding the rotating circle of light in front of him. The scene on the wall of Libei City is exquisite, and the soldiers are guarding the city wall and staring into the distance, which is where the man is at the moment.

Since the sect leader's order, Falling Snow City has become the focus of everyone's eyes, and on the question of whether Falling Snow City can be held, there are also bettors, and people are seated at the gambling table. Falling Snow City may not be very important to that sect leader, because since the old sect leader died, the factions within the sect are now very chaotic, so even if they know that the next target of the Lin family's black horse will be Falling Snow City, those people will not choose to help, and it is useless to kill or injure themselves unnecessarily, so they are all waiting and seeing.

The man's face was full of sorrow, and he didn't have much to say about the situation in the sect, but the city lord of every city in Snow Plains Ouss was by no means an idle person.

Suddenly, the man quickly closed his eyes, covered his eyes with his palms, and bit his lips with his teeth.

Just now, he saw a young man dressed in black on the wall of Libei City, as if he was aware of his gaze, turned to look at him, looked directly into his eyes, smiled slightly, and then he felt a sharp stinging pain in his eyes, and had to put away his supernatural powers.

"Could that be the forest burial day......? He's obviously not Emperor Yuan anymore?!" The man was shocked. The aura that emanated from him was clearly the atmosphere that only Yuan Sheng, but how long had it been?

The man shook his head and slowly walked down the wall.

The wind blew the hair on his forehead, revealing his amber eyes.

The white-haired young man is the youngest city lord in the history of the Demon Sect.

Walking down the city wall, the young man returned to his former cold look, along the way, there were soldiers who stopped to walk and salute, the white-haired young man just swept his gaze, nodded slightly, and then walked towards the market of Falling Snow City. That's where Falling Snow City really cares, the displaced people who set up the North City earlier came here, because of the problem of insufficient accommodation, they still made trouble here for a while, and the young man looked at the crowd in front of him unpleasantly, and he was not annoyed, but he was a little soft-hearted when he looked at the old women and children. In the end, it did take a lot of time to solve the problems of the displaced people, and now this seemingly peaceful bazaar is the result of the efforts of many people.

He put his hands behind his back, thinking about the look he had just seen. He saw himself, but why didn't he make the slightest move?he thought. After the fall of Libei City, Shensuan and Lichangge were left there, and now their lives and deaths are uncertain, and even the strategist doesn't know where to go, and now I don't know if he's still alive.

"Bai Sandu!" A woman with a bright smile jumped up to his side and smiled, "What do you want?"

The young man's amber eyes flashed, and he looked up to see a pair of eyes that were bent into a crescent moon, staring at his face brightly.

Bai Sandu's eyes flickered, he rubbed his eyes, and said, "You...... Why are you here? Aren't you in the city to settle the affairs of the homeless?"

When the woman saw that he was not looking at herself, she said angrily, "It's all settled! Besides, why don't you look me in the eye every time you talk to me......?" Don't you want to see me?" she covered her face, stared down at the ground, and lowered her voice.

Bai San blushed, anxiously explained, after the woman confirmed again and again, he clenched his fists, looked at her eyes, his face became redder and redder, and nodded affirmatively, indicating that he didn't hate her and didn't want to talk to her, the woman smiled reassuringly, and then followed him, rubbing his white velvet hair from time to time, grinning and saying: "Your hair is so beautiful! Alas, why don't I have such beautiful hair?" and so on, so that Bai San was embarrassed.

In fact, this white hair is an unavoidable curse for Bai Sandu. But here she has become an envy of things, which makes Bai Sandu embarrassed, but also a little more proud in his heart.

As for her, in fact, Bai Sandu didn't know much, only that when she laughed, it seemed that she couldn't see the snow.

The woman is a person from another city, many people don't know why she has to run so far away, she can't live in a good capital, she has to come to this falling snow city that is far away from the center of Snow Field, even Bai San is very puzzled, he doesn't think that falling snow city has something that attracts her to stay, he actually asked her secretly in private why she wants to stay here, but she didn't answer him, just said "guess", now he really doesn't understand. Why do girls talk so strangely and always let others guess?

There are some questions he knows that he may never understand, but he just occasionally thinks about some things when he is free, in fact, he longs for peace more than anyone else, but desire is a bottomless pit, and it can't be filled, unless he can cultivate to a higher realm, otherwise, now, he has no chance to refuse.

He stole a glance at the woman in white dress beside him, the upward curve of the corners of her mouth was beautiful, her eyelashes fluttered, and the snowflakes in front of him seemed to fall because of the shaking of her eyelashes. I don't know how others are, at least in Bai Sandu's opinion.

No matter what, staying in this Falling Snow City now, that is, because of her, Bai San will not feel lonely. Every day seems to be stained with golden light by her smile, shining on him alone, and also warming his hair color as if he was prematurely aging.

Bai Sandu glanced at the woman beside him, and suddenly smiled: "Bai Muyang, you said that we are all surnamed Bai, can't we really be long-lost relatives?"

The woman who was called "Bai Muyang" by Bai Sandu pulled Bai Sandu's ears, and looked at him grinning with his teeth, Bai Muyang pretended to be vicious and said, "What are you thinking about every day in your little brain?"

Bai Sandu glanced at her quietly, stunned for a long time, and then was shaken by her, and when he came back to his senses, he had forgotten what happened to him just now. Bai Sandu secretly glanced at her a few times, and the whole person seemed to suddenly become lighter, and he began to feel like stepping on cotton when he walked.

Just stepped on the ground, because it had rained before, so there were many raindrops on the ground frozen ice, or just fell to the ground and splashed, when you stepped on it, there would be a crunching sound, in that restless sound, he looked at her side face, and felt as if he heard a vibration different from this crisp sound in his ears.

Bai Muyang glanced at Bai Sandu and grinned. Except for herself, it is estimated that no one knows that in that ordinary afternoon, a girl who was lying on the window was bored, saw a gray-haired teenager on the street holding an injured kitten, and after not knowing how to heal the cat's leg, the teenager fed it dried fish to eat, and watched the kitten lying comfortably in the boy's arms, and the white-haired boy's face showed a heartfelt smile.

The girl just watched, half of her body leaning out of the window, her hands on her chin, and her smile was quiet.

Then I saw someone call the white-haired boy, the boy first picked up the cat and walked over, and then, it seemed that the cat was not allowed to enter the hall, the boy's face was unprecedentedly angry, the boy's heart was always higher than the sky, and it should be considered normal at this age. In the end, the boy reluctantly put down the cat, and looked back again and again before entering the main hall, reluctant to give up.

How could someone so young be able to go to that place?

The girl watched with interest, only to find that the cat had disappeared inexplicably, and she leaned out of the window and tried her best to look, but she could not find the kitten.

She thought worriedly, "How sad would it be if he came out and found the kitten missing?"

After a long time, I finally saw the young man come out, no different from before he entered, but the young man seemed to have something more in his hands, and his whole person's momentum was a little different.

It doesn't snow very often, but when it does, it snows for many days, and on this day, it just so happens to snow.

After the white-haired boy walked out of the main hall, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was anxious and anxious to find the whereabouts of the kitten, which could hardly survive such a snowy day, so the boy looked more anxious than he thought. But so much time passed, and the kitten could not be found.

A white-haired boy dressed in white stood alone on the snow-covered street, and after standing for a long time, his face became stiff and his expression was the same.

I don't know what he's thinking, but hopefully the kitten will survive this winter.

The girl stood by the window wrapped in her clothes, watching the white-haired boy walk weakly down the street for a long, long time. She felt a little empathy inexplicably, and her white fingers clenched her cuffs.

After that, the girl learned that the white-haired boy who walked in the cold night turned out to be the new city lord of Falling Snow City, and the youngest city lord in the history of the Demon Sect. After that, on the way south of the white-haired boy, there was a girl who ran away from home, Bai Muyang.

It is difficult to say the fate of life, but meeting and reunion are the most touching words.

Bai Muyang now felt how correct his original decision was more than once, if it weren't for the sight that day, he would have looked at him like this for a whole day, and then simply packed his luggage, and followed his convoy south with his bag.

Over the years, she has not been alone at all. Thanks to him.

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Libei City.

After Lin Futian finished reading the information about Bai Sandu, his expression was a little strange, he put down the letter and walked outside the house, unconsciously a day had passed, and the day and night changed so quickly, he was really caught off guard. Lin Futian walked slowly outside, and the street was quiet, it was late at night. From time to time, I could see the soldiers on patrol, nod and smile at each other, and then go their separate ways, and they were peaceful.

Lin Futian walked all the way to the city wall, stepped onto the city, and took out a pot of wine and drank it.

"Bai Sandu...... Don't you look like a person from the Demon Sect?" Lin Futian muttered.

After a while.

Lin Futian turned his head to see a few patrolling soldiers looking at him, so he smiled and waved his hand to show that there was nothing wrong, and then flicked the scabbard of the Moon Pot with two fingers, and the sword left the city.

Then ...... Let's not go to Syracuse City first. Lin Futian glanced in the direction of Falling Snow City and rubbed his cheeks.

Then a sword light streaked across the night.

Above the sea of clouds.

The forest funeral day drinks and admires the moon and the moon, leisurely and comfortable.

If you have the opportunity to go and break the marriage contract first, it doesn't matter if you are a little far away, you can send a letter first. Anyway, the credit here is roughly worth it.

Lin Futian sat down cross-legged, put the wine pot aside, and blew it gently, the sea of clouds in front of him suddenly dispersed, the world was clear, and the moonlight was like washing.