There was no wind. The crimson sun shines all over the city. The snow had just stopped, and there were few pedestrians on the streets. The whole Red Snow City was quiet.

Somewhere in the south of the city, Ghost Face was lying leisurely behind a small hill with a piece of grass in his mouth. In the distance, the freshly released No. 1 killer of the "Red Snow Killer Ranking" is fighting with a group of competitors. From time to time, a red mist rose from the grass.

The red snow sky seemed to feel the killing, and the sky became redder and began to wind slightly.

Yusugi was lazily reclining under a tree, squinting at the sky. The wind blew gently, and he turned his head slightly to look at the piano. In the sunlight, she was crystal clear and almost transparent. The wind ruffled her hair and slightly loose clothes, making her slender body feel like it was about to be blown up by the wind. Yushan couldn't help but think about the day he first met Qin'er: the wind was very strong, and Qin'er sat on a wall, bowing her head and plucking the strings. Her hair and clothes were dancing in the wind, and her thin and small body was almost blown away by the wind. At that moment, a strong desire to protect welled up in Yusugi's heart. So he climbed up the wall and asked her, "Aren't you cold like this......

Thinking of this, Yushan stood up and hugged Qin'er off Haoyue's back. The white horse shook its head slightly. Qin'er blushed and bit Yushan's ear: "Brother......" "Huh?" "Why did you suddenly hug me?" Yushan smiled: "I'm afraid that my little Qin'er will be seduced away by the wind!" "I hate it! How can people be so thin!" Qin'er said coquettishly. "Hmm-" Yusugi pushed her away slightly, "let me take a good look." "Nasty!" Jean was angry. Pounding Yusugi's shoulder. "Hehe......" Yushan smiled and let her fight, hugging her into his arms.

Kill, kill, kill, and fold the empty men are even more ruthless, and let go of several killers in a few moves, break out of the encirclement, and escape to the north. Ghostface spat out the grass, stood up, and rushed towards the killers who had not yet returned to their senses. Although there is no need to kill them, it is always good to have fewer competitors, at least your own business will be much better. Ghostface thought so, a pair of red daggers waved non-stop, and the red mist rose again.

The red clouds in the sky became thicker, and the red snow fell one after another.

It is not windy when it snows in Red Snow City, and even if there is wind, it will stop when the snowflakes fall. So the snowflakes all fall straight from the sky, without a trace of emotion. Some say it's due to resentment. So when it snows, few people go out. But there are also exceptions, and Qin'er likes snowy days. Whenever it snows, she walks alone on the deserted streets.

Yusugi asked her why she was like this. Qin'er faced the window and said, "Brother, don't you think this snow is beautiful?" Then she turned around again, looked into Yushan's eyes, and continued, "I know where this snow came from." Those who have passed away have turned their souls, dreams, and hopes into red snowflakes. Walking in such snow, I am happy. Yushan walked up to her and said, "Aren't you afraid of being disgruntled?" If there is resentment, I am afraid that it is the hearts of the people. Yushan smiled and tapped her on the head: "Qin'er, sometimes I really don't know what your little head is thinking. However, since you said that the snow is beautiful, let's go for a walk. ”

The snow that suddenly fell on his face made Ochiku stop, and in front of him was the lonely light canal. He moved cautiously forward, footsteps rang out, and he turned around. A woman in a white fur walked out of Lone Lantern Alley, and when she saw the sky, she seemed to be taken aback, and pulled out a pair of swords from her back. Luo Huting! When she recognized the person, she was shocked in her heart.

Luo Huting's own cultivation is not enough to make people fearful, although her sworn brother Mr. Tie Jing, eldest brother Luo Huqiu, and suitor Moon Armor are all famous people in Chixue, but they can't always be by her side. What is scary is that the shadow who follows her all the time, and the people who provoke her are secretly disposed of by him nine times out of ten.

Thinking of this, Okong quickly turned sideways, hid his right hand behind him, and stood in place. In Chixue City, it's a way to show kindness. Sure enough, seeing this, Luo Huting also put away her double swords and quickly turned sideways. And a kind of pressure is gone. I exhaled in the air, only to find that the exhalation sound came and went. There was an ambush! Turning into the air and screaming carelessly, he rushed towards the lonely lamp canal.

Ghostface followed him gracefully, and the dark tide was surging nearby, and from time to time there were killers in various costumes walking through the narrow alleys and rooftops. "It seems that this is in high demand," Ghost Face laughed in his heart, "I don't know who made up such a ranking, isn't this a cheat!" "But since they are happy to do this, and they are not bad people, let them go!"

Suddenly there was a wind. The ghost face was in his heart, and if the wind started at this time, it could only mean one thing: this was not the wind, but a murderous aura, an unrestrained murderous aura! The ghost face crouched under the eaves and looked around cautiously. On the east roof, two figures, one yellow and one purple, swept by. "I said why are you so murderous, it turned out to be them," the ghost smiled gloomily, "Fold the air, fold the air, you ask for more blessings!" said as he rolled over and jumped onto the roof, far behind the two figures.

"Whew—it's finally over!" he let out a long sigh of relief from the last opponent. The continuous fighting made him, the "number one killer", a little unbearable. Speaking of the number one killer, he secretly hated in his heart: Who is this person who has enough to eat and support to compile such a ranking! Originally, he was a little complacent about being ranked first, but when he received the first sleeve arrow on the afternoon of the announcement of the ranking, he suddenly understood: This was a conspiracy! Sure enough, in the next few days, assassinations, assassinations, poisoning, sniping, and even sweat pills, beating sticks, and beauty tricks, countless killers used their own means to put him to death. After four or five days, it only feels like four or five years have passed, and I am physically and mentally exhausted. "But I still won," he thought, "I'm number one!" he comforted himself as he sat cross-legged on the ground, his luck in breath.

The wind was blowing, and the snowflakes swirled around him. "It's so cold!" he shuddered, and suddenly woke up: how can there be wind! He jumped up, put his hands in front of him, and looked around cautiously. Not far in front of him stood two women. The one on the left has a beautiful appearance, wearing a moon-yellow shirt, and the one on the right is glamorous and enchanting, wearing a purple dress. They were all empty-handed, looking at themselves without saying a word, and the woman on the right even showed a smile. But the cold wind was coming from their side. Not far behind them was a man in black, with a hideous ghost mask on his face. At this moment, he was leaning against a big tree, looking at himself coldly.

Moon, Dance, Ghost! Maybe others don't know their names, but Oriku, who is also a killer, knows how powerful they are. They are even much stronger than the killers on the list. Moreover, they seem to be ...... Know?

I only heard Bu Yue returning: "The friends in the back must also come for nothing!" Fu Wuju continued: "Report your name, employer, and honorarium!" The ghost face smiled: "Under the ghost face." Small roles, can't be on the stage. Employer water and fire, dragon's blood twenty, take the empty item on the head!But I don't know ...... two of them" "It turned out to be a ghost brother......!" she said here, and paused. "Fu Wuju!" the woman in purple reported her name. Bu Yuegui then continued: "Employer Xue Wu, gold leaf fifty, take the empty right arm! According to the rules, the ghost brother is big, so please ask the ghost brother to go first! After the matter, I can only take the right arm." The ghost face said: "The two of you are too modest." Although it is big in the lower dealer, everything pays attention to the first come, first served. Since the two of you come first, please let the two of you go first! Anyway, the two of you don't want that head, I can still be lazy. Why don't you do it!" Bu Yuegui couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "It's too obvious for the ghost brother to say this." The ghost brother dealer is big, and the part taken is an important part. Let's put it bluntly, we're just getting a piece of the pie. It's better to go first!" "Hey—the two of you come first. It's still the two of you, please first!" "Ghost brother is big." It's still the ghost brother first!" "The two of you please first!" "The ghost brother invites first!" The two actually pushed each other in.

Of course, as the protagonists of this push, Zhikong saw that the two of them regarded themselves as nothing, and couldn't help but be angry, and drank: "Enough! Let me send you to Hades to be modest!" I only heard a sneer from the ghost face: "Then thank you!" Before the laughter fell, the person was already in front of him, and a dagger was taken directly to his chest. Shocked and hurriedly retreated. But listening to the howling of the wind, the moon and the dance had already flown behind him, waving his four hands, bringing up yellow and purple brilliance, and imprinting them firmly on his back. Folding the air snorted, and involuntarily threw himself forward. A cold light flashed in the ghost's eyes, and when he waved his right hand, blood splashed, and the empty head rose to the sky. The ghost leaped up, grabbed the head, and said, "Thank you!" and sped away like the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Fu Wuju took off his right arm from his folded body, put it in the ice cobweb, and said, "I don't know if that person has prepared the ice cobweb." If you go to the employer and find that the head is gone, then it's funny!" Bu Yuegui smiled slightly: "People like him won't make such mistakes." She paused slightly, and then said, "Wu, do you think his methods and methods are familiar?" Fu Wuju stopped his movements and said, "You mean-Seven Kills?" "That's right," Bu Yuegui nodded, "Although in the Panhe Battle back then, Seven Kills Zhuang suffered heavy losses, and it was scattered." But there are also many disciples who break through and lurk everywhere, plotting revenge. We are in the same vein, although we are not in harmony with the Seven Killings, but after all, we have a master. Since you have encountered it, you should help it. Fu Wuju said: "So you will give it away." But Xue Wu ...... over there, "Bu Yue returned: "It's just fifty gold leaves, double her is to pay her back." If she can't be good, are we afraid that she won't succeed?" Fu Wuju groaned slightly and said with a smile: "Yes." I'm afraid she'll do anything!" he said as he walked south. Step by month to follow closely. Behind him, the hollowed corpse turned into a little red light and dissipated into the air.

In the shadows of the snow, Haoyue walked quietly. Qin'er snuggled in Yushan's arms, looking ahead with a somewhat confused look. Yusugi gently hugged her, his gaze soft and quiet.

The snow falls silently, and neither do the people.

Haoyue turned and entered an alley. The snow seems to be heavier, and the sky and the earth are red, making it difficult to see the future and the future. Yusugi suddenly felt a little panicked.

At this time, a song full of vicissitudes sounded:

"The red snow soup soup is vast

The world is vast, and the mountains and roads are vast

Where is the mountain road and the home?

I will return, I will return. ”