Water and fire stand quietly at the head of the city. The setting sun shone softly on her, pulling down a lonely shadow. This August, seeing that it was about to pass, she sighed in her heart. Footsteps sounded, and Snow Dance slowly stepped onto the city, and the money came. "You're here!" Shui Huo turned his head. The setting sun shone on her face, reflecting a soft light. She smiled, and the grace of that moment made Xue Wu stunned.

The sun has not yet set. and the men at the head of the city became two. "I don't understand. Xue Wu suddenly spoke. "What is your attitude towards Nangong Fengri?" replied Shui Huo. Xue Wu shook her head: "Nangong Fengri is a disciple of Taoyuan, and he is also a descendant of the Nangong family. To offend two factions for the sake of one person, the wise man does not. I'm not stupid, how can I not understand. Shui Huo chuckled: "That's because of Cui Jin and Xu Biao!" Xue Wubai glanced at her: "Don't say something irrelevant," she lowered her head, "Why did my aunt recall Jin Jia first, and let you go with Hanfeng this time." But you won't call me?" Shui Huo said: "Boss Jin went back to make a full set of plays, you won't know." Besides, he is the boss after all, and it is time to go back. The cold wind, it's Uncle Konoha looking for him. "And what about you," Xue Wu looked at her, "and why?"

"Is that what you want to know?" Shui Huo looked at her. Xue Wu nodded. Shui Huo suddenly looked away: "I have a love calamity." "What?" Snow Dance didn't seem to hear. "I have a love calamity," Shui Huo said again, "I am destined, I can't hide it." "Is that the ghost boy?" asked Yukibu. Shui Huo blushed and bowed his head silently. "I'm going to kill him!" Xue Wu said and was about to turn around, but was pulled by water and fire. Shui Huo looked at her and said, "If you can kill him, I'll do it that day!" Xue Wu chuckled: "You have a crush on him?" It's meant to be crossed, isn't it?"

"What if you can't get it!" Xue Wu said loudly, "Shui Huo, we grew up together, I don't want to ......" "So my aunt asked you to stay outside," Shui Huo interrupted her, still without a trace of expression, "Auntie said, the outer city is yours, the scorching sun, the six wings, the broken gold, and the broken armor are all yours......" "You won't come out again, will you?" Shui Huo let go of the hand holding her: "Xue, you are different from us. You are the blood of the snow god, and there is no disaster or disaster. I'll leave it to you outside, and we'll all rest assured. "But I'm not at ease!" Xue Wu slammed her fist on the battlements, "You all go back one by one, leaving me outside." What is this! This is so!"

Shui Huo was speechless for a while, and only after a long time did he speak: "Xue, you are so smart, you will definitely understand." Suddenly he turned around, leaned against the city wall, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't talk about that! Let's go, I'll invite you to drink! If you don't get drunk, you won't return!" she finished and left, her steps brisk, and there was no trace of worry. But there are tears in your eyes. Stinky girl! Still pretending to be strong in front of me! Xue Wu somehow, her eyes were red, but she laughed. "Don't come yet!" Shui Huo walked a few steps, and when he turned around, he saw that she was still standing in the distance, and beckoned to her. "It's coming," Xue Wu hurriedly caught up, "see if I don't kill you today!" "Just you?"

......

The laughter faded away, and out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew, and the flags at the head of the city were hunting.

The sun had already set. Amber is a mess. The water and fire lay on the desk, his cheeks were red, and he seemed to be really drunk. Ghostface sat next to her, watching her distracted. He's been here for a quarter of an hour, and Xue Wu called him here. "Originally, she wouldn't have been drunk," Xue Wu said, "but she had something on her mind, and she couldn't help but get drunk." When she said this, she stumbled a little under her feet, but she didn't want anyone to give it away. Lieri had no choice but to secretly inform Yicun and Wuxing to pick her up, and he secretly followed, leaving Ghost Face alone to guard the water and fire.

The water and fire suddenly moved, and Ghost Face was busy supporting her. She opened her eyes and smiled: "You're here!" and frowned again: "Take off the mask......! You are not allowed to wear a mask!" the ghost face couldn't resist her, so she had to take off the mask. Shui Huo smiled and said, "That's right!" said and was about to stand up. Ghost Face helped her up, but she threw herself into his arms and bit him on the neck: "It's all ...... It's all your fault! you stinky boy! ...... badge," she said, and her voice lowered, and she fell asleep, with a slight snoring.

The nine, the pole of the yang, and the one, the beginning of the yang. The red snow is bitter cold, but the day of opening the gate of heaven is chosen on such a day full of yang, which also means to take yang and tend to yin. It will be the first day of September in two days, and Chixue City will also be lively, with many more fresh faces. Some of these people come to watch the ceremony and watch the excitement -- every year, Chixue City sends invitations to some sects and cultivators to come to watch the ceremony, but most of those who receive the invitation do not come, because many people who come to watch the ceremony disappear in the inner city for no reason every time; there are also those who come to participate in this grand event -- legend has it that the inner city is full of chances, and there are many immortal treasures, which are fortunate enough to be found and can be repaired in a Jiazi; and more are merchants. Because in the half month of opening the Gate of Heaven, the whole city was forbidden to martial arts, and the people who were about to enter the inner city often needed a large number of pills and life-saving gadgets, which could make the merchants earn a lot of money.

Nangong Feng came to the Outer Vermilion Bird Gate early, sat down at a tea stall, ordered a pot of tea, and looked at the city gate. In fact, he wanted to wait outside the door. Unfortunately, Chixue City will be closed two or three days before the first day of September, that is, on August 28 or August 29, and it is not allowed to enter or leave. Today is August 29, early in the morning, the four gates of the outer city have set up checkpoints early, and the six Dharma protectors patrol in shifts (there are no Dharma protectors in the western city), which is very strict. However, Nangong Fengri was not worried, because this time Chixue City also gave a post to the Nangong family. His younger brother Nangong Shuibin came on behalf of the family.

"Woo-" The horn sounded, and Nangong Fengri's expression was shocked. This is the unique sound of the Maison's signature, the horn of the beasts. It turned out that the Nangong family lived in Hepu County, south of the Three Days' Mountain, and there were many alien races and evil beasts. The family prospered with martial arts, and where the horn of ten thousand beasts sounded, there was the Shura field of killing. Later, the prestige of the family grew, so naturally there was no need to use force everywhere. This horn of ten thousand beasts has become an important ritual for the descendants of the family to travel.

Nangong Fengri stood up with some excitement. Unlike other gate valves, the children and grandchildren of the Nangong family are extremely friendly with each other, and the matter of brothers falling apart rarely happens. Especially this generation's Nangong Fengri, Nangong Waterfront and Nangong Liuying were born from the same mother, and their feelings are thick, and they are better than others.

The honor guard of the Nangong family finally entered the city, and Xue Wu, who got the news, was already in front of the door. Although Nangong Shuibin is not as handsome as his brother Nangong Fengri, he is also beautiful. Seeing that someone was waiting, he hurriedly turned over and dismounted, took two steps, hugged his fists and said, "Youlao, this girl." Dare to ask if the girl is the young master of Xue Wu?" Xue Wu also hugged his fists and said, "Don't dare to be." In the snow dance, on behalf of us, I would like to welcome the second son of the Nangong family! Second son, please!" Nangong Shuibin had already seen his brother in the crowd, although he was excited, he also knew that now was not the time to meet, and then hugged his fists and said: "There is a young master of Lao Xuewu." With a wave of his hand, the subordinate put away the guard of honor and walked with Xue Wu to the place where he stayed. Nangong Fengri secretly followed.

At the same time, the outer Xuanwu Gate. Cui Jin from the Shangdang Cui clan is also waiting for someone. It's just that his expression is extremely complicated, as if he hates something very much and has to smile at him. Needless to say, he was also waiting for someone sent by the family, his younger brother Cui Xiu. Unlike the Nangong family, which started with martial arts, the Cui family is a scholarly family, and most of the people in the clan are proud of being officials. Even worshipping into the cultivation of the Heavenly Ce Mansion, one of the five upper five gates, is just a way and means for them to become a leader. Therefore, a person like Cui Jin, who is dedicated to cultivation, is the most despised in the family, even if he is one of the candidates for the next head of the family. And Cui Xiu, who came this time, is his biggest competitor - among all the candidates, only two of them are dedicated to cultivation.

The "Ding Ding ......" scholarly family is naturally different, and the ritual vessel used by the Cui family to open the way is a nine-tone bell given by the emperor, which is placed on a luxurious carriage. I don't know how these things came from a ladder, a ladder for the dead, and other dangerous places. Similar to the Outer Suzaku Gate, water and fire also came to the city gate early to greet them. It's just that this Cui family's descendants don't seem to know how to be polite as the descendants of Nangong. Cui Jin just said in the carriage: "There is labor!" The car did not get off, and the honor guard did not put away, and went away. It seems that he is going around the city to preach the Central Plains Rites and Religion to these wilderness people.

Everyone on the lookers was angry, if it wasn't for the ban on martial arts, I am afraid that they would have taken action earlier. But Shui Huo was still smiling, watching the honor guard leave. However, people who are familiar with water and fire think that she is more like saying goodbye to someone who is about to be executed. Cui Jin saw everything in his eyes, spread out his hand, and the wine glass that he had been holding in his hand was only a piece of residue: "I don't know what is dead or alive!"

The sound of "dingding" came from the street. Luo Huqiu, who was practicing martial arts shirtless in the courtyard, stopped, listened carefully for a while, and said, "Who did I say such a big battle." It turned out that it was someone from the Shangdang Cui clan who came. "Oh?" "Oh?" answered the iron mirror that sat upright and tasted tea, "Is it to tell everyone to come to kill people and rob money?" "Heh-" Luo Huting next to him covered his mouth and smiled, "It's his business if he wants to find death, what do you care about so much." As he spoke, he looked at the Pain Dragon on the other side. The Pain Dragon was wearing a mask and couldn't make out what the expression was. In fact, he can't care so much, what disturbing bells, the arrogant Cui family, has nothing to do with him. All he was thinking about was how to get out of the gate.

It turned out that after Yang Xibao left that day, Luo Huqiu and Tie Jing also supported each other and went back, leaving the weak Luo Huting. The Pain Dragon had no choice but to help her. Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched her, she stumbled and fainted in her arms, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed. The Dragon of Pain had no choice but to send her back. But I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the Luo Mansion, it was as deep as the sea, and I haven't been able to step out of the gate in the past few days. Luo Huting followed him twelve hours a day, eating, sleeping, and even going to the thatched house, and the idea of wearing a mask on him every day.

A small, snow-white hand appeared in front of him. The Pain Dragon reflexively grabbed it: "Come back!" Before the words fell, he heard Luo Huting shout: "What are you doing?" The Pain Dragon turned his head and looked, his face turned red. It turned out that Luo Huting was just stretching her waist, and her hand happened to fall in front of her. The Pain Dragon hurriedly let go, but Luo Huting didn't let him go, and looked at him with a smile: "You must be blushing, don't you, don't think I don't know with a mask!" "Poor child!" Luo Huqiu said slowly, and punched one move at a time under the scorching sun. Tiejing laughed, and Luo Huting stomped her feet. Only the Pain Dragon secretly sighed: If it goes on like this, Lao Tzu must be crazy!

Xicheng, idle tea and small building.

Suo Yinyu They have lived in Xicheng for so long, and it is the first time they have come here. Different from the simplicity of Amber Linglong Xuan in the north city, the elegance of the Spring and Autumn Chess Academy in the south city, and the atmosphere of the Wanjun Pavilion in the east city, the idle tea and small building are like the cold wind and Qiu Xue, and they are idle everywhere. Pushing the door in, I saw that the stone path was covered with moss, and at the eaves of the pavilion corner, a few small grasses swayed in the breeze. "The humble house is rough, and I neglect you. The cold wind led everyone to the main hall to sit down, smiling and clenching their fists. Suo Yinyu smiled and arched his hand, noncommittal. Growing up in the Pohai Villa, he stayed in the inn and monastery even on the way to escape, and never lived in such a desolate place.

Qiu Xue cleared her throat: "The time to open the gate of heaven is approaching, do you want to go?" "Go! naturally you want to go!" Before he finished speaking, the dancing crane shouted. "It is said that Chixue Inner City is a mysterious place, where you can think of the living and the dead. I don't know if it's true?" said this by Liu Ling, who has always been steady. Cold Wind scratched his head: "Regarding these, I can only say that rumors are always true and false. Don't believe it and don't believe it," seeing that Maizuru wanted to interject and waved his hand hurriedly, "I can only say so much." Since you insist on going, you have to follow the rules. Lao Qiu, take them to the back to change clothes. ”

It turned out that the opening of the Gate of Heaven was Chixue's top priority, and all those involved had to go to the four major principals two days in advance to receive their uniforms, called "yang clothes". The shape is made of tops and pants, a plain robe, a jade belt to tie the waist, and a hairband to wipe the forehead. The east is still green, the hairband and the forehead and the plain robe are blue from the shoulders to the hem, the west is white, the tattoos are gold-edged and white, the south is red, and the north is black. There are often more participants, and there are often people who kill people because they can't get yang clothes. Chixue strictly forbids this, but it is endless. If those who enter the inner city are lucky enough to reach the legendary five-petal peak, they must return the yang clothes before they can pass through the gate of heaven; if they fail to reach the time limit, those who are found, regardless of life or death, will take their clothes, and those who cannot be found will be refilled. Therefore, although the number of people who open the gate of heaven varies each time, the total number of yang clothes remains the same.

"This dress is so ugly!" was Maizuru's first reaction after changing into a yang suit. The snow cranes also stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, with dissatisfied expressions on their faces. Suo Yinyu frowned even more. At this time, the cold wind and Qiu Xue pushed the door in, and the two also changed into yang clothes. Somehow, Suo Yinyu always felt that the same clothes were much more appropriate to wear on them. "Why did you change it on?" Maizuru said. Qiu Xue leaned over and said with a smile: "Of course I'm with you!" Maizuru lowered her head and blushed, so cute. Qiu Xue was stunned and was about to take her hand, but was pushed away by Yinghe. Liu Ruo stretched out his hand and pulled the dancing crane behind him, and Xuehe and Liu Ling whispered something. Maizuru's face turned even redder, and she stomped her feet and hit her sister with her hands. The three of them made a fuss.

Suo Yinyu was looking at it, and his shoulder was patted by the cold wind: "Brother Suo come out with me." Suo Yinyu followed him to a big tree in the courtyard in confusion, waiting to hear what the cold wind had to say. The cold wind just looked up at the canopy of the trees and didn't say a word. Suo Yinyu waited impatiently. was about to speak, but he heard the cold wind say leisurely: "Once you enter the inner city, life and death are difficult to know." Brother Suo really wants to go in?" "That's natural!" Suo Yinyu replied simply. "But if you can't get out, what will happen to the enmity of the master? If something happens to you, what will happen to the snow cranes?"

"This ......" Suo Yinyu couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, and thought for a long time before saying: "Actually, I've been thinking that for a sect like ours that has already collapsed, being destroyed by someone may be the best way to end it, because you don't have to watch it festering step by step and have no power to return to the sky." And those who are arrogant or despicable have died vigorously in the resistance, and do not have to bear the infamy," he paused, and added, "I don't know if I am right, but I know very well that revenge is wishful thinking with a few of us. But when you are born in the world, you have to live for something to live in vain. I can't bear to see the snow cranes depressed, and I don't want to be depressed. So I said, 'Go to Red Snow City, where it will help us achieve what we want.' So here we were. I've been wondering when they'll each find a reason to give up and settle down. I'll just leave and live for myself. After he finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person was much more relaxed. Perhaps these words have been suppressed in my heart for too long, and no one is willing to listen to him today.

Han Feng turned around and said, "Brother Suo's words are thought-provoking. But Brother Suo has this awareness, and he can be a little less dangerous in the inner city," he said, looking at the sky with his hands in his hands, "and we may not be able to be together after we go in." Brother Suo must take care, they are still waiting for you to arrange a stable life for them!"

On the first day of the ninth month, the hour of the hour.

Suzaku Square was crowded with people, and the half-month-long ban period made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. The vendors set up their stalls early, and amid the crowd, Nangong Fengri anxiously circled back and forth. Seeing that the gate of heaven will open in a while, his younger brother Nangong Waterfront has not yet arrived. And the news that the division had just come caught him off guard: Bi Tao and his entourage, who rushed to support, somehow made a bet with Nie Haining at the Shadow Bridge, but lost the bet and were detained by Nie Haining. He sent a letter to ask Cui Jin, but found that Cui Jin was much the same. Cui Xiu, who represents the Cui family and the Tiance Mansion, also somehow did not arrive for a long time. And because Cui Xiu came, Tiance did not send any additional reinforcements. But for Cui Jin, it's okay if this annoying younger brother doesn't come.

At the same time, on Suzaku Street, Nangong Waterfront, who came anxiously, stepped out, and the world in front of him suddenly darkened. He hurriedly stopped, but it was too late. The heavens and the earth spun abruptly. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and meditated, resisting the pervasive distractions of demonic sounds. Above the sky, a thin old man nodded, and with a lift of his hand, a black net pocket rose up, and the one who sat cross-legged in the net pocket was not Nangong Waterfront!

In Xuanwu Square, the Pain Dragon was dressed in a Xuanxi yang robe, leaning on a Yaobi tree, looking at the lively crowd. Not far away, Ghost Face had just put on his mask when he was taken off by Shui Huo. Looking at the helplessness on Ghost Face's face, the Pain Dragon smiled slightly and turned his gaze to the other side. There, Luo Huting and Yue Kai stood side by side, talking about something. It's just that Luo Huting seems to be a little absent-minded. The Pain Dragon took the opportunity to "escape" from the Luo Mansion by receiving the yang clothes. It was supposed to be a comforting thing, but the Pain Dragon always felt that something was missing. It doesn't seem to matter if you wear this mask or not. But so what? The Pain Dragon smiled again, relieved and a little bitter.

Noon, two quarters.

All the people who were going to participate in the opening of the gate of heaven gathered in front of the inner city gate corresponding to the color of their respective yang clothes, which was blue and white, and it was magnificent. Just look closely, some people's yang clothes seem to have blood stains. But no one has the heart to bother with that right now. Because, the ritual of sacrificing the door has already begun.

Inner green dragon gate. On the altar stands a statue of the god of snow, which is verdant throughout. The moon armor was solemnly praying in front of the idol. In the crowd in the audience, Luo Huting looked left and right, but she never saw the figure. She sighed and turned her gaze to the door.

Inner White Tiger Gate. On the altar was a living face offering to the white snow statue, but no one cared. Han Feng and Qiu Xue stood at the front, not looking back at the five girls with excited faces and Suo Yinyu with a deep face.

Inner Suzaku Gate. Yushan, Qin'er, Ghost Face, Bu Yuegui, and Fu Wuju, who were supposed to be queuing up in Xuanwu Square, were inexplicably kicked here by water and fire. A dark yang dress is very eye-catching in a red color. In a strange and curious gaze, several people did not squint, looking at the snow dance standing side by side with the red snow god statue on the altar, and found that this good sister in the mouth of water and fire was somewhat similar to the snow god statue when looked closely.

Inner Xuanwu Gate. The priest with the face on the altar was about to end his sacrifice to the statue of the black snow god. Water and fire mixed in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth still had that inexplicable smile.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The priests on the four altars spat out the last word at the same time, and the four statues of the snow gods shone brightly. The gates opened at the same time, and a whirlwind rushed out, blowing up remnants of snow that covered the sky. The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the gate slammed shut. And in front of the door, those who have a heart and a heart have disappeared.