Jun Yuzhao saw that people were about to surround him, so he looked at Xue Ling. Yin Xuan wanted to step forward, but it turned out that Xue Ling was standing in front of him, making it difficult for him to push people away, and then Xue Ling did something that shocked his jaw.

"Let's all die," Xue Ling stepped on the mechanism in the snow next to him, and everyone felt that their feet were shaking, and some people wanted to escape, but the speed of the snow falling was too fast, and all the snow on the top of the snowy mountain collapsed, and everyone fell down screaming.

Yin Xuan wanted to pull Xue Ling away, but he didn't expect to be beaten out by Xue Ling, before the snow completely collapsed, and then the last strength jumped out, the mechanism made behind him opened, and a pair of wings made of window paper and window lattices spread, and flew down with Xue Ling and Yin Xuan.

Jun Yuzhao followed aside, looking at Yin Xuan's stunned expression and almost laughing. Xue Ling then glided through the air with the momentum of the wind and snow, and naturally the wings of this trap could not fly. She also took advantage of a few gaps to turn back, and saw that the village chief, the city lord, and those guards had all fallen off the 10,000-meter snow mountain, turned her head, and tears fell on her face.

Yin Xuan looked behind him thoughtfully, and then looked at Xue Ling, his eyes full of appreciation.

Xue Ling took Yin Xuan and fell into the village next to her, she sat on the ground and panted, Xue Ling's organ attainments were extremely high, Jun Yuzhao was a little scratchy, and he really wanted to accept him as an apprentice.

"Sir, what are you doing when you come back?" Xue Ling patted the snow on her body, pulled the wings off her back, and looked at it, and sure enough, it was broken.

"I," Yin Xuan was interrupted by Xue Ling before she could finish speaking, "Let's go down to business first," she cautiously entered the village, and found that there was indeed no one from the city lord in the village. Jun Yuzhao also nodded secretly, those people thought that they could go directly to the mountain if they found the last map, but they didn't expect it to be convenient for Xue Ling.

Xue Ling finds the cellar where the children are being held, and then discovers that the children inside are all dead. A half-eaten fruit was lying on the ground, Xue Ling blinked, yes, the fruit is poisonous, the child is young, and he dies faster if he eats it.

"I'm sorry, I'm late," Yin Xuan stood behind him and opened his mouth with a sigh in his eyes that couldn't hide his guilt.

"It's okay," Xue Ling blinked the tears from her eyes and turned her head to smile slightly, "You taught us in the academy before, and each of us has its own life. ”

Yinxuan helped Xue Ling bury the children in the cemetery of Xue Lin Village.

"Sir, let's go," Xue Ling said with a smile as she looked at Yin Xuan in a gentle voice.

"What about you?" Yinxuan asked.

"I have one last thing to do, sir, get out of here and never come back." Xue Ling hugged Yin Xuan's waist and then let go, "Sir, your class is very good, and everyone likes you very much." Let's go. Don't come back. ”

Xue Ling interrupted Yin Xuan's words and looked at him with a smile.

"Come with me." Yinxuan rubbed Xue Ling's head.

Xue Ling shook her head, "This is my home, I'm not leaving, sir, let's go, I still have things to do." Xue Ling pulled Yin Xuan to the entrance of the village and watched Yin Xuan leave.

When she couldn't see Yinxuan's back anymore, Xue Ling spit out a mouthful of blood, she lowered her head, and slowly covered the blood with white snow, wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth and the tears that couldn't be stopped at the corners of her eyes.

Jun Yuzhao stood aside, she suddenly wanted to give the girl a hug, but she couldn't. She turned her head and saw Yin Xuan, who was going down the mountain, walking back, standing in the distance and looking at Xue Ling's back, followed by two little boys in white and one in black, like two little fairies.

Xue Ling's eyes became more and more confused, and his steps became more and more staggering. She finally came to her destination, which was a cemetery, the grave of Xuelin Village.

She found the pit she had dug the night before, she tidied up her clothes, combed her hair again, wiped her face and hands with snow, then jumped down from the pit, chose a comfortable position to lie down, closed her eyes, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and activated the mechanism. All the snow above it fell, and one second it was a pit, and that second it became a grave.

This is the final destination that Xue Ling has prepared for herself, and this is the last thing she has to do.

Yin Xuan's eyes widened, and he immediately ran up, but the boy in white ran faster, and he swept away the snow with one palm. Xue Ling was waiting for death in peace, until a light came in, and she opened her eyes strangely, and saw a cold boy with silver hair looking at her, as if he was a god in the snowy mountains, coming to take her home.

Xue Ling slowly closed her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth, she could go home.

"Xiao Fei," Yin Xuan saw that Yun Fei, who had always been expressionless and hated everyone except himself and Xiao Chu, jumped down and hugged Xue Ling out.

Yin Xuan took the pulse, "I'm poisoned, go back to the village quickly." "Then they rescued Xue Ling. When Xue Ling opened her eyes, Yin Xuan explained to her what had happened, and Xue Ling blinked.

Later, Yin Xuan took Xue Ling down the mountain and handed her over to a friend of his to learn kung fu, that friend is very good at kung fu, and he is also good at the art of mechanisms, and he also likes Xue Ling very much.

Before leaving, Xue Ling took the hand of the boy in white, "Xiaohu, when are you coming back to see me?" ”

"When I'm free," Yun Fei blinked, although he had no expression, Jun Yuzhao found that this boy looked like he was looking at ants except for the warm eyes of Xue Ling, Yin Xuan, and Feng Chu.

Later, every year, Yinxuan would bring Yun Fei and Feng Chu to meet his friends and stop by to see Xue Ling. Unexpectedly, after learning kung fu, Xue Ling's white hair grew back into black hair.

The teenagers and girls of the year have grown up slowly.

Later, a war broke out in the outside world, and they didn't come for a long time, and they didn't hear from Xue Ling for a long time, until they saw Xue Ling in a city that they had been separated from for many years.

At that time, they received a report that someone was pretending to be Feng Chu's subordinates and making trouble in the city, so a few of their friends went to Yangzhou City, and found the person who was impersonating in the restaurant, and the other party had done a lot of bad things recently, all of which were covered on Feng Chu's head.

Just as the group was about to teach him a lesson, catch him, and bury him head-down, a woman in red with a mask appeared and fought with the man.

This woman in red with a white mask has killed hundreds of people recently, because she is always dressed in red and wearing a white mask, and her image is very recognizable.

Both of them are martial arts masters, from the restaurant to the street, the men also have guards, and dozens of people treat the woman in red, but they can't get any good. In the end, dozens of people, including the man, were easily killed by the woman in red.

The woman looked at the empty street except for the corpse for a moment, and the blood was pouring down the street. Until a familiar voice came from behind him, "Cher." ”

The woman blinked, and the master and the others all called themselves "Ling'er," and only one person would call herself "Xue'er", and when she turned around, she saw Yun Fei standing in the distance looking at him.

Xue Ling suddenly felt a little cramped, her hand holding the sword trembled a little, such a picture of killing herself was seen by the person who cared about it the most, she took two steps back and suddenly wanted to escape.

Until Yin Xuan slowly walked out and looked at her with his back hand, "Ling'er." ”