Bai Chen walked alone in the snowfield, the wind and snow beating his slender body, looking alone, lonely and lonely.

But he was not lonely, because a woman who only he could see was always by his side, occasionally chirping.

"God, it sounds very powerful, just pick the boss and do it alone, it's not you, haha."

"Don't you care about my life or death, and persuade me a little."

"Tsk, you can still live if you do evil in heaven, but you can't live if you do evil in yourself."

She shook her slender white fingers as she spoke, controlling the water sword to fly around, doing nothing to improve her spell proficiency.

She was now able to control four water swords at the same time, and the changes in the water shape technique were also flexible enough to switch between various forms freely, but Bai Chen saw that she had practiced for so many years, and she still couldn't break even a leaf in terms of strength.

In the past, when he was weaker, it hurt a little to take a few swords from her, but now his demon body is strong, and he doesn't feel it when he stands still and lets her fight.

The more he thought about it, the more speechless he became, and he couldn't help but say:

"That's how you practice this spell, when will you be able to cultivate stronger."

"Why do you want me to become stronger, help you fight monsters. Hmph, I won't help, you hurry up and die of this heart! ”

Bai Chen pursed his lips, he didn't have any hope of force against her, just her two times, he couldn't count on it, all he thought was ......

"It doesn't require you to be strong, at least cultivate an entity."

"Huh? You dream! ”

As soon as she said it, she thought it was wrong, and now it was indeed a dream, so she changed her words:

"I am a person you imagined, I will never exist, how can I cultivate into an entity."

"Here you go again."

"Didn't you believe it before, why don't you believe it now?"

"I'm not a child, how can I be fantasizing."

He didn't tell her that he hadn't believed it in the first place, and that she had deceived the child, and that he had no childhood.

Su Ling'er really regarded him as Xiao Baichen, and crossed her waist with confidence:

"Your words are not convincing, because you have already imagined me, which means that your imagination is still there. When I disappear one day, you will completely lose your imagination and truly become an adult. ”

"You're going to disappear?"

"Of course!"

Although Su Ling'er hasn't found the opportunity to dream, she has already figured it out, so there is no need to worry.

Because this is a dream of the past, no matter how long the "past" is, there will always be an end, and if you follow the dream all the time, you will always come to the "present", and then you will inevitably wake up from the dream.

Of course, this is still too long, and she has a vague hunch that she will find an opportunity to dream, maybe not far away.

She didn't notice that her bright future was like a bolt from the blue for Bai Chen, and he didn't recover from her sentence "Wait for me to disappear one day" for a long time, and walked in the snow with a blank expression.

Gradually, the wind and snow became heavier, and the snow field was no longer inhabited, Bai Chen smelled that there was an unusual atmosphere here, and his pace slowed down.

"Bai Chen, look, there are red flowers!"

Su Ling'er had sharp eyes, and saw a small blood-red flower on the snowfield, although it was about the same size as a roadside wildflower, but the bright color could be said to be the only color in the paleness.

"It's a red stamen."

"Do you mean that the stamens are red flowers, it's so beautiful?"

Su Ling'er squatted down and observed carefully, not only the stamens and petals were blood-red, but even the stems and leaves were red, and although the blooming appearance was very small, it reminded her of the red Manzhu Sahua.

Then she heard Bai Chen's words:

"The red stamen flowers live on blood, and the purer and purer the demon blood, the more they can bloom bewitchingly, especially on the battlefield after a fight."

"Well, your mood has changed when you say that."

"The snow field is cold, and it doesn't look like there has been a big battle with heavy casualties recently, and the demonic blood ...... that can make the red stamen bloom."

Bai Chen didn't see the severed arms and stumps left on the battlefield along the way, and neither did the Bing Ge sword halberd.

He squatted down, touched the soil of the root system of the red stamen, put his fingers under his nose and smelled it, sure enough, there was a smell of blood, and it was still fresh.

He got up and looked around, and sure enough, he found another half-opened red stamen.

"Someone walked through here, bleeding all the way, and the blood fell in the snow, and red stamens grew."

"Ahh

"Check it out."

Bai Chen searched for the red stamens all the way, and the small red flowers were sparse and uneven, leading him to a small ice cave.

The red stamen bloomed so many at the entrance of the cave that the ground could be clearly seen stained dark brown with blood, and a boy was curled up in a narrow ice cave and fell asleep.

The young man's clothes were tattered and weak, his hands and feet were heavily shackled, and his slender neck was also locked with iron shackles, and the shackles were spikes inside, piercing his hands, feet, and neck to blood.

The red stamens that bloomed all the way seemed to have been watered by the blood that had flowed from the boy's wounds, and his hands, feet, and neck were already blue and black from excessive bleeding, and there were many whip marks on his body, and he looked like he was dying.

However, the first thing Su Linger noticed was the young man's back, there was a pair of black wings on his back, and the feathers were mostly damaged, but they still retained a little luster, wrapping the young man's body like a bud.

It was the first time she saw the person with wings behind her, and she couldn't help but touch the black wings that served as futons curiously, the feel of the feathers was very real, but unfortunately there was no temperature.

"Don't mess around."

Bai Chen glared at her angrily, very dissatisfied with her behavior of touching people when she saw them.

"What's wrong with touching, no one else can see me anyway. Bai Chen, is he dead? ”

"Not yet. Looking at his appearance, it should be the demon of the Black-winged Yunpeng clan, I remember that the Black-winged Yunpeng clan is a demon clan with a strong bloodline, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the overlord of the sky, how can this little Yunpeng be so miserable, so seriously injured, as if he has been abused. ”

The boy curled up in his wings, still a little conscious, and heard a voice beside him, his body trembled slightly, probably instinctively wanting to react.

But in the end, he only curled himself up a little tighter, and his breathing became thinner and thinner.

He seemed to have been imprisoned for a long time, and his dark hair was long but very messy, completely unkempt, and had obscured his face.

Bai Chen hesitated and reached out to gently brush away the long hair on his forehead, revealing the young man's immature and white face with slight scars.

The boy's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes struggled to open a slit.

Bai Chen's vigilance was still there, ready to respond to the boy's instinctive attack out of self-preservation.

Self-preservation is the instinct of all living beings, and demons are of course no exception, and the power that erupts when they are dying is even far more terrifying than in their heyday.