"It's so cold!" the little grasshopper complained loudly in the green hunting suit wrapped around her body.

She scurried around the top of the tower, but couldn't find an entrance to the bottom or a hint of what to do next. "Ah...... A cold wind blew mixed with snowflakes, and Sibi opened his mouth and sneezed wide, rubbing his nose and saying angrily: "Damn Brother Jonah! What am I doing here in this place where birds don't lay eggs?

At this time, there was a strange feeling in his waist. With a thought, a circle of crimson metal armor leaves with sharp edges rose like petals, gently enveloping the half-elf. "Huh?" Sibi curiously touched the streamlined skirt armor, "isn't this the artifact on Brother Jonah's body, why did you come to me?...... Who is it?"

Her self-talk turned into a thud, the snake bow popping through the air, and the half-elf archer turned to aim at the enemy, two fingers clasping the sizzling silver-white bowstring. The swaying silver arrow pointed at the center of the uninvited guest's eyebrows, Sibi's green eyes widened suddenly, but the pupils contracted at a distance: "...... Is that you? How is that possible?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's me. It was a long-standing man in a linen shirt and a long cloak, with a few strands of gray curls hanging down from his large-brimmed hat, and a pair of affectionate eyes on the corners of his mouth with a wry smile. "Are you okay?" he stretched out his hand to say hello, and then pointed to the tip of his nose: "Oh, here, wipe it, you have been like this since you were a child, you like to blow your nose with the back of your hand." When I was young, the tip of my nose would be stained with mud, but now, it is indeed stained with blood. ”

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson!" the grasshopper screamed, wiping the stains from his face with his sleeve, "Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

The man quietly lowered his arms that wanted to hug, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, he took a step back and lowered his head slightly: "I don't know, Pamela, I don't know what place this is, I only know that I lost your traces in the wind and snow of the Northern Continent." It's great to see you now. ”

Sibi gritted his teeth and gurgled: "Don't come to this set! I don't want to see you, get out!"

The man glanced back, "I have nowhere to go, Pamela, it looks like we're going to be here for a while." ”

Sibi laughed angrily: "Hehe, is it a warm father-daughter reunion plot? I said a long time ago that I will never forgive you, and I will never forget my mother's expression before she died! Draw your sword, Mr. W, Cherry Ferry has been destroyed, and the legend of the King of the Night will let me end it today!"

The northern elves lowered their mournful eyes, "I don't want to fight you, Pamela. I ...... to you"

“...... Don't call me Pamela!"

The snake bow opened like a full moon, five silver arrows condensed in the air at the same time, the angry half-elf's wheat-colored hair fluttered in the north wind, her exposed skin began to form hard scales, her ears became sharp, and her tail quietly grew out of the hunting suit, and with the continuous urging of the fighting spirit, the body of the half-elf was being eroded by the atavistic phenomenon. "Secret Arrow ......" Sibi whispered from between his teeth, five long arrows trembled on his fingertips like living creatures, and the icy wind from the northern continent gathered at the tips of the arrows.

"Don't do anything stupid, Pamela!" Mr. W took two steps back in the face of the pressure, and drew his glaring raper. He shouted loudly: "Don't do stupid things! I taught you your archery skills, you can't hurt me! Excessive use of life pool energy will make the Northern Elf bloodline in your body lose control, stop!"

The snowflakes in the sky were swept towards five long arrows, but Sibi, who was in the eye of the storm, suddenly asked calmly: "...... Have you ever loved my mother?"

“...... I will never stop loving her, Pamela. The King of the Night's large-brimmed hat was carried away by the wind and snow, and his gray curls fluttered in the wind, obscuring the expression on the man's face.

"She loves you so much. Even the night of the painful death, shouting your name in a coma. The grasshopper's green eyes were as silent as the frozen lake, "and you left her." You can live for a long time, and Mom doesn't even enjoy a day of happiness. ”

"Pamela......"

"You're a coward. Sibi said. "We are willing to die for the people we love, but you are like maggots in a dung pit. ...... I hate you. ”

"Pamela!"

“...... Father. ”

"Whoosh, buzz, buzz......" Five silver arrows broke free from the confines of their fingers and dragged the storm howling. Mr. W stood there with a dead face, his arms outstretched, and he sliced through the air with the tip of his rapier. The Secret Arrow, the Five-Petaled Star, was the last archery technique he taught his daughter, and the arrows infused with the magic of the Ice Wind would block all possibilities of dodging and bury enemies in the cold silence of the Ice Storm. No one in the world was more familiar with this archery than Mr. W, and he reacted almost instinctively, swinging his sword to cut off the subtle connection between the five arrows, and it was not the cold of the icy wind that hit him hard, but the decisive gaze of his daughter.

"Whoosh whoosh!" the five-petaled ice star failed to form, and the arrows swept through the Night King's sideburns and into the snow beyond the tower's "Dimensity". At this time, Mr. W raised his eyes, but was too shocked to look away.

Sibi once again drew the serpent's bow, this time not a silver arrow of light on the bowstring, but a crimson wedge-shaped metal arrow. A drop of sweat rolled down the grasshopper's forehead and slid down the scaly skin into the neckline, her fingers had been cut by the bowstring, but the arrow of incredible power had been accomplished. She didn't understand what she was doing, she only knew that she was going to crush the enemy in front of her, her eyes were blinded by hatred, and Sibi's bloody hand didn't tremble at all, "Ding." There was a crisp sound, it was the clear sound of the fingertips that exposed the white bones releasing the bowstring, and the red sword formed by the convergence of the four artifacts Lutarus came out of the string and spun in the air, as fast as lightning and as heavy as a mountain.

Mr. W could only raise his sword again. The entire top of the tower was shrouded in the crimson light of the gods' inscriptions, and a lonely smile appeared on the corner of the Night King's mouth: "...... Sometimes it takes more courage to live than to die, Pamela......"

Crossing the mountains of 2,800 miles, the remnant Qi country at the southern end of the eastern continent is the season when the pear blossoms bloom, the flowers wither in winter, only the remnants of the pear blossoms of the deer plain open to the cold wind, every year hundreds of thousands of people come to gather in the remnant Qi capital city, enjoy this fleeting spectacular scenery. The flowering period of the frosty white pear that only grows here is only three days, and once you miss the blooming of the sea of flowers in the deer plain, all you can see is the dead branches and leaves, and the jade mud all over the ground.

At this moment, the pear blossoms are blooming just right, but Wenshang City does not hear the sound of cars and horses. A few days ago, the army of the Qin State and the Red Brotherhood broke through the ancient city of Wenshang, and drove the people of the city to advance southward.

In the middle of the Zhulu Plain stands the tower "Liyu", and on the top of the tower, there are two men who have no intention of appreciating the flowers.

"You're dead. Jerkon said. "When you die, even in the outer world, I can feel it. ”

"Perhaps. "But I'm here and now, and I don't have to be 'his mind' to see it." ...... Why don't you draw your sword yet?"

Yekong said lightly: "I know, this is the test for me. Josaru is my demon, and you are my karma. I don't want to become a Buddha, the Buddha can't give me anything, if there really is a god and Buddha in heaven, the millions of wishes I have made should have been fulfilled long ago. Whoever can help me, I will believe whomever I believe, and now I believe in a boy named Jonah, not the golden statue of Prajna Temple. ”

"When did you become so able to speak?" the long-haired man's voice was as sonorous as gold, "You owe me a fight, if I don't decide the victory, even I can't die with peace of mind!"

"Am I talking?" said Jekor. He nodded, then shook his head again, "It's all just an illusion, you're not you, I'm not me, what I'm like in my own vision, can't even I dominate myself?...... Zuta!"

"Boom!"

The two long knives were unsheathed at the same time, making a sharp sound of merging into one, the sound of the knife was terrible, the sky was broken, "Ping!" was like a silver bottle bursting, gold flowers splashed everywhere, a severed knife flew high into the sky, the famous knife "Buddha's tooth" holding the sword Garan bit the long knife of Zuta with sharp serrations, chopped the blade, cut off the back of the knife, and rubbed a string of dazzling sparks on the blade. "Hmph!" Zuta threw his knife and swung his fist, shattering the air between the two with one punch, "Boom!" The blast blew up, and the two Garans of the Great Prajna Temple each landed and looked at each other from afar, Zuta's right fist was shrouded in a turquoise halo, his arm was shattered, and a hideous and terrifying twisted wound appeared on his arm.

Yekong slowly straightened up, "Zilalalala......" The famous knife Buddha tooth dragged a gravel splash mark on the ground, "Continue!" He suddenly flew up and kicked the back of the knife, the long knife came out of his hand and spun and flew towards his opponent, Zuta reached out and took it, holding the handle firmly in his hand. The Buddha's tooth screamed wildly, as if trying to discover the resentment in his heart, but as the blue-blue light spread through the blade, the tremor of the famous knife gradually subsided, and the jagged blade was plated with a layer of cold blue.

"Why?" Zuta frowned, "Give me the saber, are you conceited enough to win me empty-handed?"

Jekhon said, "No. The tooth of the Buddha is a relic of Saru, something that is not mine, and I think we don't need it anymore. Now I can fight well, Zuta. ”

"Good, it wouldn't be fun if it weren't for that. Shadow Garan laughed and stomped his foot fiercely, the blue light and shadow erupted, and the phantom of the gods and Buddhas loomed behind him, and as the "Buddha's tooth" was raised high, the compassionate and lonely blue flame reflected the sea of flowers in a dim light. "Zh!" exhaled, Zuta swung his knife and slashed down, this knife could even cut the sky in half, and the secret technique recorded by "Nine Light" wrapped around every sawtooth of the blade, turning into an earth-shattering sword wind.

Yekong stretched out his hand to his neck, he had a simple black necklace tied around his neck for some time, his fingers touched the cold pendant, and he held the sword and pulled it hard, "Boom!" A long sword shrouded in black flames appeared in his hand, and the colorless black flames were billowing and overflowing, it was the mark of Razi, the god of war and blacksmiths, the sword of the Black Dragon King! The brutal dragon king's sword began to greedily suck in the life force of the sword wielder, but Yekong's body was a hot furnace, and he didn't know how to use this artifact, only that at this moment, out of some kind of divine providence, this sword could merge with him and cut off the demons in his heart.

Redheads and redheads fly in the air, and knives and swords meet in the air.