Feathers mixed with snowflakes were slowly swirled by the wind, and the man in black stood in it, thinking about why he was so powerful.

If it weren't for the crowd around him, this scene would actually be quite romantic.

"Should I thank you for not killing them?"

In the pale and quiet atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from not far away.

Xiao Yinghuai moved his eyelids.

"Enough of the game?"

He turned around, his black hair stained with a little snowflake and looked at the visitor.

The familiar gray eyes were looking at him calmly, his long hair was swept by the wind and snow, and the fox fur he was wearing was selected by Xiao Yinghuai after watching the puppy pick and choose.

"How can you call it a game."

He walked towards Xiao Yinghuai, and he didn't look at the group of people who fell underground, but he was able to accurately bypass the obstacles on the ground.

Two men of equal height watched silently.

As time passed, the wind and snow became more and more raging.

The first to speak was Ah Tie, or you can also call him - Sikong Ming.

"When did you find out?"

Xiao Yinghuai said lazily: "Don't eat carrots, ink, and your brain is not normal." ”

"It's hard for me to imagine anyone else in the world who can occupy all three of these traits at the same time."

A moment of laughter flashed in Sikong Ming's eyes.

"You're sick with a poisonous tongue."

Xiao Yinghuai was too lazy to talk.

With the sudden collapse of a snowdrift not far away, the two suddenly realized that this was really not a good place to talk.

"Send them all back."

It's a pity to die here like this, it's a pity for the material cultivation of the Wing Clan.

Xiao Yinghuai raised his eyebrows: "What about your soul power?" ”

Sikong Ming's eyes narrowed: "It hasn't been recovered yet." ”

Half an hour later.

The two sat in the Ice Bone Jade Pavilion on the top of the snowy mountain.

This is Sikong Ming's secret base, and when the weather is good, a wisp of soul will be separated, and he will sit here under the cover of the magic circle, drinking and admiring the moon in a place where the wind and snow are not invaded.

On the low ice-blue table carved with patterns, there was also a pot of wine that he hadn't finished drinking last time.

He tricked out two jade bone cups, and the transparent but mellow wine fell into them and was pushed in front of Xiao Yinghuai.

"Taste, it's much better than dwarven beer."

Xiao Yinghuai took a sip.

It's really much better.

"You're talking more now than you used to."

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Xiao Yinghuai looked at the person opposite.

Sikong knew that this meant that Xiaolong was impatient.

"Dragon cub, it's too cold on the throne."

He looked at Xiao Yinghuai, obviously without sadness or joy on his face, but let Xiao Yinghuai feel the tiredness hidden under his face for no reason.

He pursed his lips, a rare failure to correct the title.

"It is said that I am a child of destiny, and it is my mission to prosper and strengthen the whole clan."

"But she didn't tell me what to do if I'm tired and don't want to care."

He overlooked the whole clan from a cold throne, and was forced to listen to the supplications and prayers of his people day after day, and he was compelled to be a compassionate monarch despite his cold nature.

The corners of Xiao Yinghuai's lips curled sarcastically: "Summary: You raised a bunch of waste." ”

What is the use of countries that cannot function without policymakers?

It's better to ruin.

It is also rare for a country that can drive its own monarch crazy.

"So you scratched your face?"

Looking at his hideous face, Xiao Yinghuai frowned.

Ugly is dead.

Sikong Ming drank all the wine in the cup and replied, "The laziness was discovered, and the Great Lord united everyone to pay tribute to a cold blade, implying that I did not forget my original intention. ”

That was the first time Sikong Ming was lazy.

And his people will not allow him to slacken.

Xiao Yinghuai had a headache.

It seems that the friend who is still in power with the most scenery is actually the worst one.

It's no wonder that Si Yan's first reaction after learning the news of his disappearance was - "The retribution of those old stubborn people has finally come".

"Do you have any spare places for the dragons?"

Xiao Yinghuai almost squirted out a sip of wine.

Some disgusted people took the wine jug away a little, but Sikong Ming touched his body but couldn't find a handkerchief.

"I'm kidding."

Xiao Yinghuai rolled his eyes not very elegantly.

If he went to serve in the Dragon Clan, the group of Wing Clans who could always find a reason would have to say that he ignored the checks and balances between the continents and arrogantly took away their Wing King.

"What's the matter with the Terran girl?"

Thinking of the unusual atmosphere between the two, Sikong Ming's eyes took on a look of ridicule, and then added-

"I thought you liked Manman."

Xiao Yinghuai let out an irritable "tsk".

Why does everyone have to say this.

He was a cub at that time, and he knew what love was.

Then he thought of the puppy's stern rejection of himself just now, and his eyes darkened.

"There is nothing between us."

Sikong was clear: "I didn't catch it." ”

Xiao Yinghuai: "........."

When did this thing like to talk?

After chatting briefly for a while, Ah Tie glanced at the sky outside.

"Let's go back."

Xiao Yinghuai suddenly asked: "The moon and night of the human race prince are your lost soul power." ”

Sikong Ming nodded.

He had the idea of escaping from the Suspended City more than ten years ago, stripping away the soul power that represented 'responsibility'.

I didn't expect that because of amnesia, I accidentally met again with the soul power of a reincarnated person.

But at that time, I don't remember anything, and I can't recycle it.

Xiao Yinghuai moved his lips, and wanted to ask again how he recovered his memory, but he didn't expect Sikong Ming to be keenly aware of his intentions.

"Why delay?"

Xiao Yinghuai's back stiffened.

When he was about to refute, Sikong Ming bluntly broke down: "There was a quarrel." ”

Xiao Yinghuai: "........."

No wonder there's a sense of familiarity.

The commonplace of recovering memories is exactly the same as the moon and night.

"No ........."

Xiao Yinghuai's answer was inexplicably tough.

Sikong Ming accepted it when he saw it: "I got lost, and I happened to meet you." ”

There's a reason to go back.

Xiao Yinghuai, who understood the meaning of his words, narrowed his eyes.

"Let's go."

Descending the mountain with people and gods unconsciously, Xiao Yinghuai went straight to the dwarf's stone house.

Yuebai is boiling fish soup.

The milky white liquid gurgled in the stone cauldron, mixed with the aroma, rising all the way to the whole room.

"Your house is amazing, it's obviously made of stone, how does it float in the air."

The dwarf who was sharpening his knife over there replied, "Not like that in previous years. ”

"About a decade ago, all of a sudden, our buildings were all floating, and those who were interested noticed that the Suspended City seemed to be getting farther and farther away from us, a little higher every year."

Yuebai was stunned.

"More than 10 years ago?"