Luo Qingyin has drift ice outside the sky, and after the acupuncture points of his whole body are opened, he naturally closes the trajectory of ice and snow, and naturally seems to have turned into a snowflake, echoing with the countless snow on the snow.

Even if Bing Mei'er's ice and snow tracing technique detected her, she thought it was just ordinary snow.

In the flying snowflakes, Luo Qingyin's figure quietly appeared, and at the moment when the angry snow hit, the sleeve embroidered with cloud flow pattern raised a perfect arc, with a momentum like a jade about to collapse.

The slender palm poked out of the hem of the sleeve and slapped it forward.

Rumble!

The raging flames and the furious snow rolled up by Bing Mei'er met in the air, and countless water droplets burst out and landed on the vast snow, making a crisp "pop" sound.

After the flames melted the furious snow into water droplets with lightning speed, the castration continued!

Bing Mei'er, who turned around, was stunned: "Fire? ”

As everyone knows, the fire can't exert two-thirds of its usual strength in the extremely icy environment, but this fire is not only not suppressed, but is stronger and more domineering than all the fires she has ever seen.

I can't believe it.

Bing Mei'er showed a hint of shock in her eyes, and immediately regained her composure, and before the flames hit, she slammed into the snow again, bringing up a layer of snow tide again.

The Arctic ice field is covered with snow all year round, and I don't know how thick it is under my feet, and under her palm, the snow is flat and three inches shorter!

The endless tide of snow was like a beast that wanted to devour people, and it rose into the air faster and more ruthlessly than the last time, and swooped down towards the flames with teeth and claws.

Luo Qingyin stood on the snow in the air.

The snow under the silent night is vast and boundless.

The snow tide at a high height is pressing down.

At that moment, her figure seemed so small.

Ke Luo Qingyin not only did not mean to dodge, but instead laughed, stepped forward, and stretched out his palm, and a flame erupted from his palm.

With lightning speed, with a thunderous momentum, facing the high snow wave, facing the invading cold air, and facing the inevitable eyes of Bing Mei'er on the opposite side, he slapped it with one palm!

The red light blooms in the snowy night!

The invincible palm slapped straight into the snow tide, spreading all over the snow tide in an instant, turning the snow tide into a wave of water, sweeping up without waiting for the landing, spinning and twisting, starting from Luo Qingyin's flames, roaring and shooting backwards towards Bing Mei'er with the momentum of thousands of horses.

Wow!

The waves are boundless.

The pure water waves were reflected by the light of the snow, with the cold light of Lingling, overwhelming, Bing Mei'er couldn't react, and stood in the air again, a wave hit, too late to dodge, "pop", was hit by the waves on the snow, and fell into the snow with one foot.

Bing Mei'er pulled out her feet from the snow, her white clothes were already soaked with water, and her eyes showed a touch of shock.

These two tricks are just a temptation for each other.

But the tentative results shocked her.

The opponent's combat power was beyond her imagination.

She underestimated the enemy.

The splash of water in the sky flew back to the ground, and Bing Mei'er reopened her Xuanqi wings and flew into the air, her face still calm.

The corners of his lips hooked a touch of arc, Luo Qingyin's body was not dripping, and he seemed to smile and said, "You lost." ”

Bing Mei'er looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze and sneered, "This is the Arctic Ice Field!" ”

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows, his long eyelashes picked up a little bit of light and shadow, and his eyes seemed to be riding the wind and waves, and it was like the Milky Way toppling, magnificent: "Tell this son the purpose, and this son can spare you from dying." ”

Bing Mei'er laughed: "You are too arrogant! ”

Before the laughter fell, it stopped abruptly.

Because, Luo Qingyin has lost his trace.

Bing Mei'er suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Her pupils shrank, looking at a seemingly absent figure in the snow, Bing Mei'er raised her hand, and a brilliant snow light appeared in her hand, relying on her years of combat intuition, and stabbed it fiercely.

Airplanes!

The snow light pierced the snow shadow.

To be exact, it should have been stabbed in the palm of a white and delicate hand.

The snow was like a stab on gold and iron, and it could no longer move an inch.

An icy snow wind blew, and Luo Qingyin's figure was revealed from the air, with a cold arc at the corner of his lips, like a fairy in the snow.

In Bing Mei'er's stunned gaze, Luo Qingyin's palm slapped in the air, and in an instant, countless snowflakes surged and gushed out from her palm!

Bing Mei'er didn't think that she would be self-defeating, and she didn't have time to react, so she had to lift the snow light and stop in front of her, using a special move: the dance of fine snow.

Wow!

Snowflakes flew in the sky.

fluttering and shaking, Luo Qingyin seemed to wake up in the early morning of winter, and heard the sound of snowflakes flying outside the window, fluttering and falling, making people involuntarily want to close their eyes.

But the ever-changing snowflakes are like sharp and cold snowflake darts, once they are touched, they will open their skin and flesh.

On the vast and quiet snow, the wine fairy raised her eyebrows: "Tell her not to go out, why did she come out, and hit it." ”

Lao Nantou's expression was a little solemn: "Senior Sister Bing Jitian, I have improved a lot in the past two years, and your little pear may be a little dangerous." ”

Yu Qingjun, who was attracted by the battle, stood on the other side of the wine fairy, wearing a white robe like snow, except for the silver streamlines on the sleeves and placket, the whole person looked blurry and ethereal.

Just as Zi Yunchen arrived, the four of them stood quietly on the snow, watching the battle between Luo Qingyin and Bing Mei'er.

It was Bing Lan'er's own initiative to lure Zi Yunchen, and Yu Qingjun didn't know about it, so she didn't care about Zi Yunchen's arrival, but her face was more or less ugly.

In the original plan, Bing Mei'er let the pear blossom white wine queen sleep Zhizhi indiscriminately, and early tomorrow morning, Zhenzhen took someone to catch the * adulterer, and after the matter became big, she asked the wine fairy for the holy wine tasting party as compensation.

If the wine fairy refuses, Pear Blossom Bai will be ruined and will be affected by Baicaotang.

She thought that even if Pear Blossom Bai resisted, she would not be Bing Mei'er's opponent.

Who knows, Lihuabai can not only fight with Bing Mei'er, but also attract Lao Nantou and Jiuxian.

The plan was a complete failure.

Yu Qingjun replied absentmindedly while thinking about rescue measures: "Mei'er is belligerent by nature, but don't hurt Lihuabai." ”

Zi Yunchen snorted slightly when he heard this, and he called the wine fairy and Lao Nantou to watch.

The more people who know about this kind of thing, the more Bing Jitian can't move.

Want to hurt his kitten? Think beautifully!

The wine fairy just smiled.

Hurt Pear Blossom White?

Bing Mei'er dug her own grave is about the same.

His little pear is a person with drifting ice outside the sky!

The winner should be revealed.

Just as he was thinking, in the midst of the snowflakes in the sky, an ice-blue cold light suddenly blazed, like a nebula bursting, and a magnificent snow wave rushed out from the dance of fine snow in all directions.

Suddenly, break through the shackles of the dance of fine snow!

The bright ice shines in everyone's field of vision, in full bloom!

Faintly, a white figure was swept away in the cold light of ice blue.

Boom!

Slam it on the ground.

Mao Dun Literature