Lan Nightmare had an unpredictable look on her face, she couldn't tell whether it was surprise mixed with nervousness, or surprise mixed with fear, the hand holding Xuezhi Bingxi's shoulder unconsciously exerted force, as if she wanted to crush her shoulder, she held it tightly, her slender and white hand was full of green muscles, and she muttered in distraction: "It's really like..."

Xue Ran Bingxi frowned, he hurt her, and struggled uncomfortably, but with her weak body, she couldn't break free at all.

At this moment, Lan Nightmare is very different from usual, the handsome and unparalleled face is overly nervous, a few fine beads of sweat appear on the forehead, a pair of silver eyes are like a lost soul, rare hollow and confused, as if looking at her, but it is like through her, seeing a white-clothed figure on the other side of the years.

Lan Nightmare was shocked by his strength, and hurriedly let go of his hand, only to see that under the snow-stained white clothes, there were a few more crimson marks on the white and round shoulders.

Apologized blankly: "Dye'er, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Reaching out in a panic, he wanted to untie the snow-stained clothes to check the scars.

Xuezhi Bingxi stopped the urge to gasp, and said indifferently on his face: "It's okay, it's okay." Without a trace, he avoided Lan Nightmare's outstretched hand, and the bottom of his eyes was cold, like a violent snowstorm, dark and suffocating, secretly slandering: this person is too stingy, she just bit him, and came up with such a vicious way to retaliate against her, with her special physique, I am afraid that it will take three or five days to heal.

Lan Nightmare seemed to notice that this move was inappropriate, and awkwardly withdrew his hand hanging in mid-air, looked at Xuezhi Bingxi a little sluggishly, and looked at her frowning expression in a trance, gradually overlapping with another figure, white clothes fluttering, silver hair flying, so godlike.

The ice and snow are blowing, the silver light is shining, and the wind and smoke are gone.

The past that I don't want to think of is projected in my mind, and the dusty memories are opened one by one, the flying white clothes, the fluttering silver hair, the cold tears, the decisive figure, the fragmented call, the falling figure, the scarred long sword, and the melancholy silver eyes······ Everything exploded in his mind, and his consciousness was chaotic for a moment, but he regained his clarity in an instant, and so on, and the pain was unbearable, and the bottom of his heart seemed to have been dug out of a corner, dull and dull pain.

Lowered his hands, his wide sleeves covered his clenched fists, his eyebrows and eyes were deep, his eyelashes seemed to have a dark streamer, and his deep silver eyes seemed to have a deep sadness that could not be dissolved: why was he always like this, always inadvertently, he hurt her, it was like this before, and it is still like this now...

He regretted it once, and now he hates it.

He regretted why he was so excited, why he couldn't restrain himself, why he hurt her again???

He hated, why did he always hurt her, why was destiny so unfair, why was he separated from her!!

Xue Ran Bingxi looked at the man in front of him worriedly, the light and cold on his body no longer existed, his breath was disordered, the halos in his eyes were staggered, silver light flashed, despair and loneliness, and deep self-blame and guilt made him almost stunned.

What did he go through?

Xuezhi Bingxi categorically didn't expect that he would feel guilty only for a slight injury, how deep his friendship must be to treat him like a treasure like this, even if he himself, he can't hurt a single bit.

Unable to bear to see him in such pain, Xuezhi Bingxi stretched out her white porcelain-like slender hand, thought for a while, chose the safest method, and gently tugged at Lan Nightmare's sleeve, the wide sleeves rippled slightly.

Lan Nightmare's eyes seemed to have a thick layer of frost, the cold seeped through, she noticed the swing of her sleeves, raised her head and inadvertently crashed into her silver eyes, the frost dissipated, and the softness in her eyes was like spring returning to the earth, and the stream was murmuring.

Softly laughed: "I'm really fine, it's just a small injury, you don't need to be so sorry." Like a feather sweeping through the heart, the breeze blows across the water, and there is a trace of ripples in the heart lake without waves in the ancient well.

"Dye'er, if you want to think about it, you can still do this to me..." Lan Nightmare lowered his eyebrows, his silver slender eyelashes curled, and he trembled a little ethereally, like a butterfly flapping its wings, a moment of confusion, a moment of heartbreak.

Then there is nothing that cannot be left behind...

Looking up, he smiled brightly at the snow-dyed ice, as if he had traveled through a sea of snow, a heavy ice field, and a smile poured into the world, condensing the splendor of the vicissitudes of the sea. It is better than the elegant and noble snowy white lotus in the clear pond formed by melting ice and snow, and it is better than the streamer between the opening and closing of pearl mussels under the sea of ice for 10,000 years.

The light sunlight poured, bright and transparent, shining on the two of them, growing like jade, ethereal like the wind, ethereal like snow, fluttering like butterflies.

The man is dressed in white and the snow is shining, and the woman is flying with light yarn, with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, a soft expression, and a pulse looking at each other.

Ten zhang of soft red dust, floating in the sky silently, spanning 10,000 years of love and hatred, entangled and fetters, can no longer touch half a point.

The clothes are flying, and suddenly 10,000 years have passed, and the years are flowing water, lying across the other side of time. This love lasts forever and never again. Accompanied by beautiful women, there is no paradise everywhere.

Leisurely look at the floating life, the clouds roll up, the sea changes, I just hope that time stands still, the pulse looks at each other, speechless...

There are silver butterflies flying, flashing streamers, often accompanied by the side, lingering.

Snow dyed Bingxi uncomfortably don't overdo it, the smile of the person in front of her is too bright, with the beauty of this prosperous world, it really makes people can't take their eyes off, she has always had no resistance to beautiful things, the beauty in front of her is so attractive, so tempting.

But how could she be so abnormal today? Not at all like her usual, she would have such a familiar feeling to a stranger who had only seen one face, and suddenly felt as if something was different...

Anyway, she didn't come here for this, so let's go to Ah Yue as soon as possible.

Lowered his eyebrows, and said generously: "Thank you again for your rescue, but I still have important things to do today, so I won't leave it at that." "Noble and elegant, courteous and thoughtful, unusually noble.

The slender and slightly curled eyelashes blinked, and after a long time of not hearing the response, raising his eyes, Lan Nightmare was no different from usual, obviously close in front of him, but it was like being far away in the clouds, out of reach, as if it would pass away with the wind and smoke at any time, ethereal and free, like a fairy.

Lan Nightmare has a long body, white clothes are flying without wind, fluttering, his eyes suddenly become ethereal and pure, but they seem to be bottomless, unpredictable, and he calmed down his fluctuating emotions in an instant, and returned to cold and alienation, but his expression is no longer indifferent, a little softer, and his face is as white as jade, and he is even more handsome.

Wen Run smiled, and the emotional excitement just now was like the two of them, and said politely: "I haven't asked Your Majesty for a name, how can I say goodbye?" The halo in the depths of the silver eyes flowed, like a brilliant Milky Way, starry, confusing, and like a cloud covering the fog, hazy, unfathomable.

Xuezhi Bingxi turned her head suddenly, staring directly at Lan Nightmare's misty silver eyes, a dark light flashed under her eyes, and she couldn't look directly.

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