On this day, Xue Leng ushered in his first winter in this world, compared to the winter wind here is more biting, blowing on his body like a needle piercing into the bone marrow, it hurts, and the Xiantian Islands are covered with a thick layer of silver makeup.

Xue Leng pushed open the door of the stable with heavy snow, bounced the snow on his body and walked to the place where the fire and thunder were, since Xue Leng returned, the fire and thunder also enjoyed the treatment different from other mounts, although it was not born as a fairy beast, but with the name of Xue Leng's mount, it entered the stable of the Xiantian faction safely, and there will be half a cart of herbs for it to eat every day, although the level of these herbs is not high, but the promotion of the fire and thunder is still quite obvious.

Seeing Xue Leng's arrival, he snorted two white mist-like snorts, looking a little excited, eating and living well every day can't impress it, what it wants is an iron-blooded battlefield, seven in and seven out.

"It's been so long, and I've become docile. Xue Leng touched the horse's face and said with a smile, shook his head in protest, and hit Xue Leng hard, pushing him to the ground, Xue Leng smiled bitterly, "This is the way to welcome your master." ”

Xue Leng took off the horse armor he got last time on the wall, put it on the body of the treading fire and thunder, and carefully wiped the dust on it.

Jumping on the horse's back, Xue Leng stroked the horse's mane and said, "Let's go!" ”

Treading Fire and Thunder raised his front legs with a cheerful neigh, and shot out like a sword, these days Treading Fire and Thunder has also stepped into the foundation building period, for a horse without any bloodline, the foundation building period is already an existence against the sky, just like a person with no talent, with drugs to be forcibly promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage, which is already a limit.

A man and a horse stepped on the clouds and ran, and soon arrived at a strange mountain, the name of this mountain is called: Moon Peak, located at the junction of Xiliang Kingdom, Yutang Kingdom and Southern Song Dynasty. A radius of 100 miles is a desolation, only the mountain peak has many trees, and there is a cave on the peak, not long ago Xue Leng found a little aura here, for the lack of aura in the cultivation world, the aura here is equivalent to a treasure trove.

Xue Leng sat down cross-legged, sank his mind into the dantian, and began to absorb the aura in the cave, he clearly felt that the strength of his Yuan Infant Stage was a little bigger, but the small was insignificant, Xue Leng believed that with the accumulation of cultivation, he would eventually be able to obtain the method of opening the realm gate and return to the present world.

Treading the fire and thundering at the door of the cave, holding the wind, bowing his head to graze, he did not forget to look into the air.

Xue Leng felt that his body was a little fluttering, and at this time, he had already entered the deep cultivation, and his entire consciousness sank into his own sea of consciousness......

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On the other side, Tang Xueyan also got up early, looking at the snow outside the window, she pulled out the cloud dance hiding in the quilt, cloud dance rubbed her eyes very reluctantly and sat up, and found that the snow was also in the spirit, the two got dressed, and ran outside after washing.

A fist-sized snowball hit him, Yun Shangwu hurriedly shook his hand, and an air shield blocked the snowball: "Xue Yan, what are you stupid about!"

"Where did Xue Leng go, why can't I feel his breath, I haven't seen him for a long time recently. Tang Xueyan opened her eyes, felt Xue Leng's fluctuations and muttered.

"Go and find it!" Yun Shangwu picked up Tang Xueyan and ran out, but Mrs. Huizhong came over, and the two girls hurriedly said goodbye to Mrs. Huizhong.

"Xue Yan, you can take a trip. Master Huizhong turned around, and Tang Xueyan followed behind.

In a pavilion, the two stopped, and Master Hui stared at Tang Xueyan, her eyes were like a poisonous snake biting Tang Xueyan: "Are you in love with Xue Leng?"

Tang Xueyan looked at Mrs. Huizhong in astonishment, and Mrs. Huizhong said, "Don't look at me, I already knew." ”

"I'm sorry, Master..."Tang Xueyan lowered her head, and her two white jade-like hands stirred the corners of her skirt on her legs.

"Don't apologize to me, you should know your background, it is impossible for you and Xue Leng to do so. If it's impossible, why bother yourself?" Master Hui Zhong stood up and walked in the pavilion, and he took out a linen from his sleeve, and the linen was covered with blood marks.

"You have fairy blood on your body, and your mother secretly gave birth to you back then, and after taking out this piece of cloth, she returned to that place. Master Hui Zhong muttered, "She said, when the time is ripe, she will let you enter the immortal realm." ”

Master Huizhong's face wrinkled, as if she was several years old: "When you love deeply, you have to suffer separation, and I don't want you to bear this kind of suffering... If you can still extricate yourself, stop it..."

Tang Xueyan's tears began to roll in her eyes, she held a handkerchief tightly in her hand, she embroidered two pieces, one with the word cold written on it and placed it beside her, and the other with the word snow written on Xue Leng's body, Tang Xueyan whimpered: "But I really can't bear him..."

"If you can't bear it, you have to give it up..."Master Huizhong's eyes softened, but she remembered what she had endured, and hardened her heart.

At this moment, Tang Xueyan bit her lip and left two lines of tears, for her, Xue Leng is everything to her, making his original black and white world become colorful, every time she is just a senior sister who is as cold as an iceberg in front of people, and she is a little woman in front of Xue Leng.

Past scenes appeared in front of Tang Xueyan......

The two of them sang and danced together on stage, attracting warm applause from the audience...

Tang Xueyan was hit by an arrow, Xue Leng helped Tang Xueyan pull out the arrow, and she slapped him...

Xue Leng went to pacify the nobles, and Tang Xueyan went crazy to find...

The two of them were near Tianfu, and Tang Xueyan taught Xue Leng the immortal art of the five attributes...

Under the Seven Torture Poison Dragons, the deep kiss...

The scene of this scene is like a sickle that harvests Tang Xueyan's tears without hesitation.

"I'm going to find Xue Leng! I'm going to find him..."Tang Xueyan muttered, tears on her beautiful face slid down her cheeks, forming crystal clear ice beads falling down.

"Then do you want him to suffer with you, Xue Yan, believe me, just endure it..."Master Huizhong flicked the rosary in his hand.

"Pain together..."Tang Xueyan's godless eyes looked at the snowflakes that were slowly falling in the sky...

"Weigh it yourself... If they come to pick you up, isn't Xue Leng alone?" said Master Huizhong, and turned to leave.

At this time, Yun Shangwu ran over, looked at Tang Xueyan who was like a tearful person, hurriedly hugged Tang Xueyan and said, "Sister Xue, what's wrong, don't scare me!"

Tang Xueyan's nose was sore, she cried out, hugged Yun Shangwu and began to suffer, whimpered and told Yun Shangwu the cause and effect, Yun Shangwu sighed and said: "I'm afraid that only Xue Leng doesn't know your background, in our Immortal Sect disciples, we should all know it, and the sect master is also quite aware of this matter." ”

Tang Xueyan sat up, wiped the tears off her face and said: "Maybe what Master said is right, instead of the two of them suffering from this eternal separation, then it is better for me to cut it off..."