At the same time, on a majestic iceberg in the distant Far North Ice Field, there was an emaciated figure, ragged, like a beggar who had been wandering for many years, with a dark sword about four feet two long lying flat on his knees, and a faint light circulating on the surface, as if it could swallow the light, and it was extremely dark.

The cold wind is biting, and the snow foam is flying, but when approaching this young man, those snowflakes will automatically spin around and avoid it, the bangs in front of Xiao Han's forehead will rise with the wind, and the moment he raises his head, a vicissitudes of the young man's face is slowly revealed, and there is a scar on his right eye, which should be injured by a sharp sword, and when his expression changes slightly, the whole person will become very aggressive.

He looked in the direction of the Kyushu Continent from afar, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face: "Ten years of penance, after leaving my hometown for so long, it's time to go back!"

His name is Ximen Qiuze, from the distant Kyushu continent, from a humble background, and many people, when he was young, he had a dream in his heart, and he traveled to Kyushu, determined to become a hero and a hero, and became famous.

However, when he broke into Kyushu, he was helpless, and was fortunate to join a third-rate sect, with excellent martial arts talents, but he was often excluded and ridiculed by his fellow brothers, tasted humiliation, and suffered from the warmth and coldness of the world.

However, the cruel reality made him lose the dignity of life again and again, and he survived in this world.

In order to survive, he begged and wandered all the way to most of Kyushu, gaining a lot of knowledge, but his life was also miserable. There were days when he grabbed leftovers with wild dogs, was driven and beaten by the owner of the restaurant, lived in a deserted and dilapidated temple, and was almost frozen to death in the cold winter, all kinds of experiences made him full of despair about life.

Just when he lost confidence in life, by chance, he heard that in the depths of a mountain, there was a peerless powerhouse, it is said that when this peerless powerhouse died, he buried his life's mastery in a corner of the mountain, waiting for someone destined to find it.

When Ximen Qiuze heard the news, the whole person was excited, thinking that he was the one who was destined. Hurriedly pulled his companions who had lived and died together to the mountain where the peerless powerhouse had fallen, searching for the secret book of internal strength left by the peerless powerhouse.

The two worked hard and were lucky to find the treasure left by the peerless powerhouse, but at the critical moment, they were plotted by their companions who had lived and died together, and they were almost stabbed to death by the other party's sword.

In the end, he was clever enough to evade the plots of his companions, and after a life-and-death struggle, he ruthlessly killed his companions, obtained the treasure left by the peerless powerhouse, and absconded all the way north overnight, and came to the bitter cold land of the Arctic Ice Plain to cultivate.

Ten years of penance, during this long time, he was accompanied only by boundless silence and the endless ice and snow in front of him.

On the occasion of his twenty-fifth birthday, he was finally fortunate enough to break through to the innate realm and become the second youngest congenital powerhouse since the Kyushu Continent.

Of course, Ximen Qiuze didn't know that the genius who broke through to the innate realm one step ahead of him had already appeared.

Become a congenital powerhouse, with his amazing talent and age of Ximen Qiuze, if he is known by the world, it will definitely set off an uproar in the Kyushu Continent, and will be frantically co-opted by countless forces.

When the time comes, glory and wealth will be around the corner.

He had been longing for this day for a long time, and now that his strength had broken through, it didn't make much sense to continue cultivating in this bitter cold place, it was time to leave, the vast Kyushu was the place where he could show his strength.

He believes that in the near future, the name of Ximen Qiuze will surely resound throughout the country and become famous!

At this moment, a huge snow lion with a snow-white body and silver sharp horns on its forehead walked slowly from a distance with gentle steps, until it came to a nearly ten zhang behind Ximen Qiuze, and a pair of bloodthirsty eyes flashed with fierce light, as if he saw a delicious meal standing in front of him.

The Silverhorn Snow Lion was low, secretly accumulating strength, and its back was like a big bow ready to sneak attack, and then it jumped violently, turning into a phantom and pounced on Xiao Han who was sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff.

Seeing this terrifying demon beast pounce, Ximen Qiuze's face did not change, and he calmly picked up the black divine sword on his knees, and waved it lightly, which seemed to be slow, but it was amazingly fast.

brush, a palpitating black light flashed over the swooping silver-horned snow lion.

In an instant, time and space seemed to freeze, and the Silver Horn Snow Mountain flew in mid-air to maintain the action of attacking, but it stopped abruptly, and with a vain 'poof', the entire huge body was divided into two halves from beginning to end, and the bloody blood sprayed all over the ground, and soon solidified in the cold wind.

"Die under my strongest sword, you are proud enough!" Ximen Qiuze glanced at the terrifying demon beast corpse, and turned away silently.

He is going to Kyushu to participate in the Hidden Dragon Competition, win the applause of the crowd, and make a name for himself. Let the world take a look at his peerless demeanor of Ximen Qiuze.

His life should be vigorous, like the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly.

.....

Yangzhou, Ziyang County, is home to Xuanyin Pavilion, one of the eight major sects.

As night fell, a cold moon hung high in the sky, casting a dreamlike silver veil on the earth.

The mist was filled, and a thousand feet of peak loomed in the hazy moonlight, as if a goddess wearing a light veil stood between the heavens and the earth, and was watched by the world.

Therefore, this mountain with the appearance of an immortal is known as the Goddess Peak by the world, and the headquarters of the Xuanyin Pavilion is established halfway up the mountain.

The continuous attic, standing against the mountain, the lights are brilliant, and the clouds and mist are coming, like the fairy palace in a dream, which makes people forget to return.

Among them, there is an octagonal tower that is 100 zhang high, built of fine mahogany, with a total of 33 floors, carved beams and painted buildings, reaching to the sky, standing at the spire, as if reaching out to pick the stars and moon above the head.

Therefore, this tower has a nice name, it is called the Star Picking Tower, and it is also a holy place for the core disciples of Xuanyin Pavilion to retreat.

The moonlight is hazy, and a beautiful figure of Miao Man stands on the edge of the guardrail of the spire, condescendingly overlooking the bustling night scene at the foot of the mountain, her clothes fluttering, as if she may leave by the wind at any time, just looking at her graceful back, there is a feeling of suffocation.

"It's been five years, time flies so fast!" Li Mengjun sighed softly, and there was a touch of sadness on her delicate pretty face, which made people can't help but be heartbroken.

"I don't know if he's still alive!"

"If he's still alive, why don't you come to me?"

"Lu Lingfeng, do you remember the promise between the two of us?" Recalling the scene of walking into the Lu family in Wushuang City five years ago, it was like an indescribable dream, constantly lingering in Li Mengjun's mind, lingering.

Especially the heart-wrenching scene where Lu Lingfeng broke his arm that night despite his life to protect her, Li Mengqing remembered it vividly and indeliblely, as if the scene of that day was vivid.

She didn't expect that since then, a gentleman she had despised and disgusted so much would live deeply in her heart and never forget it.

And every time in the dead of night, her mind will involuntarily appear Lu Lingfeng's figure, his words and deeds are like paintings, constantly replaying in her mind, and it has become clearer and clearer recently.

Li Mengjun has been thinking about the man who once worked hard for him all these years, and he has sent someone out to inquire about the other party's news, but unfortunately every time the news comes back, it is a stone in the sea, as if even time has forgotten the existence of this person.

She laughed at herself in her heart every time, don't be stupid, people may be dead, what's the use of thinking about him, can time be turned back?

Even if he didn't die, with his original attitude towards him, people might have forgotten about him a long time ago, or found a new love. Lu Lingfeng, this guy, was originally a playboy who was good at wind and snow!

He and he may be people of two worlds, and there will be no future at all!

But why, I can't forget him, it's because he saved me!

Or is it that I am in love!

Li Mengjun shook his head, wanting to forcibly shake off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't forget Lu Lingfeng's appearance of making a promise with a firm expression in front of him.

The original promise, after all, is still no match for the cruel reality?

Li Mengjun bit her thin pink lips, and her tender eyes flashed with tears.

She gently stretched out her right hand and pressed it on her beating heart, and she felt as if a corner was missing, empty, and aching.

She never thought that she, who had always been cold and arrogant, would miss a man so much, and he was the kind of person she used to hate the most, was God deliberately playing tricks on her?

She looked up at the cold moon hanging above her head, and her heart was desolate.

Just like the people at the foot of the mountain looking up to the people living on the Goddess Peak, they are all fairy-like figures, they can only look up, and they can only look up, and they can not reach their existence. But they will never be able to experience the loneliness in the hearts of those who live on the sacred mountain.

"Senior sister, why are you here?" At this time, a crisp girl's voice came from behind her.

Li Mengjun didn't look back, and said lightly: "I've been practicing in retreat recently, and I deliberately came out to breathe!"

"Oh, so that's the case!" Lin Chuhan came to Li Mengjun's side lightly, smiled coquettishly, and looked very well-behaved. It's just that a pair of big watery eyes looked at Li Mengjun's slender figure, full of admiration and awe!

The name Li Mengjun is like thunder and famous for every disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion, and he himself is the envy of all disciples.

The reason is the same, just because Li Mengjun is known as the most outstanding peerless disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion in the past five hundred years, he has only been in his twentieth year, but he can be ranked in the top ten of the hidden dragon list, this strength, looking at the whole world, the title of peerless genius is well deserved.

"Why are you here, isn't Luo Ziwen with you?" Li Mengjun wore a moon-white dress, with green bamboos embroidered on the cuffs and corners, with her unique cold temperament, the whole person exuded a peculiar rhyme, picturesque and beautiful!

"Hmph, senior sister, don't mention him, this person is always flattering, flamboyant, Chu Han doesn't like him!" Lin Chuhan pouted and said unhappily.