"Siqing, where are we going now?"

"The Northern Regions – a place where snow falls all year round. ”

After a lush forest, the world seems to be divided into two halves, the temperature plummets, the cold soaks in the slightest, and the world seems to be more crystal clear.

Mo Siqing had an extra purple cloak in his hand, snow-white fur collar and fluffy, pure and extremely white, which looked particularly special and clean in the dark purple background.

"Yaoyao, put it on. It's getting closer to the North, and it's getting colder and colder along the way. Mo Siqing gently straightened the snow-white fur collar.

"How can it be cold with you?"

Luo Yaozhan's heart was warm, and on the flying sword, she gently leaned her head on Mo Siqing's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and every time she jumped, she hit her soul like a heavy hammer.

"Do you hear that," Mo Siqing pointed to the location of his heart, "This is beating for you." ”

"Siqing,"

"Huh?"

"Siqing,"

"I'm here. ”

"Siqing. ”

Luo Yaozhan smiled, her eyes burned, she giggled like a silver bell, and the playfulness of a girl appeared on her indifferent face. The hair hanging down on both sides shook gently, brushing Mo Siqing's bare neck, and a tingling and itchy feeling trembled all over the body.

"Siqing, I like you so much!"

Luo Yaozhan stood up abruptly and kissed Mo Siqing like a dragonfly on the cheek.

Mo Siqing was stunned, he had never seen such a Yaoyao, playful and cute, innocent and natural, as if this was the real her, and she had removed all her disguises. It seems that many years ago, there was also such a girl, pulling his sleeve and shouting sweetly:

"Brother Mo!"

......

"Brother Mo, Yue'er likes you so much!"

......

Taking advantage of the moment he was stunned, Luo Yaozhan had already driven away quickly.

"Yaoyao. ”

Mo Siqing reacted, and as soon as the white light appeared, the moon was already chasing away.

"Come on, Siqing, you can catch up with me!"

"This girl!"

Luo Yaozhan threw the cloak towards Mo Siqing, her eyes crooked, like the moon hooked.

Mo Siqing took it and put it away, the corners of her lips hooked, and the moon was already like an arrow from the string.

Luo Yaozhan felt that she had fallen into a warm embrace, and the pouring ink under her feet turned into a streamer and flew into her eyebrows. The immortal face that was poured by the people that day magnified in her eyes, and the infinite smile made the air also fill with a light peach color.

Her eyes were like silk, she smiled, her hands climbed Mo Siqing's neck, and a kiss had already come. Snowflakes fly lightly, plum blossoms dance, infinite cold fragrance lingers, drills into the lips, mixed with cold wind, layer by layer temperature climbs, inch by inch city strategy. The sparse shadow is slanted and shallow clear water, the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, snow white, plum red, the moon is bright, the people are like jade, the peerless city, the hundred-year-old thousand autumns are peachy and hazy.

Slowly landed, there was still residual temperature on his lips. Mo Siqing held Luo Yaozhan with one hand, and the two of them leaned on each other, a pair of beautiful people, not envious of mandarin ducks or immortals.

The heavy snow in the sky, all over the sky, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, white like jade, white like flowers. In the distance, a large area of red plum blossoms, like a flame with the day, and like a flag shining at sunset. Winding and distant, pieces connected.

"It's so beautiful!" Luo Yaozhan grinned, with a smile in her eyes, "I have never seen snow, and the spirit will always be the spring breeze and Xi, and the warbler cries and swallows dance." ”

"Yaoyao, if you like it, I will bring you here every year. ”

Luo Yaozhan's body was light, fluttering up, the light between her fingers was light, and as she rotated and rose, the flowers between her fingers fell lightly, and the snowflakes flew. This is a painting, a beautiful painting, the people in the painting are like jade, like graceful elves in the snow.

In the large red plum forest, two figures are full of shadows, shuttling and whirling, and the cold snow condenses a little bit of heat, flying around like a goddess scattering flowers.

Tired, the soft snow is like an endless edelweiss bed, soft, soft, sweet to the heart. The two of them lay side by side, letting the boundless snow fall on their faces, hair, clothes, and hearts, like little elves with wings kissing their faces.

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. Luo Yaozhan stretched out her hand to catch the light snow, her fingers were cool, a wonderful touch.

Suddenly, Mo Siqing turned over and pressed on Luo Yaozhan's body, and gently brushed away the residual snow on her face with one hand. His heart throbbed, he wanted to get closer, from body to soul, he was deeply attracted. Seeing that the kiss was about to fall, Luo Yaozhan's eyes leaked, and her eyes were empty open, as if her soul was out of her body.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Mo Siqing patted her face.

"Yaoyao, wake up!"

A voice in Luo Yaozhan's ear kept echoing, ethereal and weird, sharp and low, gloomy and eager:

"Yaozhan, you're here......"

"I've been waiting for this for a long time......"

The red light in the center of his eyebrows shook, Bai Ling rushed out by himself, and Feng Ming for nine days. She hunched Luo Yaozhan onto her back, and with a long roar, she quickly flew in a certain direction, leaving only an afterimage in the sky.

Mo Siqing's eyes tightened, and Edgeworth followed closely. After a while, it was lost, and there was no trace, leaving only a white expanse.

On Bai Ling's back, Luo Yaozhan refocused and regained the clarity of his eyes.

"Bai Ling, where are we going? Siqing!"

"Luoluo, there has always been a feeling that attracts me here. ”

After a while, a cold pool appeared in front of it, the surface of the pool was condensed with thick ice, and it was surrounded by snow-white manzhu sawa, which was blooming brightly, surrounded by a mirror-like ice lake. There is flying snow everywhere, only this piece of cold air is bone-chilling, quiet and secluded, but there is no snowflake.

"Luoluo, Luoluo! It's right down here!"

Bai Ling circled around the ice lake and stopped on the ice.

Luo Yaozhan frowned, and the voice became clearer. A cluster of leaping white flames erupted between her fingers and threw them towards the center of the frozen lake. Before the flames hit the ground, they disappeared without a trace.

A piece of ice flakes brushed across Luo Yao's face, and a shallow scar was imprinted on her world-famous face, which looked unusual. Luo Yaozhan stretched out her hand and touched the scars, and the blood between her fingers fell on the ice one by one, and suddenly, it was magnificent. The ice beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the surrounding white manju sawa turned into a raging holy fire, encircling the glacial lake.

Listening to a crisp sound of "click", the ice under Luo Yaozhan's feet shattered, and before Bai Ling could swoop down, the ice surface condensed again. Luo Yaozhan felt her body sink inch by inch, and the cold lake water poured into her mouth and nose in large swaths. She felt that her body was completely out of control, and the immortal power in her whole body seemed to be sealed. Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a purple light suddenly enveloped her body, turning into a transparent light mask. The purple light floated lightly in the water, and finally came to a stop.

The huge petals of the snow-white lotus flower swayed gently in the water, the white brilliance lingered faintly, the floating light points flowed up and down, and the fish came and went gently shuttled. In the center of the lotus flower, a woman is dressed in purple, the wide cuffs are gently swayed, the thin lilac light gauze rises and falls with the water waves, a white lotus is pinned to the waist, several round night pearls are tied to the long lilac tassels, exuding a faint blue light, and the dark lines of the lotus flower and the manzhu sawa on the dress are intertwined, mysterious and unpredictable, adding to the mysterious and sacred beauty.

The woman on the lotus lay peacefully, as if she were asleep, what kind of beauty was that, between the white hair of snow, a few strands of crystal purple like fireflies, and her facial features were perfect like miracles, holy, cold, noble, elegant, bewitching, charming, any word described her, and no sentence described her. The face is pale and abnormal due to the lack of sunlight all year round. Her lips were red, as if she was still alive, and the red lotus mark between her eyebrows was so beautiful that everything was turned upside down.

Luo Yaozhan didn't know how to express the shock in her heart, and at the first sight of her, her heart was turbulent and her soul trembled. She knew that the woman was her, no, to be exact, she was thousands of years ago.

"You're finally here. The phantom of the woman in purple was condensed in front of Luo Yaozhan.

"You're ,—— a pander. "It's not a doubt, it's a certainty, it's a determination from the bottom of my heart.

"I, it's you. He pointed back a ray of purple light and flicked into Luo Yaozhan's eyebrows.

"It's ......"

"If you want to be with him, please be careful, be careful......"

"Be careful of what?"

The phantom of the tilt became fainter and fainter, and when it dissipated, she smiled and said softly to Luo Yaozhan, "Take care." The next moment, the purple-clothed woman on the lotus turned into a wisp of purple smoke and dissipated. The huge lotus flower turned into a powerful force and poured straight into Luo Yaozhan's body, and her eyes went black, and she didn't remember anything.

Mo Siqing's Imperial Sword almost turned the entire Northern Regions, where to find half of Luo Yaozhan's figure.

Suddenly, a dazzling light swept in, and when you look at it, it is Bai Ling. But seeing her wandering for a week, she stopped in front of Mo Siqing.

"I know where it is. ”

The whirring wind blows the yellow sand, "the desert is lonely, the sun sets on the long river", a round of red sun in the distance is half hanging in the churning long river, the sky is full of unkempt flying, whose Qiang flute and the camel bell with the bell echo leisurely in the empty desert.

Mo Siqing pinched a spell to block the dancing sand. Beside him, looking around. In the place where the red sun fell in the distance, Luo Yaozhan was still unconscious, and a powerful force in her body roamed freely in the veins, rampage, as if to tear her body apart. Cold sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her hands clutched her sleeves tightly, letting out a hoarse whisper.

"What's wrong with you? Yaoyao. ”

Mo Siqing found Yao Zhan and reached out to cover her wrist, and the powerful force coming from the pulse made his brows furrow inch by inch. He lifted Luo Luoyaozhan's body up, and his hands condensed the vast immortal power into her body, guiding that power to run along the tendons and veins, gathering the dantian little by little.

Luo Yaozhan felt a cold force swimming in her body, cool, like snowflakes in the northern region sprinkled on the empty field, and the pain in her body weakened little by little.

After a long time, Luo Yaozhan gently opened her eyes, and her broken hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her face, adding a bit of weakness and abuse, and the weak willow helped the wind, which was pitiful.

"I'm fine, Siqing. Luo Yaozhan said weakly, lying softly in Mo Siqing's arms.

"It's okay, it's okay. Mo Siqing hugged Luo Yaozhan tightly, for fear that he would not pay attention, and she would disappear, "Do you know how anxious I was when I searched the entire Northern Region and couldn't find you!"

"I'm sorry, no, not anymore......"

What they didn't know was that the moment the purple light disappeared, Yan Cao, who was far away in the Qingyin Palace, suddenly felt a pain in his heart and spurted out a mouthful of blood. A figure swept from the top of the ninefold clouds to the icy lake in the blink of an eye, letting out a monstrous roar.

......

In the desert, Mo Siqing stepped on the yellow sand step by step with Luo Yaozhan in her arms.

"How beautiful, the red sun is low, and the beauty is twilight. Luo Yaozhan looked at the sunset in the distance and said sincerely.

"Beauty is beautiful, but it is too tragic and desolate. Mo Siqing replied.

I don't know how far I went, the yellow sand seemed to be pulled by what kind of force, and it was swept up by the strong wind, rolled up in the dark, covering the sky and the sun, forming a huge spiral sand vortex, within a few miles, there was no daylight, and the grass and trees were broken. The whistling sound was like a hundred ghosts walking at night, hoarse and unpleasant, deafening. The huge storm with its tremendous force to destroy the world seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Luo Yaozhan hurriedly broke free from Mo Siqing's embrace, crossed the seal between her hands, and an extremely pure immortal power firmly locked the storm, making it difficult for him to enter. Mo Siqing frowned slightly in distress, and sent out a white light from his palm, deepening the seal. The two forces merged into one, and the original seal turned into a huge ancient array, forcing into the eye of the storm. In an instant, the storm formed a whirlpool, and an extremely powerful attraction burst out from it. Mo and Luo didn't notice it for a while, and both entered the wind whirlpool.

The wind and sand dissipated, and the clarity in front of me was restored. However, after the storm, there is no cave. Originally, it was the evening of the red sun and the sea, but at this time, it was the dawn of the breeze and the willows. Random flowers go through the swings, and micro swifts fly together. With a light breeze and a slight warmth of the sun, it is really a blessed place and a paradise.

The city wall was built of blue bricks, and a few weeping willows leaned against the high wall with a slight yellowing. The quaint gate is dust-free and shiny as new. The gate is open, and there are no armor patrolling. Above, the three big characters of "Shenshan City" are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, which are eye-catching.

Luo Yaozhan and Mo Siqing glanced at each other, looked puzzled, and entered this mysterious Shenshan City.