Time never stops, and all things are renewed, just like human growth.

In the long river of time, everyone will experience the most important transition in life by the passage of time, such as: from naivety to maturity, from impulsiveness to composure, from innocence to prudence.

Zongzheng and Xianjie are unconsciously undergoing the forging and consideration of the years.

Then, it was already the middle of winter, and snowflakes were falling outside.

In the past two months, Xianjie calmly healed in the fairy forest, in order to continue to take revenge after the spring warmed up, therefore, for several months, did not go to the martial arts to continue to seek revenge, the abacus of the beauty valley was temporarily disappointed, and Xianjie ran to the fairy forest to heal, and lost the trace of pursuit, therefore, the beauty valley is also helpless.

Although the martial arts factions have received reminders from Shaolin and the Zongjian faction, they have never seen the woman in white come to provoke, and the various factions were quite concerned about this matter at first, vigilant and protective, and slowly relaxed.

Fairy Lin is as in previous years, covered in silver, white shadows fly up and down on the snow, Xianjie holds the water ice sword on the snow and keeps flying and spinning, and the snowflakes are also flying and swirling under her sword qi, but unfortunately, its swordsmanship can no longer be as powerful as when it was revenge.

At first, the swordsmanship was quite sharp, but later, the swordsmanship became more and more chaotic.

Xian Jie suddenly retracted her sword qi and inserted the water ice sword into the cold snow, her heart was puzzled, obviously the water ice sword in her hand was a sharp sword, with such a ruthless sword technique, it should have a different kind of power, but how could she not have the ruthless aura she imagined? Compared with the time of revenge, it was obviously much inferior, but I don't know what the reason was, I couldn't help but speculate: " Could it be that it is because the mood of revenge has inspired the ruthlessness in my heart, and now I am not facing the enemy, so I have no momentum for revenge, so it causes the sword qi to weaken?"

Thinking of this, Xianjie pulled out the water ice sword again, carefully looked at the cold sword in front of her, looked at its white ice-like blade, the piercing and cold blade, and then looked at its exquisite sword body, like a cold beauty, and couldn't help but sigh who could forge this sword with quite aura.

"Since this is a sword with quite aura, why not combine the Vientiane Renewal Divine Skill with the 'Eighteen Styles of Sword Breaking', and integrate the mind and internal force into the Water Ice Sword, and then integrate it through the spirituality of the Water Ice Sword with the 'Eighteen Styles of Sword Breaking'?

Thinking about it, she had the heart to give it a try, and then she used the swordsmanship according to what she wanted in her heart, so that in the sword, Xianjie could obviously feel the state of mind of the unity of the human sword, she felt that this time it was not only the swordsmanship, but there was more flexible sword energy in addition to the swordsmanship, because this sword qi fused with the internal force cultivation of Vientiane to renew the heart and all things.

Under the mind of Xianjie, the surrounding snowflakes can gather into a group with the swimming of the water ice sword, or they can be broken and flying, or they can swim like a long river.

However, Xianjie can also feel that the 'Breaking Sword Eighteen' style combined with Vientiane's updated divine skills, although the sword style is elegant, it lacks the ruthlessness it should have, but the power is not lost to the simple 'Eighteen Sword Breaking Style'.

After Xianjie practiced, Fu wanted to adjust her mood a little, and wanted to see what kind of power the 'Eighteen Styles of Breaking the Sword' would have in different moods, but as soon as she used the sword, there was a pain in her chest, Xianjie held her chest, and thought to herself: "Come to think of it, the internal injury has not healed yet, forget it, let's practice here today!"

Immediately inserted the water ice sword into the scabbard, and was about to go to the nameless hole, the divine wolf suddenly appeared out of nowhere, under the cover of heavy snow, completely white, if you don't look closely, you really can't see its original appearance, but it is integrated with the snowflakes all over the mountains.

Seeing the wolf walking towards her with an enthusiastic face, Xianjie leaned down again, stroked the wolf's furry head, and couldn't help but think: "Brother Zheng, where are you?" The wolf told me that you are still alive, so why don't you come back, I and the wolf have been waiting for you in the fairy forest! Come back quickly!"

Xianjie led the wolf back to the nameless cave weakly, sat on the stone bench, took out the portrait of Zongzheng, and gently touched Zongzheng in the portrait with her fingers, her eyes were full of sweet memories of the past.

On the same snowy day, Zong Zheng looked at the heavy snow flying in the sky outside the Pangu Cave, and thought that he had left the fairy forest on such a snowy day, although it was a year later, but it was like a lifetime, and that day was when he left Xian'er, but now, it was really a creation to make people, and he wanted to see but couldn't see it! I couldn't help but think that Xian'er didn't know how to live.

When he was thinking about it, suddenly Xijie walked from behind Zong Zheng, and saw that Zong Zheng was looking at the heavy snow outside, as if he was very melancholy, so he stepped forward and asked, "Senior brother, do you have something on your mind?"

When Zong Zheng saw his senior sister, he came back to his senses, but he didn't hear what his senior sister asked, so he asked, "Senior sister, what did you just say?"

Seeing that Zongzheng had no thoughts, Xi Jie replied in a low voice, "It's nothing?"

"Senior sister, you spent the first two years here alone, I don't know what it's like to be alone?" Zong Zheng suddenly asked,

Xi Jie couldn't help but have doubts when she heard Zongzheng's words, but she didn't know what her junior brother meant by asking this.

In fact, Zong Zheng remembered the days with Xianjie in the fairy forest, and he had repeatedly tortured himself, if he hadn't met Xian'er, if he was just alone in the empty and silent fairy forest, what kind of state of mind would he be, and the senior sister in front of him, she was the one who came over, so Zong Zheng wanted to know what it felt like to be alone day and night.

Xi Jie slowly stretched out her hand, and the fluffy snowflakes fell lightly on the palm of her hand, Xi Jie held the snowflakes tightly in the palm of her hand, and asked Zong Zhengdao softly,

"Senior brother, have you ever held a snowflake?"

Zong Zheng looked at Xi Jie suspiciously, and replied softly, "Shake it." ”

"How do you feel?" Xi Jiefu asked again,

Zong Zheng thought for a while and replied: "I can't say it, I think it depends on the state of mind of the individual, is this related to what I just asked?"

Xi Jie replied indifferently: "The snow is cold, but the palm is hot, hold the snow in the palm, but the palm can never catch the coldness of the snow, and the snow can never cool the hot palm, the feeling of being alone is like holding the cold snow in the hot palm, when you try to melt with the cold snow, you still can't forget the warmth of the palm, when the snowflakes melt, you will know that the snowflakes are just a pinch of water in the end." After Xi Jie finished speaking, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and then he looked at Zong Zheng with a smile on his face.

Zong Zheng looked at Xi Jie's smile, but he couldn't understand the true meaning of what his senior sister said, but he could also vaguely feel that the feeling of being alone must be difficult.

"Then now that I am alone, Senior Sister is no longer alone, in Senior Sister's heart, how does this feel?" Zong Zheng asked again,

This question stopped Xi Jie, she suddenly felt that her junior brother was very abnormal today, and asked some strange questions, but she really didn't know how to answer this question, and she had been getting along with her junior brother for some time, these days, she had also asked herself, she had worried about her junior brother, she had been angry with her junior brother, and she had been happy for her junior brother, which was a feeling that she had never felt before.

In the past, I seemed to have no emotion and no mood, but now I don't seem to be the cold and emotionless self I used to be, all of which I slowly discovered since my junior brother came to Pangu Cave.

Maybe I didn't understand how I felt about my junior brother, but when my junior brother asked at this moment, I had to savor and think about it.

Zong Zheng saw that Senior Sister pondered for a long time, so he reminded: "Senior Sister, what are you thinking?"

Xi Jie came back to her senses, looked at Zong Zheng, and replied: "It's nothing, just now you asked me how my senior sister felt since you came, and my senior sister could only say, I don't know." ”

"How could you not know?" Zong Zheng asked rhetorically,

Xi Jie replied impatiently: "If you don't know, you don't know, do you always know what you feel like?"

Zong Zheng suddenly felt that what his senior sister said was also reasonable, so he was no longer reluctant, and suddenly remembered that he liked to hide it from Xianjie in the snow, so he turned to his senior sister and said, "Senior sister, are you willing to go outside with me." ”

Xi Jie nodded in agreement.

Zong Zheng subconsciously grabbed Xi Jie's hand and walked out, Xi Jie glanced at his wrist, and was dragged out by a forward force.

Zong Zheng pulled Xijie all the way forward, leaving two rows of footprints of different shades behind.

When he came to an open place, Zong Zheng let go of Xijie's hands, spread his hands, and looked up at the sky, the snowflakes that fell one after another fell on his warm cheeks, and a cold air permeated his cheeks, this feeling made him return to his childhood days with Xianjie.

Xi Jie looked at Zongzheng's appearance, although she didn't understand why he did this, but from the expression of her junior brother, she seemed to be able to understand that her junior brother must have something on his mind. It's just that the junior brother doesn't say it, and it's not easy to ask each other as a senior sister.

Zong Zheng suddenly lay freely on his back in the soft snow, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the coldness of the snowflakes.

"Senior sister, you might as well lie down, try to close your eyes, and think about the best thing in your heart. Zong Zheng said to Xi Jie,

Xi Jie hesitated, Zong Zheng raised his hand and grabbed the dress at Xi Jie's feet, pulling it slightly, as if there was a pleading.

Xi Jie couldn't screw it, so she also lay down elegantly beside Zongzheng, closed her eyes, and according to what her junior brother said, she tried her best to think about the best things she felt.

Zong Zheng closed his eyes, and his mind was full of good memories of his childhood with Xianjie.

And Xi Jie closed her eyes, but her mind was full of memories of being with her junior brother in recent days, including scenes of healing, scenes of junior brothers walking with her in the mountains, and scenes of feeding Wuyi with her junior brothers, which are vivid.