Namggyi City, Wuling.

The night breeze carried a bit of cold moisture across the bamboo tips.

The air was filled with thick white smoke.

Faintly, the view is low and not visible.

Today, it's the full moon again.

The wind is getting stronger.

Scraped through the bamboo building, rolled up a few dry leaves, and landed on the eaves.

On the bamboo floor, Liu Xiaofan's figure is as tall as a sword.

Looking at it from a distance, for some reason, it has a bit of a sluggish taste.

is obviously not young, and he has hair that should be as long as ink.

But it was stained with a layer of silver frost.

By the moonlight, it seemed that I could see his pale complexion, but there was no flesh at all.

At this moment, he was really focused on wiping the iron sword in his hand with his head buried in his head.

Between the fingers, there was a sword groan.

White hair is like snow, and the long sword is like a song.

The cicadas in the woods, as if frightened, let out a few shrill and piercing chirps.

Instantly, a few ethereal sword intent burst out with the tip of the sword.

Skim towards the curtain of waterfall not far away.

Purple air came from the east, splashing fresh water.

Liu Xiaofan only wore a thin shirt.

The neckline is slightly open, and its muscular upper body can be seen.

The muscles are bulging, but there is not a trace of fat.

But for some reason, his chest was tightly wrapped in a circle of white yarn at the moment.

Left chest, heart position.

The mottled blood stains soaked out along the gauze, wetting the thin shirt on the body, which was shocking.

And Liu Xiaofan seems to have turned a deaf ear.

He sat straight and straight, gently wiping the mottled iron sword in his hand.

Not far behind him, there was a graceful figure.

Several times, the green butterfly girl's lips opened slightly.

But the words come to the lips.

But for some reason, she pressed back again.

There was no flute in her hair, and three thousand green silks were silkily draped over her shoulders.

In his hand, he held a delicate jade box with exquisite workmanship.

A faint blood qi diffused in the air along the jade box.

It's not very pungent, fishy and sweet.

Looking at the young man, Qingdie felt an inexplicable chill in her heart at the moment, straight into the bone marrow.

More, but it hurts!

It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

In the jade box, it was the heart of a young man of the same age as himself.

Pure heart, there is no one in a hundred generations.

It can heal the dead and give birth to white bones.

"Sister Witch, it's cold at night, go back and rest early. A clear voice came, and the boy did not turn around.

The slender shoulders trembled slightly, and Qingdie raised her head in a daze.

Looking at the young man, his eyes blurred unconsciously, and he said in a trembling voice: "Little man, do you know that you have lost your heart, even if you have the Fountain of Immortality of our clan to continue your life, you only have three years to live?"

The young man put away the long sword in his hand and smiled softly, "Three years?

The white hand trembled slightly.

The jade box in his hand was unstable, and he almost fell down.

Looking at the green butterfly, the young man frowned slightly.

In the next moment, he stretched out again, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, outlining a trace of arc, "Sister Witch, you have to be careful, my heart is still worth a lot of silver!"

"Liu Xiaofan, you bastard!" Silver teeth clenched, and the green butterfly girl had red eyes, "You really don't care about your own life for that little girl, you madman!"

Liu Xiaofan bowed slightly, but did not reply.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and said softly: "I'm not crazy, I'm not stupid, I'm just a heart, if I can exchange that girl's safety and health, this deal is worth it..."

said, sighed lightly for no reason, and laughed at himself: "This life is what I owe her." ”

The young man saw that Qingdie ignored him, so he just smiled, touched his nose and said: "Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with a white head overnight, and the witch sister doesn't think that such a demon son really deserves the four words unparalleled in the world?"

"It's all this time, you're still in the mood to joke!" wiped a handful on her pretty face, and the green butterfly girl said angrily: "Don't bring that little girl yet, lest the full moon fall, and if you don't heal well, you blame me for not being good at learning!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Liu Xiaofan said happily: "In this Kyushu, in addition to the ghost mother-in-law, I really can't find a second person who can compare with the witch sister Qihuang's technique!"

As he spoke, his figure swept in front of the green butterfly.

The two were facing each other, almost close to each other, breathing audibly.

I have to say that he turned into a boy who swallowed immortals and iron sword demons.

looks, really handsome.

Especially, those narrow and slightly raised peach blossom eyes.

When he squints slightly, he seems to be smiling but not smiling.

The wind is blowing, the white hair is as new, and the cover is as old as ever.

It seems to be the finishing touch, adding a bit of wildness and uninhibited to the teenager.

Looking at Liu Xiaofan, the green butterfly girl was confused.

In a panic, he quietly moved his steps backwards.

But I forgot that it was still on the roof of the bamboo building.

If you are not careful, you will stumble on the air.

"Yikes!"

exclaimed, and saw that he was about to fall off the building.

Then, the green butterfly girl didn't dare to move.

I heard the wind in my ears.

On his waist, he didn't know when he climbed up a powerful arm.

She turned her head, not daring to look at him.

Fang Cai, it was he who took off his pure heart ruthlessly.

The iron sword broke through the air, and the sword groaned like a dragon.

Liu Xiaofan lightly held the green butterfly girl and landed on the tip of the sword, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Sister Witch!"

Qingdie had already consciously hugged the boy and whispered, "Hmm!"

Liu Xiaofan said: "Hold me!"

Qingdie said: "I have already hugged it." ”

Liu Xiaofan said: "Hold me tight!"

Qingdie did not refuse, and wrapped her bare hands around the young man's neck.

Forcefully hugging him tighter.

"Where are we going?"

Cowering in the boy's arms, Qingdie only felt that her brain was blank.

The moonlight sprinkled, and she raised her finger to touch the strand of white hair on Liu Xiaofan's shoulder, slightly wrapping her palm.

It seems that as long as you hide in the arms of the young man, even if you pass by the Abi Hell, you will have nothing to fear.

"Go enjoy the snow!" Tapping the blade of the sword on tiptoe, Liu Xiaofan jumped up high and went straight into the clouds.

Qingdie was puzzled, "Enjoying the snow?"

Raised his head and looked at Liu Xiaofan

At this time, it is spring and summer, and where does the snow come from?

"Yes! Enjoy the snow!" Liu Xiaofan smiled softly and quipped: "Miss me all night, can you accompany me for a ride?"

For no reason, the green butterfly's eyes were a little red again.

There happened to be a northern goose flying south, and the young man was like a fairy, gently dotting on the back of the goose.

In this way, Liu Xiaofan walked into Qingyun with Qingdieping in his arms.

The mottling is gone, and the iron sword climbs.

There was a slight pause in the air.

Immediately, it turned into a hundred-foot silver dragon.

"Roar!"

The dragon groans, move the nine skies!

The sea of clouds is churning.

Shade the stars and the moon.

The wind rises, and the thunder moves.

It's like an army of thousands of horses.

In a flash, the sky was full of wind and snow, falling to the red dust.

Jumping on the dragon's head, Liu Xiaofan laughed and raised his hand to shake it out of thin air.

Then, a white jade wine jug was immediately grabbed by him in his hand.

Unplugged the pot, the smell of wine and wind and snow were wanton in the mortal world.

Holding the jade beauty in his arms with one hand.

One hand, just like that.

Raising his head, the amber elixir turned into a thread and poured into the boy's mouth.

Looking at Liu Xiaofan in a daze, the green butterfly girl was in a trance.

Many years later, the peerless witches who were famous in the past and resounded in the Nine Heavens were all white-headed.

Every night, I will drink alone until I get drunk.

Only when you are drunk can you dare to fall asleep.

Every time I fall asleep, I hope that I can still encounter a snowstorm as big as that year, and I can still be with that boy.

In the dream, the teenager.

Always a fluttering garment,

White hair flying like snow.

laughed, still so wanton and heartless.

He would sit upstairs and drink alone with his sword, and he would turn his head and smile at her, and gently call, "Sister Witch...".

Whether it's a passer-by or a returnee.

Just keep it the way it was.

It's just that I hope that it will appear again as I remember.

The bare hand was gently raised, climbed up the young man's somewhat cold cheeks, and helped him wipe the wine stains from his lips.

Qingdie said softly: "Liu Xiaofan, when you save that girl, you can go back to the witch world with me!"

Catching the white jade hand of the green butterfly, the corners of the young man's lips curled slightly, "What's the matter?

Nodding, the red lips bit lightly, and the green butterfly girl's voice was very soft, "Let's go to the witch world, I ask Grandma Taizu to help, and I will definitely find a better heart for you!"

"At that time, if you live for a thousand years, I will raise you for a thousand years!"

"If you live for 10,000 years, I will accompany you for 10,000 years!"

"What if... If you really die, I'll make a coffin and put both of us in it! I'll be with you in life and death!"

As she spoke, there was a bit of crying in Qingdie's voice.

It seems that she didn't want Liu Xiaofan to see her embarrassment.

Qingdie hurriedly turned around and wiped her face with her bare hands.

"Ten thousand years, too long! So don't wait that long..."Sighing in a low voice, Liu Xiaofan reached out and gently grabbed her shoulder from behind, and chuckled: "Sister Witch, don't cry, three years is a long time, just like this snow, born in the sky, dead in the earth, condensed, melted, shattered, dissipated, sometimes there may be defects, but it will be more beautiful!

She raised her head and saw that above the clouds, there was wind and snow reflecting the sky.

Above the nine heavens, the stars are shining, reflecting the wind and snow like meteors and fireflies in the sky.

In the wind and snow, she saw that the corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised.

Then, Liu Xiaofan's mellow voice sounded in his ears.

"Sister Witch, I promise you, if I am lucky enough not to die for three years, I will definitely come to the witch world to find you!

"By that time, the snow-capped mountains, the desert, the green hills, the Kunlun... Thousands of rivers and mountains, I'll accompany you to see it!"

"Liu Xiaofan, you... You promise me!" Raising her head in some surprise, Qingdie looked at the young man, rubbed her eyes, and said softly: "Since you agreed, you have to do it!"

"Hmm!"

Nodding, the boy smiled helplessly.

He has never liked to make promises, and if he promises too much, he will be as light as a floating cloud.

A gust of wind can blow it out of the sky.

Three years is not a long time.

He was confident that he could live!

Even if you can't, don't let the woman wait too long.

In the world, a woman's infatuation is the most touching.

Wait too long, and it will be as hard as a meteorite.

Tens of thousands of years have not been able to melt the heart.

......

At this moment, the sound of the car running slowly came.

The sky is slightly dark, and the east is getting whiter.

The one who drove the car was a humanoid puppet.

When he walked to the front of the bamboo building, the wooden man was like a living thing.

Jump off the wheels and lift the curtain.

Then, quietly stood aside.

In the carriage, there was a girl with beautiful eyebrows lying quietly.

The big eyes were tightly closed, as if asleep.

On the cheeks, two dimples are exposed, one deep and one shallow.

On the Nine Heavens, the green butterfly girl gently pushed the boy away, "Go!"

She knew that she would never be able to fight the woman in the carriage, and she didn't want to fight.

What he wants is not the grandson of the Great Xia Emperor, who was born a prominent and noble.

A simple Immortal Devouring Iron Sword Demon Boy is very good!

The boy nodded and smiled, and jumped into the sky.

With a wave of his robe, the wooden man gradually became smaller, jumped onto Liu Xiaofan's palm, and disappeared out of thin air.

Walked into the carriage and carefully picked up the little girl.

"Ginger bugs..."

As if feeling something, the little girl leaned her little head into the boy's arms and murmured softly.

"It's me!"

Liu Xiaofan chuckled, and the fog on his body gradually grew.

When the fog cleared, it returned to its original state.

Outside the carriage, the cool breeze was blowing.

The cold snow gradually receded a little.

Just as the boy walked out of the car with the little girl in his arms.

Mutation, suddenness!

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the entire Wuling Mountain trembled three times.

Immediately, the sound of breaking the air sounded.

On the horizon, a towering hand fell, like Mount Tai pressing the top, towards the two of them.

The palms of the hands reach to the sky, covering the wind, snow and stars.

If you want to hide, it's too late!

Unexpectedly, just when the big hand was about to fall on the boy.

Outside the sky, a sword flew.

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth, like thunder.

The wind and snow are stagnant.

Under a sword, the hundred-zhang giant palm cracked inch by inch, turning into a little bit of light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"The eleventh elder of the Yao family, he can't fight my third brother in the Central Domain, but he came here to find trouble for my child?"

The lightning turned on, and a figure tore through the void and walked out slowly.

The wind and snow dissipated, and the sea of clouds churned.

Wait to see the appearance of the people who came...

The young man with the little girl in his arms looked incredulous, "Daddy!"

"Little man!"

Haha, Jiang Yao stepped down into the void.

Raising his head, he looked at somewhere in the middle of the void, "Let's wait until my father cleans up the evil unicorn of the Yao family!"

The cold armor is like ink, revealing a bit of coldness, like a war immortal in the nine dusts!

In his eyes, two golden flames jumped out.

......

At this time, behind the water curtain waterfall where the purple air came from the east.

On top of the city wall.

The Taoist's pupils shrank and he muttered, "Fire Eye... Golden Eyes!"

Moment.

The old ape next to the Taoist who was above the Nine Heavens, and Da Luo Jinxian also dared to fight, his mind was blank.

Instantly, tears flowed down his face.

Turning his head, he looked at the iron-clad figure outside the waterfall.

His lips trembled, and he choked up: "Great Sage..."