In the wind and snow, the red cloth's face was calm, and the black dragon and white phoenix floated out of the sword box, and the sword body floated on his chest.

The hot, blazing streamer cooled gradually.

Red reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The straightest, sharpest, sharpest weapon in the world is the sword.

The red cloth did not perform complex and gorgeous swordsmanship, and there was no majestic sword domain.

Nothing.

There is only one sword.

Unpretentious handing out.

Plunged into the three-foot snowstorm.

Because there is no swordsmanship, no sword domain, and nothing, this sword is extremely simple.

It's as simple as ...... Only the purest sharpness!!

The three-foot wind snow was torn out of a narrow sword gap, and the blade of the sword cut through the wind and snow tightly, and then handed it in.

Then there is the blade of the sword.

Finally, there is the hilt of the sword.

The three-foot sword, if all of them are handed into the wind and snow, will be handed to the eyebrows of the city lord of the wind and snow silver city.

But no.

The red cloth is pale, the lips are bright red, and the sword is held in both hands.

The snow-white wrist is in the outermost part of the three-foot wind and snow sword domain.

To be precise, it is a wind and snow sword domain of more than three feet.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, with a very small step, took a step back.

So the sword hung in the center of his brow, only a small step away.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City had a calm face, feeling the sword qi that had infiltrated for no reason within a three-foot range.

The dense Luoyang sword qi began to infiltrate a little, passing along the sword body, moving slowly but firmly, melting all the wind and snow in the three-foot sword domain along the way!

The Silver City Lord in the wind and snow smiled: "What a demon sword. ”

There is no sword in this world that can ignore cultivation and ignore the gap in Yuan Force, except for the one in front of him.

Once handed out, it must see blood.

The sword was never the strongest weapon.

The swordsman is.

Therefore, the city lord of Fengxue Silver City looked at Hongyi with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

What a demon sword.

It's not the sword in Hongyi'er's hand, it's her.

Strange and beautiful, when the box is opened, it attracts the attention of the world.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City looked at Hongyi with a smile and said, "You are different from those 'moment breakers' before. ”

"When they learned that they were going to be 'killed', without exception, their first reaction was to flee, even if they knew that they could not escape their fate if they fled to the ends of the earth, they still did not dare to face the truth. ”

"You are the only one who chooses to draw your sword. ”

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City raised his right hand with some difficulty, the wind and snow were blowing, and the snow-white sleeved robe was cut by the sword qi, and when his right hand was raised to the center of his eyebrows, half of the cuffs had been torn.

He folded his fingers and tightened his grip on the sword.

The hot and blazing sword body is like falling into a 10,000-year-old ice cellar in an instant!

There was a loud bang on the sword body, white smoke rose, and after the city lord of Fengxue Silver City closed his five fingers expressionlessly, the tip of the sword pointing at his eyebrows was covered with a layer of cold ice.

He looked condescendingly at the woman in red who stabbed him with a sword.

"But why do you think it......" The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City said softly, "If you have a sword, you can change your fate?"

Red squinted.

She still didn't give up the forward stabbing motion.

Her Yuan Power had been drained by this sword.

The strongest hand of the little monk Qingshi and Wang Xuezhai did not break the three-foot wind and snow above this man's head.

But this sword has already pierced in.

Just a little bit.

Hongyi'er pursed her lips slightly, and her face was calm.

A bright red slowly oozing from the corners of his lips, and then flowing down, which is shocking.

When the Yuan Force has been drained, it is the turn of the last life.

The red-clothed man stubbornly raised his head and looked at the tall man with a silver-white body.

She tried to hand over the sword, but found that it seemed to be more difficult than she had imagined.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City sensed that the sword between his five fingers was in turmoil again, and it was hot and rolled like a dragon under the ice.

He burst out laughing.

It's a chuckle.

It's the kind of laugh that doesn't care.

Laughter followed.

It's the kind of laugh that is extremely contemptuous and ignored.

Hongyi'er raised her eyebrows, looked at the man who couldn't stop talking, and asked softly and calmly, "Is it funny?"

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City smiled unabatedly, "Of course. ”

The sword held in his palm was not just transmitting sword qi.

It's more like an inexplicable tragedy, and this tragedy, in the eyes of the city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, is like the emotion of an ant before he dies.

So he thought it was funny.

"In my memory, there were two people...... Like you. But what are they called...... I really don't remember. ”

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City slowly raised his other hand, pointed to the side of his head, and tapped it gently, trying to remember.

If I'm not mistaken...... Sixteen years ago, it should have been.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City narrowed his eyes, thinking of the two men who were desperately knocking on the gate of Wind and Snow Silver City sixteen years ago.

They shouted hoarsely and scolded with all their might.

Two humble men want to get their ridiculous dignity in this way.

And after he took the sword in his hand, silence returned to the four corners.

There is only sadness, not strength.

What were they clamoring for?

The city lord of Fengxue Silver City frowned slightly, and found that he really couldn't remember clearly, it seemed to be drinking to kill people to pay for his life, and it seemed to be the dialect slang between those people in the south.

He didn't understand, and he wasn't interested in understanding.

He just thought it was funny for no reason.

Just like it is now.

Maybe in my temperament, I have a different kind of joy of watching the crickets try their best to escape from the palm of their hands, and finally die of exhaustion?

The Holy Land is merciless, and the Wind and Snow Silver City comes from the northernmost part, so it should be colder than the wind and snow in the Northland.

And the city lord of Silver City was in a pretty good mood today, even if he had just let go of the bluestone...... In my own eyes now, it is just a harmless little thing.

He rubbed his five fingers, sensing the residual warmth of the sword in his hand, it was so hot.

For anyone in the world who wields a sword, the temperature of this sword is hotter than all the greed in the world combined.

It's so cherished.

This is a sword that recognizes the Lord, such a sword, once it recognizes the Lord, it means that the sword is in the person, the sword is dead, and the person dies, and there is no regret in this life, and it will not be unswerving in this life.

Even if the years are short.

Therefore, once the red cloth dies, this sword will follow.

And the city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City didn't care at all, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he regarded this sword as something in his pocket.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you something......"

"Sooner or later, the 'Breaker' will die," he said with a smile, "and soon you will be going to that world." ”

Hongyi raised her eyebrows slightly.

That world?

"It's like a ghost gate, or a Buddha corpse?" the City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City smiled: "In essence, it is an independent small world, which you can understand as an isolated prison. ”

In other words, the so-called 'death' is not 'death'. The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City said softly: "You are just being put in prison, I know how many people choose to 'break the moment' and be sent to prison when they are facing a big limit, where there is unlimited time, and you will never have to worry about life passing." ”

The red cloth was a little confused, and looked at the man in a silver-white beard in a daze.

He smiled a little uncharacteristically.

"It's a pity that if you are locked up, you will never be able to get out. Eternal life and eternity, a hundred years, a thousand years, forever, forever ......"

What he describes is a painful thing that makes people's hearts die every time they think about it.

And his voice was so joyful, as if he had stolen the forbidden fruit of an immortal, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City paused lightly and said extremely gently: "Of course, there are also unexpected ......"

He looked at Hongyi with a smile and said cheerfully, "If you are patient enough, maybe you can get the time to see the light of day again?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

"It's time to give you a ride. ”

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City smiled and said, "This sword is really reluctant to let go. ”

The next second.

The silver-white dragon was blown up by the strong wind, shaking off countless wind and snow.

With that man as the center of the circle, the green frost and white mist spread out from the big army.

The wine vat beside the city lord of the silver city suddenly exploded, and the streets on both sides of Luoyang were completely emptied in the roaring sound, and the extreme cold froze all the ten meters into ice.

He exhaled a chill breath.

Looking at the snowstorm, the only woman in red who was not frozen into an ice sculpture.

Mu Hongyi's black hair was covered with blue frost, and his cheeks were pale and white.

Still holding the sword in both hands, she stabbed straight forward.

That sword was grabbed by the five fingers of the City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City.

The city lord of Yincheng smiled and stretched out his big hand towards Mu Hongyi, the palm of his hand was condensed with coldness, a blue and white color.

There...... There's a whole world in it.

It's like a sword mound.

Or the remains of Buddha.

The moment they run through the world one after another, they quickly blend with each other.

There was a smell that was colder than snow and ice.

At this very moment-

......

......

The roof of the Sky Crisp Building.

Yi Xiao, who was sitting on the green tile, looked at Wei Lingshan with a dazed face.

Qingshi and Wang Xuezhai let themselves leave Luoyang.

Hongyi'er let herself leave Luoyang.

Yes, staying in Luoyang now is nothing more than waiting for death.

But everyone in the world wants to kill themselves, even if they escape from Luoyang, where can they flee to?

The county lord of Longque squatted down, stretched out his white and pink hand, and said softly: "It's good to go anywhere, if you want to stay in the Northern Wei Dynasty, I will accompany you to stay in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and if you want to go back to Qiliang, I will accompany you back to Qiliang." ”

She almost pleaded: "Let's go, stay in Luoyang, you will really die." ”

Yi Xiao's face was bloodless, and he was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

There was only one voice echoing in my head.

"There can be such a woman in this world who is sincere to you, she doesn't even want a teacher, why don't you know how to cherish it?"

"Do you have to wait until you lose it to know that you can't regret it?"

"Come with her......"

"Go to the end of the world, leave this land of right and wrong, the farther away the better......"

His Royal Highness raised his hand.

And the moment the two are about to join hands.

Maybe just a centimeter.

Maybe just a millimeter.

The wind and snow on the streets of Luoyang were blowing, and the blue and white color of the palm of the city lord of the silver city bloomed with a cold that was incompatible with the world.

Yi Xiao's complexion changed suddenly.

He suddenly looked in the direction of the City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City.

A familiar aura floated out of the world of wind and snow in his palm.

It was so weak that there was only a wisp, a trace, and it drifted to the world in Luoyang, and immediately disappeared.

But Yi Xiao couldn't forget that breath.

It's too ripe.

Forgetting to return to the mountain for 16 years, even if it is like a dream, it makes people unwilling to wake up.

I can't believe that I can meet again in my lifetime.

In that piece of wind and snow, a wisp of soul gradually overflowed-

Murong.