Chapter 51: The West of the Far West

Zhongyun Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is only an entrance to the east, which is also an exit, and a concave boundary in the middle is the place where the Yun clan once lived, but it is a pity that things are not people, time has passed, and it has been nearly two years since the Yun clan was wiped out.

When Jing Fan and Yunxi stood at the entrance of the long passage to the east of the final cloud valley, goose feathers and heavy snow suddenly floated in the sky, but in half an hour, the huge final cloud valley has been covered with thick ice and snow, between the white heaven and earth, the two figures are almost about to blend in, Yunxi is dressed in white, more white and flawless than the white snow, she stopped quietly, looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, in her beautiful eyes, ice crystals crossed, when her eyes passed through the ice and snow, looking at the white world in the distance, sorrow came to her heart, as if to melt the ice and snow in the sky。

Although the two of them can be regarded as cultivators now, the sudden change in the weather also caught them off guard, dragging their slightly trembling bodies through the long passage, leaving two rows of footprints behind them, and after a short time, they were buried by the wind and snow again, leaving no traces.

"I remember the last time it snowed was when I was eight years old. Yunxi said lightly, a little lost and sad.

Jing Fan was stunned, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, his fingers lightly tapped Yunxi's head, and said, "Silly girl, let's find a place to avoid it, otherwise we will be frozen into ice sculptures in a while!"

Yunxi smiled, there was finally a little joy in her beautiful eyes, nodded heavily, and stepped on the road to the valley, the snowflakes fell one by one, falling in the silver-covered Final Cloud Valley, a little desolate and bleak.

In about half an hour, Jing Fan and Yunxi finally crossed the long mountain pass, turned a few complicated turns, passed through a jungle with complex terrain, and walked to the interior of the Final Cloud Valley.

As far as the eye can see, a world of ice and snow is full of broken walls covered by ice and snow, and there is a very huge altar-like building in the deepest part of the Final Cloud Valley, but now it is dilapidated, wrapped in thick ice and snow, and it is impossible to see its original appearance, looking around the mountains around the Final Cloud Valley, you can faintly see several caves, it should be the cave of the cultivators of the Yun clan.

Yunxi quietly stared at the grass and trees here, brick by brick, broken walls, the light flashed in the beautiful eyes, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping on the ground, melting some snowflakes, in the merciless wind and snow, the girl's body trembled, crying helplessly, suddenly a hand stretched out, although the palm was immature, but with a trace of warmth and security, gently wiped away the tears on the girl's face, and then gently patted her shoulder, let her head rest on her shoulder, let her slowly feel a trace of warmth in this cold world。

A simple house, barely able to shelter from the wind and snow, this is a place where Jing Fan and Yunxi searched for a long time to find a place where they could barely live temporarily, fortunately, there was also a dilapidated stove in the house, and after a few twists and turns, the stove was lit, so that the two of them felt a rare warmth in the ice and snow.