Huge snow-capped peaks towering into the clouds, cliffs, strange rocks, and the wind whining from the top of the mountain, raising a handful of ice crystals to the bone, blowing the hem of the young man's not calm clothes.

Jimo gathered his spirit, and looked up, in addition to the cliff mountain rocks, the sky full of snow crystals, hazy snow fog, and only the black and oppressive sky remained, he followed behind Chu Xiaoyi and slowly climbed the cliff.

The wind whistled from afar, echoing in the hollows, lonely and cold, like a knife carving, blowing through the skin, leaving scratches one after another.

Halfway up the mountainside, a simple ice cave is artificially chiseled, without too much decoration, just like Yanran, to save the complex.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging at the entrance of the cave, ticking with the wind, ethereal and substantial, detached from the world, just like not eating fireworks in the world, not staining dust and smoke.

The ancient wind chimes were made entirely of bronze, and the cold wind that poured into the cave blew, and the wind chimes collided and made a crisp roar, like a girl's silver bell-like laughter, completely above the world, beyond the mundane, such a sound, as if it should not exist in the world.

Jimo lost his mind, slowly stretched out his hand to the string of wind chimes, and stroked the patterns on the surface of the wind chimes with his fingers, ancient lines, without modification, a gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes slipped away gently from his fingertips, leaving only a cold touch.

This wind chime, in his memory left an indelible imprint, in the past he passed under the attic many times, if you can't see the trace of Yirenfang, the wonderful shadow, then secretly look at this wind chime, the heart will be satisfied for a long time.

It turned out that Yan Ran actually brought the wind chimes in the attic from the former Forgotten Dust Sect and hung them at the entrance of this cave, and the swaying wind chimes fit her temperament.

Jimo pursed his lips without a look, his smile was not obvious, and he looked at him in a daze, outside the cave was a wilderness, as far as the eye could see, or there were small hills, all of which were crawling at the foot of this high mountain, endless, with a glance of the small mountains, the cave was far away in the clouds, isolated from the world.

In the cave, a few ice rooms are simply excavated, a pool of ice lotus in the cave, blooms in the cold, the snow is white and crystalline, clear as crystal, the lotus flower in the pool blooms, the lotus pod shakes with the wind, a double lotus with buds is ready to be released, a pool of ice spring, the cold air is ethereal, lingering between the lotus canopy.

A pool of ice lotus, angry in the cold, the colder, the more moving.

Half a pond of cold springs, a pond of ice lotus, two or three lotus flowers, and three or four lotus flowers.

The ice-like lotus leaf, with clear veins, meticulous, serious, Ling Han is not afraid, it is so simple, and it is so shocking.

Jimo tiptoed into the cave, the footsteps were gentle, worried about disturbing the wind chimes at the entrance of the cave, the lotus flower in the cave, such a cave, simple, light and clean, natural carving, without repair, so light that it does not eat fireworks, and it is so cold that it does not exceed the mortal dust.

It seems that everywhere in the cave, there is a white figure, she flutters and goes, without dust, and her plain skirt is always so white, as if she never stepped on the red dust.

Such a lovely person, just like this cave, a string of wind chimes at the entrance of the cave, and a pool of ice lotus in the cave, this is enough, no need for more luxury, no need for more embellishment, can only be watched from afar, approached, and floated away.

Jimo crossed the cave wall between his fingers, and the carrier of the cave was 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, which was as hard as a hand-me-down saint soldier, but it was polished as smooth as a mirror.

"Senior sister still has this temperament, no matter where she goes, she is so meticulous, and even this temporary cave is so finely chiseled. ”

Jimo came back to his senses suddenly, thinking that Yanran was floating all over the world, this Fangdong Mansion was probably just a temporary place to stay, and he should not stay too much, he would leave after all, but he didn't think that this one would go, but he would go forever.

Chu Xiaoyi looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who was suffering from gains and losses in a daze, her heart was complicated and indescribable, she didn't want the Holy Fetus to come to this Fangdong Mansion, but it was the ghost who brought him here.

The girl has always been a cold-blooded and ruthless, murderous and arrogant demon, even if it is gentle by chance, I don't know how true or false, but I have never seen the holy fetus will be so like a loss, it is like a child, silly and cute.

The Si people are gone, so they can't come back.

It was the three or two sighs of the Holy Fetus, which actually made her think of the monster master, who was ruthless and ruthless, and was beautiful and refined on weekdays, but it seemed to be gone and never returned, but she didn't expect it to be completely gone, and she would never return.

Jimo walked to the end of the cave, his fingers touched the smooth cave wall, he felt the cold fingertips, woke up several times, and was drunk several times.

Pushing open the doors of several ice rooms, the inside of the room was generally simple, except for three or two futons, there was not even superfluous decoration.

Walking around the entire cave, I came back to my senses in a daze, and I only seemed to remember the pool of ice lotus in the cave and the string of wind chimes at the entrance of the cave.

Jimo stopped in front of the lotus pond, looking carefully at the ice lotus, and Mu Ne's face was slightly gloomy.

He raised his finger and stretched out his finger to the lotus, and as if he had been electrocuted between his fingers, he hurriedly withdrew it, stretched out his hand several times, and then retreated several times, and finally shook his head and sighed, turned and walked to the mouth of the cave, and sat down firmly under the string of wind chimes.

He raised two fingers and lifted the frost sword on his chest, and in an instant, the golden blood burst wildly and scattered all over the ground.

He coughed lightly on his forehead, silently recited the heart formula, and awakened the smallpox in the heart of the world, and the wound in his chest began to heal slowly, but the rich demonic qi was still staggered in his heart, and it did not retreat or abate.

He was not in a hurry, raised his hand to take off the wind chimes above his head, took it in his hand and stroked it carefully, the cold touch fell on his heart, he said as quickly as a child, "Ring, you should ring quickly!"

He was in a hurry, but he didn't see the wind chimes in his hand move at all, and he shook anxiously, only hearing a series of noisy chaotic sounds, which were not as crisp at all.

Chu Xiaoyi walked to the edge of the cave inch by inch, leaned against the cave wall and sneered, "I don't know if you are really stupid, or pretending, the wind chimes naturally ring in the wind, you hold it in the palm of your hand, how she rings, it looks like she is dead." Even if a string of sounds is shaken, it is not the original clear and wonderful sound of the wind chimes. ”

Then he saw the huge hole in Jimo's chest that was surging blood, his eyes flashed to other places, and then he looked at the unconscious demeanor of the holy fetus, but he looked at the string of copper pieces in his hand stupidly, and couldn't help but be annoyed, turned around and walked into an ice room, closed the ice door hard, buried his head in his knees, and bit his lip.

Jimo held the wind chimes above his head, looked at him in a daze, and suddenly a cold wind blew, and the wind chimes flew upside down with the wind, and the ancient bronzes collided with each other, and the crisp sound was in his ears.

He closed his eyes and sighed, the wind chimes can only come back to life if they are hung up, how can he not save it, but there is always a bit of extravagance in his heart, hoping that this string of wind chimes can be sung briskly when he falls into his hands, but he hopes that the enemy will not be disappointed.

Slowly raising his hand, the string of wind chimes flew up, hung up again at the entrance of the cave, and sang with the wind dripping, Jimo lost his mind, and couldn't tell how much was true and how much was false.

It is said that a person's sadness also has a limit, and when the sadness comes to an end, there seems to be no sadness, but every time he seems to be able to gamble on things and think about people, the deeper he falls, this is like a wind chime, the more he can't touch it, the more he wants to touch it.

In fact, in the past few years, he and Yanran have not made substantial progress at all, and it is just his own idea, although the senior sister treats him differently from others, but finally changes his taste.

He thought that Yanran should understand his thoughts, but unfortunately it was never revealed, and it seemed to be an invisible rejection, but now, the true thoughts of the senior sister could not be detected.

The more he thought about it, the more Jimo blamed himself and felt guilty, thinking about it, if it weren't for him, in fact, Yanran would be floating in the world now.

Hugging Yue's chest, Jimo suppressed the irritability in his heart, let out a few long breaths, and spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and by the way, he spit out the demonic qi that was stuck in his heart.

He spit out three mouthfuls of blood, only to see that the blood stains were black and terrible, and after spitting out, black gas came out of the ground, turning into a ghost shape in the air, and screaming, Jimo was immediately slightly angry, raised his hand and formed a finger sword, and scattered those few clouds of demonic qi.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the girl who was walking quietly, and said gently, "The entrance to the cave is cold. ”

He has already seen that there is a problem with the girl's realm, although it is temporarily at the peak of the void, but this strength does not belong to the girl herself, and it will dissipate after all.

And now, Chu Xiaoyi's strength has begun to decline, and at most a few moments, I am afraid that it will return to its original form, so that the cold wind at the entrance of the cave will be a deadly ice blade for the girl.

"Give me the ability to kill. The girl's voice whimpered in the wind.

"Oh?" Jimo was surprised, the girl would take the initiative to learn the skill with his enemy, or learn the skill of killing, could it be that she wanted to learn to kill him, did she want to learn it, and slash him as an enemy?

"What, don't you dare to hand it over to me?" Chu Xiaoyi walked to Jimo's side, squatted down angrily, and took Jimo's surprise as a mockery, and suddenly trembled with anger, "It turns out that your generosity is just pretending, and now you have finally revealed your true form." ”

In fact, the girl is also very confused, and the holy fetus to learn the ability, is it a disguised compromise, the heart has accepted the holy fetus, or wants to learn the ability to do a good job, the enemy, seeing the surprise and annoyance on the face of the holy fetus.

When she said that, she actually regretted it, and vaguely blamed herself, she shouldn't have compromised with the holy fetus like this.

But when he saw Jimo's indifferent expression, the only trace of softness in his heart turned into anger, and if the Holy Fetus of the Heart Dao did not give up his ability, he would be ridiculed and scolded, or stalked, and he would fulfill this wish.

"Why don't you dare, I'm your uncle, and I can naturally make it right, but are you sure you really want to learn?"

To be honest, he doesn't want the girl to embark on this bloody road, he prefers that the girl can live a safe life, this is the true thought in his heart.

As for worrying about the girl's revenge, it was not at all, otherwise, he would not have left his unguarded back to the girl in the first place, and he was stabbed in vain.

"You're not talking nonsense, don't you want me to sulk with you?" the girl asked angrily, and finally made up her mind, planning to open her mouth to the enemy of the Holy Fetus and ask for skills, but she didn't expect to get the question of the Holy Fetus.

Jimo looked at the embarrassed girl, his heart softened, and he said in a deep voice, "Listen well, practice the art of killing, in addition to killing people, you can also save people......"

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