Some stubborn things are still sleeping in the heart, just like the giant beast in the flood period, when it is violated, it will spit out the fire that burns the entire wasteland, and he is the silent fire.

They are incompatible bonds of ice and fire, and they are also entanglements that accompany each other.

The light that wrapped the memory picture slowly weakened, and Yi Xue felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and the beautiful and painful fragments of the past alternated with each other in his mind, so tired.

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform! Yiyun shouted, the green light in his palm strengthened, and the black qi on Yixue's body slowly faded, and his body went limp.

Yiyun withdrew his hand and landed steadily, and the drum sounded. "In the third game, Yiyun won. ”

The saffron and silent fire below continued to take the stage. Almost in unison, they shouted, "Snow." ”

Yi Xue's blue eyes gradually turned black, and she coughed a few times and sighed: "I lost" This sigh contains more helplessness.

"It's okay, Xue doesn't want to leave again if you win or lose. Honghua hugged her tightly, afraid that he would disappear in front of him in the next second.

Yixue smiled and looked at Silent Fire, "Senior Brother Silent Fire, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rob you, I"

Silent Fire shook his head and motioned to him not to say anything, it was me who should say sorry, and some love should not be forced.

"Haha. Yiyun laughed, this misunderstanding should be over.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, and the sky swept through a black wind, and instantly became pitch black. "Is it over?" said a rhetorical question from above the sky, and a man in a black cloak and a ghost-faced face stood in the wind, letting out an ugly laugh.

The hollow eyes in the Ghostface mask light up red, and the scene changes. The surrounding area has been transformed into a huge palace, which is perched on the top of a high mountain, and thin clouds float around it. The shape is a typical red pillar yellow glazed tile, and the design of the edge is a streamlined cloud. The big sign in front of the house reads "Top of the Clouds".

"Welcome to my turf. The ghost-faced man clasped his hands and said in a matter-of-fact manner.

The ghost-faced man was covered in shiny black armor all over his body. There was not a trace of expression behind the empty mask. Yiyun held a peachwood sword and looked at him warily.

"Master Yiyun Zhuang?"Scarlet Villa" has not been able to pass for a hundred years, and you are a loser when you come to this game. Ghostface said wildly.

Yiyun sneered, Nima, is ruthless talk exclusive to villains?

I saw him face Yixue and make an ugly noise, which was like a disturbing electromagnetic wave repeatedly, hitting people's eardrums.

"Remember the snow, the frozen memory awakens, the frozen memory awakens"

Yixue suddenly felt a splitting headache. Blank memories from childhood then surfaced.

At the top of the clouds, it was peaceful, a woman behind the white veil in the attic plucked the strings and made soothing music, and on a small stool next to it sat a little boy of five or six years old, listening quietly.

"Xue'er, Daddy will be able to see Daddy when he comes back in a few days. The woman picked him up and made him giggle, and the day of Yixue's birth coincided with a snowy day, and the snow pressed on the branches of the red plum was beautiful, so it was named Hongxue.

Night. The winter snow fell again intermittently, covering it with a layer of white snow. At midnight, the cold wind was blowing, and a group of people broke into the clouds.

"Kill the clouds. Anti-hegemony!" The shouts rose higher and higher, and in the shadow of swords and swords, one person after another fell, and the bright red blood melted the snow.

In the attic of the palace. The sound of the piano was still thinking, the fire was getting closer and closer, and the woman's strings were broken. A group of martial arts heroes from all over the building surrounded the entire building.

"Yun Batian came out! Hide behind his wife and children. What kind of martial arts alliance leader is it!" The people outside brandished their weapons and shouted.

"That's it! If you don't come out, we'll rush forward, kill your wife and children, and pay back the debt!" shouted a bearded man holding a dangling broadsword. As he spoke, he had already kicked his legs up the attic.

"Mother, I'm afraid. The boy cried and hugged the woman and said timidly, the woman hugged him and patted him on the back and murmured: "Xue'er is not afraid, Xue'er is the bravest, now it is difficult to avoid this difficulty, my mother will give you a ride, my mother is sorry for you, and then reincarnate to find a good family, don't come to be a mother's child in the next life." ”

The woman's red nails reached the child's neck, and the child choked and cried, and the voice became quieter and quieter, as if asleep. The woman held the child in her arms and said to the crowd: "If our death can be paid by blood, then we are willing." With that, the woman jumped down the attic and fell into the snow like a butterfly with broken wings, spilling a splash of bright red blood.

The white-clothed man in the lead showed a satisfied smile on his face, and only stopped after burning the palace: "From today onwards, there will be no more clouds at the top, only my Yanhuo Palace, and I, Su Yanhuo, will be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

"The Lord of the Su League lives with the sky, and the life is with the sky!" Qi Zhi's shout echoed throughout the ruins.

Slowly, a man in a ghost mask walked under the rubble and found that the child in the woman's arms was still alive.

"That's you, Hongxue!" the repetitive sound wave poured into Yixue's ears, as if she was about to be stunned.

"No!" Yixue nodded and shouted, he didn't believe it.

"You have to believe it, because I am Yun Batian, you are Yun Hongxue! Su Yanhuo's father, Su Yanhuo, forced your mother to death, and it was ten years ago that I burned down his Yanhuo Palace, and I paid back the blood debt, hahaha!"

This thunderbolt on a sunny day woke everyone present at once, and a layer of flame surged up in the blood-red eyes of the silent fire, and he looked at Yun Batian with hatred.

"So it's you!" Without saying a word, Silent Fire rushed forward to fight him.

Yun Batian held a black sword in his hand, and his powerful sword qi suppressed the audience, and he captured the silent fire in just a few moves.

"Yixue, kill him to avenge your mother. The Cloud Tyrant Heavenly Sword said fiercely on the neck of the silent fire.

Yi Xue's clenched fist tightened a little, and there was a fierce inner struggle in her heart.

"When is the time for retribution, don't let it snow, the fire has also lost his loved ones, and he is also very painful. Honghua pleaded as he grabbed Yixue, who had taken a step forward.

"Kill him, and you can be with the woman you love without any scruples. The ghost-faced man's bewitching voice struck him with the last shred of sanity.

In the end, Yi Xue's fist loosened and said, "When is the time for retribution, stop it, father." ”

The red snow is pouring into the city, only for the safflower of the first generation, and there are two gods and demons.

"Haha, what a good boy for me. The ghost-faced man smiled sadly, the black sword in his hand stabbed mercilessly towards the silent fire, and in an instant Yixue pushed him away, and the sharp blade of the sword plunged into Yixue's chest, instantly dyeing the placket red. (To be continued......)