A white cloud flew in the sky, and it was a wonderful thing that there would be white clouds in such a dark night!

I don't know if I want to bring his bad news back to the world, or do I want to pay my last respects to the peerless swordsman who finally fell among the two?

Although the dawn has come, the heavens and the earth seem to be colder and darker. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Gucheng's complexion seemed to be like this newly revealed dawn, cold, hazy, and mysterious.

There is also the last drop of blood on the sword. Ximen blew the snow lightly, looking up, the world was leisurely, and he suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness.

There was no blood on Ye Gucheng's sword, and this alone was enough to explain everything.

The thick fog, which had just seemed to turn into a giant beast, finally calmed down. In any case, the final outcome is still developing according to the Jade Rakshasa expected.

Ximen Fuxue hid his sword and picked up Ye Gucheng's body, the sword was cold. The bones are colder.

The coldest is still Simon's heart blowing snow.

The decisive battle that shook the world had passed, and the enemy, who was more worthy of respect than his friends, had died by his sword.

What else in this world could make his heart warm again, and his blood warm up again?

Has he resolved to hide his sword forever?

It's like burying Ye Gucheng's corpse forever?

In any case, neither of these can be infringed upon by anyone.

Flowers, beautiful women, and white-clothed snow suddenly flew from the sky. It's like the legendary flying sky, fluttering like immortals, wanton and wanton.

A bamboo sedan chair, shrouded in a white curtain, has a dusty and noble atmosphere. With the eight women carrying the sedan chair, it sets off the fairy spirit of the sedan chair.

Susu, after landing, everyone suddenly found out that these eight women actually came from Susu. Obviously, Simon is not the only one who has prepared everything.

Ximen Blowing Snow quietly put Ximen Blowing Snow back on the bamboo sedan chair, supported his shoulders, fixed, and straightened the head of Zhengye Lonely City. Then he put Ye Gucheng's long sword back into his hand and said, "Thank you!"

The eight women never spoke, until the West Gate Blowing Snow slowly pushed away a few steps, and as soon as the eight people moved, the bamboo sedan chair and Ye Gucheng had already drifted away with the breeze.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, the fifth floor of the twelve cities, the immortals touch my top, and the hair is ...... to be immortalized"

Although Ye Gucheng is dead, in a sense, it may not be another kind of immortality.

At the end of the Yellow River into the sea, there stands a tall city, surrounded by white clouds and full of fairy spirit. No matter whether he lives or dies, the Lord of Baiyun City will always be the Lord of Baiyun City, and in Baiyun City, he will practice that trick like an immortal.

The fog was churning, and at this moment, everyone's attention had suddenly left Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue.

The mirror master, the mirror master of the happy forest, the most popular, the most mysterious, the most terrifying in the rivers and lakes recently, known as the omniscient and omniscient mirror master. He was still standing on the highest point of the ancient tree, and his whole person seemed to have merged with the full moon behind him.

Every moment, every moment on Simon Blowing Snow's body is undergoing tremendous changes. Sword qi, more and more dense sword qi began to appear on him.

There were definitely many masters and guards who used swords in the imperial city, but at this moment, they suddenly found that their swords were trembling. It was the trembling of the soul when Ichichi met the supreme being of his kind and was born.

"It's not me who won, it's you who won for me!"

Maybe it's just the last point, and Ximen Fuxue can already carry thousands of sword qi and achieve his own supreme sword dao. And he will also take a leap from this, which is enough to challenge the mirror master incarnated by Jiang Feng.

But almost, almost, all of a sudden, all the sword qi had disappeared without a trace.

Ximen Blowing Snow had already walked in front of Sun Xiuqing, calm and serene.

"Xiuqing, why are you so sleepy? It's cold here, you can't sleep, I'll take you home!"

Simon's blowing of snow is very light, and it is said that the more beautiful a woman is, the lighter she sleeps. In the eyes of Ximen Blowing Snow, there is no more beautiful woman than Sun Xiuqing in this world, not in the past, not now, and never in the future!

Therefore, Simon blows the snow very lightly, as if he is not holding a woman, but a bowl of water that has been filled to the limit.

Sun Xiuqing's long hair hung down gently, her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were slender, as if she was really asleep. She seemed to have felt the tenderness in Simon's blowing snow, so the last smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly became even brighter.

Maybe for the first time in her life, only today, she was lying peacefully in Simon Blowing Snow's arms. It's warm, it's comfortable, it's not hard or cold.

"It's a pity that he could have changed from a human to a god, but at the last moment, he still gave up!"

The misty voice came from the fog, and people in the fog naturally had a foggy sound.

This voice is not small, but except for Jiang Feng, no one in this huge palace can hear the other party's voice.

Jiang Feng just smiled faintly, although no one could see his smile. Then a slightly smiling voice suddenly sounded in the mist.

There is nothing wrong with this, human potential is endless, and the power of God, although strong, often leaves no room for improvement.

Moreover, even if he becomes a god, it will not be a threat to you and me. Therefore, I think that at this time, his future is limitless!"

"Thank you!"

There was a long silence in the fog, and then after these two words appeared, the whole fog suddenly faded and drifted away in the direction where the snow had left at the west gate.

Jiang Feng still stood there quietly, there were too few things in this world that could affect him.

He never imagined that Simon Blowing Snow would give up God and become a man. would never have thought that after tonight, there would be no more supreme swordsman in the rivers and lakes, Ximen Chuixue, the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa.

And many people in the capital will find that a pastry shop has suddenly changed owners. A very peculiar boss, who is always dressed in white, and has long silver-white hair that does not match his face.

No matter who he meets, his face is full of enthusiasm and smiles.

Everyone called him Boss Simon, but as for the name, no one ever knew. This shop is for two people, the owner of Simon and Mrs. Simon, and many people are curious about why they never see Mrs. Simon appear.

Boss Simon always said: "My wife likes to sleep, and she hasn't gotten up yet!"

Gradually, no one continued to ask the subject, because everyone already knew the real answer, except for Boss Simon. (To be continued.) )