It was dark all around, the hurricane roared, and the ice and snow foamed...... It's rolling and churning. It was as if the heavenly river was rushing down from the sky, and the torrent was surging. Listening to a loud "bang", an iceberg on the south side was blown apart, and the ice and snow flew and was spectacular.

It's just that a few people in the cold wind are cold, and the original clear and vast sword light is like fireflies in the rainstorm in the wind and snow, although a few people try their best to move forward, but every time they encounter an extremely powerful hurricane, the four people involuntarily throw into the air and sink to the bottom of the valley, and it is extremely difficult for the four people to hold on to a breath without being washed away, and how to find a way to escape.

The most violent natural divine power in heaven and earth, how can it be fought against by individual strength?

Several people were forced to descend to a low dundun hill whose summit had been flattened by rolling boulders, blasting out a shallow pit, and the four of them stood side by side side with their backs against the rocks, panting.

Song Daren gently patted Tian Ling'er, who was trembling, on the shoulder, and heard Wen Min, who was standing on the other side of her, comforting her in a low voice, and couldn't help but feel a burst of despair in her heart.

When he went down the mountain, he once dreamed of traveling with the beautiful woman to seek a win. There are only the two of them, setting up a flat boat, wandering in the valley of the south of the Yangtze River, walking through the colorful flowers, I hold the penny, she sings......

He also fantasized about being like a little junior brother, narrowly dying, surviving in a poor mountain and bad water, but he got the inheritance of a certain ancient powerful giant, and his cultivation increased dramatically, and he could be a big bamboo peak externally, and he could also have more confidence in front of the jade people internally.

He even thought that on the way down the mountain, he might meet the old seven of their family and bring him back to the mountain.

But all of this now seems to be like the moon in the mirror, about to come to naught.

He suddenly regretted it so much, regretted why he didn't stop the reckless impulsiveness of the two young junior sisters, regretted why he was so impulsive and so underestimated the prestige of the Arctic Ice Sheet, which had been called the forbidden land of God for thousands of years, and regretted that his strength was not good, and he was helpless in this wind and snow.

And more than that, there is a deep despair.

The despair was so thick that it was like a thick cloud covering the sky overhead, overwhelming one's breath. It obscures the sun and moonlight, making it impossible to see a single ray of light.

Song Daren seemed to have just noticed that all his clothes were unconsciously soaked by the splashing snow foam waves. Originally, he could have been steamed dry with a light ironing of his true qi, but the indescribable tiredness of his body at this time allowed his clothes to cling to his body, and the cold water droplets flowed down his hair and beard into his neck and into his heart, and those cold water droplets seemed to seep into his body, flowing all over his body along his veins, making his body gradually become as cold as the rock wall against which his vest rested......

Except for the right hand!

It is like holding a ball of delicate jade, but it is so soft and so hot, like a heart fire that has never been extinguished. He didn't know when Wen Min would change to his side, or when he would quietly hold his right hand.

He only looked at the woman next to him who was close to his shoulder, at her hair stained with snow droplets, at her naughty and tender eyes, at her pale and blue face with a gentle smile. He felt like he was being choked by the throat tightly, his chest was clogged, and his tears were dizzying, and he could only hold the slender hand she was holding tightly.

The soft, slippery, soft and boneless hand was exactly the same as her gentle and playful surname, like a spring breeze, like a swamp, like a fragrant and warm autumn day, which made him sink little by little without knowing it......

His heart was suddenly so calm and so steady, even if the mountain wind was howling beside him, even if the flood of the slowly rising tide below him was about to touch the surface of his feet, even if the fierce beasts in the extreme distance roared one after another, it could no longer affect him in the slightest.

He suddenly remembered the words he had quietly written down from his junior brother's mouth, but he couldn't muster the courage to say it to her: "As long as we live in each other's hearts, death can't separate us." ”

Tian Ling'er leaned close to the side, collecting the tears of the senior brother she had seen for the first time since she was a child, watching them only interlock their fingers with each other, and quietly flashed a step like one side, making room for each other.

Touching a hard thing behind her back, Tian Linger shrank her head and saw Lu Xueqi staring at the two of them tightly, with a look of fascination but regret.

In the boundless wind and snow, Tian Ling'er's eyes flickered, and she seemed to pass through her body, and saw another tall figure of Shengxue in white, and heard him smile as kindly as if he had seen it for the first time, and whispered to himself: "Senior Sister Ling'er~Ling'er~"

It's just that between his eyebrows, why is there still a deep sadness, is it because of the betrayal of the master, so that he was caught off guard to ascend to the throne, is the pressure unbearable? Or you, who are far away in Qingyun, do you feel the despair in my heart at this time?

A sour and sweet emotion, like a stream of heat, ironed back and forth on the tip of her heart, Tian Ling'er suddenly remembered the person who haunted her, made her make a promise to the sea and rocks, and made her determined to rush to the Far North Ice Field, and suddenly shouted to the empty shadow in the wind and snow: "No! I won't die here! I will definitely find that thing to bring back!"

She shouted so hard, and her tone was so firm that her crisp voice could be heard echoing through the valley, even in the midst of the howling wind and snow and the rushing water.

Song Daren, who was shocked over there, looked over curiously and asked, "What do you bring back?" Little junior sister, I asked you all the way why you insisted on coming to the ice field, but you refused to say, now that we are in such a difficult situation, do you still have to hide?"

Tian Ling'er hesitated slightly, but still said in a low voice: "I want to find ice spirits or snow spirits, I heard that these two divine materials are only produced in the Extreme North Ice Field. ”

"What are you looking for this thing for?" Compared with Wen Min and Lu Xueqi's sudden realization, Song Daren was much slower in this regard, and continued to ask with a wooden face.

Tian Ling'er blushed shyly, but raised her head and proudly amplified her voice: "I found it for Brother Qi Hao......! After Uncle Shi rebelled, Brother Qi Hao was elected as the first seat of the Dragon Head Wind, but he was not happy, he said that their Dragon Head Peak had been discredited, and if he did not cultivate enough, he was afraid that the Dragon Head Summit would decline. Therefore, Brother Qi Hao said that in addition to dealing with the aftermath of Longshou Peak, he would work hard to cultivate the rest of the time, hoping to break through the Shangqing realm as soon as possible. I'm really afraid he's too anxious...... Therefore, he wanted to find two divine materials to re-refine his Ice Immortal Sword. ”

Even in such a dark night, the cold and knife-like wind could not extinguish the fiery enthusiasm of this woman who dared to love and hate, and her blushing face was like a small sun, still shining in the ice and snow!

Lu Xueqi's eyes were firmly fixed on Tian Ling'er's face full of red tide but bravely looking up, and then at Song Daren and Wen Min's hands that had never been separated by ten fingers, and was asked by Wen Min coldly: "Senior sister, why do you have to come?"

Lu Xueqi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled, like an epiphany blooming silently in the dark night, she shook her head slightly, and let go of the Tianya Divine Sword that she had been holding tightly.