Xiu Yuan sat quietly in the teahouse, looking at the Kunlun Snow Mountain in the distance, and the suffocation in his heart became heavier. This extremely cold Kunlun Snow Mountain in the extreme west is his last glimmer of hope. If he still can't find her, he really doesn't know where to look for her. He traveled from Langya Island to Anqi Island, from the East China Sea to the South China Sea, from the Thirty-Three Heavens to the Eighteenth Layer of Hell. For more than a month, he has been poor and has fallen into the Yellow Spring, but there is still no trace of her.

He knew that the chance of this trip was slim, she had always been afraid of cold, and she would definitely not come to this extremely cold Kunlun Xu. But apart from this Kunlun Xu, he no longer knew where to find her. He has searched all over the heavens and the earth.

He took a sip of Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoot tea, which was already cold in his hand, and sighed slightly.

The tea doctor in the store heard him sigh, looked at him a few times, and then turned his head to go to other things. This guest is really strange, he sat here for a few hours, didn't order anything, just ordered a pot of Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoot tea, and drank it from morning to afternoon. When he first came in, he saw that he was dressed in a dark robe, and he had both the nobility of the people in the court and the chic feeling of the people in the rivers and lakes. It's just that he looks quite tired, as if he has been hit by something, and he has been feeling depressed since then. He sat there drinking tea all the time, adding to the sense of sadness.

Dr. Tea was guessing the identity of the customer, when a few more customers suddenly came to the store. He was in a hurry to entertain the guests, and he couldn't take care of him, and when he was done, he looked back and saw that the guests who were still sitting by the window were gone. On the table was half a cup of cold tea, and a silver ingot. Dr. Tea cleaned up the table while putting away the silver, and muttered, "You are so generous to drink a cup of tea, and it seems that you are not a bad money-earner." ”

Xiu Yuan didn't pinch the trick, nor did he go to the clouds, he walked slowly up the mountain. While walking, I looked at the overwhelming snow on Kunlun Mountain. At this time, it is the cold season in the world, and the snow on this Kunlun Mountain is knee-high.

He was on Langya Island and had never seen snow. The four seasons on Langya Island are like spring, flowers, birds, fish and insects jump out of the cycle, far away from life and death, and the island is only full of vitality. Xiu Yuan knew that she was afraid of the cold, even if the four seasons on the island were not divided, but there was always a time when spring was warm and autumn was su, every time at this time, she always lived in the cave, and did not come out for several months, even if she taught him calligraphy, she was dictated in the cave. At this time of year, Xiu Yuan is the happiest time, because she will let him sleep with her, let him warm his bed, and hold him at night to keep warm. At that time, it was the day when they were closest to each other.

There was always a nice smell of lotus flowers on her body, and this smell did not come from her clothes, but from her body. But she doesn't like lotus flowers, she likes the craggy plum blossoms.

I don't know what she did on the island, there are plum trees everywhere, and the flowers are undefeated. She likes plum blossoms, so she lets him like them too, and when she is in a good mood, she will make plum blossom soup and eat it with him. But he never liked plum blossoms, he only liked the lotus planted in the pavilion, noble and arrogant, like her. Every time he smelled the fragrance of the lotus, he thought he had seen her.

He walked up the layers of snow, his clothes and socks soaked with melted snow. Every step he takes, his heart cools. Yes, it's so cold here, how could she come here if she is so afraid of the cold?

But even though he thought so, he still couldn't stop his pace. This was his last hope, and if he couldn't find her here, he didn't know where to look for it. There's no more of her anywhere.

Xiu Yuan walked up step by step from the foot of the mountain, his eyes refused to let go of any place, for fear that she would hide there, and he was careless and didn't see it.

Seeing that he had reached the top of the mountain, his heart was like a burning furnace, completely cold. Suddenly, he smelled a faint lotus fragrance. He was overjoyed and walked briskly to the top of the mountain.

In front of you is a large lake, which occupies two-thirds of the mountaintop. There are snowdrops standing proudly in the lake, with pure white petals, dark green branches, and the cold lotus fragrance that comes from this snow lotus.

Xiu Yuan only felt that the moment he saw Snow Lotus, the belief that had always supported him was suddenly gone. At this time, he was extremely disgusted with these noble lotus flowers. They are not good like anyone, but they have to be like her.

The days of running had exhausted him, and the last string that was tense in his body had broken. He knelt in the snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, just wanting to sleep like this and never have to wake up again. He fell weakly forward, and fell heavily in the snow.

I don't know how long I lay down like this, Xiu Yuan only felt that he was soaking wet. His physique is different from ordinary people, a few points higher than the body temperature of normal people, no matter what time it is, he is warm all over, which is why Master likes to let him warm his bed. He was now lying in the snow, and the snow around him had melted due to his high body temperature, and he was drenched. He looked at the quiet water of the lake not far away, got up and jumped, and jumped into the lake.

As soon as I entered the water, I only felt that the water was biting cold, even a few points colder than snow, so the surface of the water never froze. Xiu Yuan had never touched such cold water, and he even felt a little comfortable for a while.

He lay in the lake, letting his body sink quietly, feeling like he had passed through life and death. But after sinking for a while, Xiu Yuan's body couldn't sink anymore. When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be the rhizome of the snow lotus densely packed under the water, blocking him. The rhizomes of these snow lotuses emit a faint white light underwater. So the underwater is not pitch black, but a little bright.

I don't know how deep this lake is, Xiuyuan looked down, only to see that the bottom of the lake was full of dense rhizomes, and he couldn't see the bottom of the lake. He thought to himself, maybe this lake leads all the way to the Lancang River at the bottom of the mountain. If you go down the river by yourself, I don't know if you can drift to Langya Island in the East China Sea.

Xiu Yuan thought so in his heart, the Heaven Splitting Sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and he wanted to cut off this dense rhizome. He took the Heaven Splitting Sword in his hand, pulled a sword flower, and a pale golden light appeared around the sword body. He used the Luoying swordsmanship that his master had taught him, a starting hand, and the tip of the sword rotated from the southeast to the northeast. The sword body is golden and prosperous, and everywhere it goes, the rhizomes are broken.

Xiu Yuan looked at the chaos at the bottom of the lake, and said in his heart that this is just a softer swordsmanship taught by the master, if he uses the Liangyi swordsmanship, he must be punched out of the bottom of the lake.

Xiu Yuan used the old with one move, and was about to come out with the second style, but suddenly found that there were a few more unknown silver threads on the tip of his sword. He stretched out his hand, and with a slight hook of his fingers, the silk was already on his fingertips. The moment his fingers touched the filament, his body jerked.

This filament turned out to be human hair.