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Chapter 778 Reunion in the Snowfield (2)

That scene was very touching.

The vast sky, towering snow-capped mountains, falling glaciers, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Everything comes from the eternity and grandeur of nature, making any life so small.

However, it is such a small him, with iron chains on, and as thin as a paper, standing proudly between the sky and the earth, attracting the stars to shine, filling up with strands of energy continuously, the huge ice lake in the ice lake ice cave.

Wanyan stared blankly.

Between the emperor and the empress, the towering snow-capped mountains cannot connect the two poles.

However, Jing Shijialan, with his seven-foot body, reached up to the stars and down to the snowfield.

Wanyan approached step by step in a strange manner, and heard the person behind Jing Shijialan complaining in a low voice:

"Xin Zun is really crazy. In order to get out of the palace, he invited nine hundred and ninety-nine fires from heaven and earth, so that even if he leaves Tianxuan Palace, he will not have the ability to escape. He is still alive.

I thought he was trying so hard to get out of the palace to kill Xuan Wanyan and destroy the Palace of Death and Life!

Who would have thought that when he came out of the palace, he first went to the south to extinguish the mountain fire, then to the east to calm the flood, and to the west to relieve the drought.

In the end, he actually ran so far to repair this kind of icy lake, just because there are herdsmen crossing here sometimes, and he is worried that they will fall.

Let me go... Do you think he is crazy!You still have to take us here and there, what a long life! "

Wanyan frowned upon hearing this.

Extinguish wildfires, calm floods, relieve droughts...?
But I have never heard that the Supreme Holy One has left the palace to help the people during this period of time?
However, those disasters seemed to subside overnight, and the people only regarded it as a manifestation of the gods.

No one would have thought that the gods invited nine hundred and ninety-nine thunderstorms to save them.

Thinking of this, Wanyan's heart trembled.

Could it be that those many things that seem to be manifested by gods are actually done by Jing Shajialan, but they have never told the world...

Wanyan looked at the person between heaven and earth, and suddenly thought of the Supreme Lord.The supreme sage who lived in her heart for more than ten years before the accident in Guanfu.

At the age of 12, he ascended to the position of supreme saint, and became the supreme god in the world.In the year when he came to the throne, he calmed down the chaos of the nine clans and secured his position.

At the age of 13, he led his troops to fight against the beasts and caused chaos. He smashed the beasts and smashed the sky with his hands.

At the age of 14, the conflict between the two empires intensified, and war was imminent.He ran between the two countries, finally resolved the dispute, and saved the world from a fierce battle.

At the age of 15, he led an army of [-] and settled the chaos in southern Xinjiang with more than [-] enemy troops.

At the age of 16, the Japanese pirates were making trouble, and the various clans shirked the blame and refused to send troops. It was he who led two thousand cronies to the Japanese pirates' lair, and achieved a war record of one against a hundred.

After that, there was less news about him, but whenever there is a catastrophe in the world, there will always be a god who descends to help the world out of danger.

It turns out that there are not so many near-misses in this world, just because of you.

Wanyan looked at Jingshi Jialan in a daze.

The hatred for Jing Shajialan made me forget that I was also a believer in the 110th Buddha, and I have regarded you as a god for sixteen years.

Perhaps, you really are a good god.

But Jing Shijialan, since you are merciful to all people, why do you refuse to let me go?
Just when Wanyan was staring at Jing Shijialan in a daze, Jing Shijialan turned around suddenly as if she had received some kind of induction.

At that moment, the eyes of the moon entered the eyes of the stars, and the ice condensed into the long river.

When Jing Shijialan saw Wanyan, he was also slightly taken aback.

In his hands, countless strands of purple are still filling the ice cave.

However, his eyes could no longer be turned away.

On that day, the blue night sky was cloudless, even the stars had lost their brilliance, only the stars were shining.

The night was already very deep, but under the refraction of Chaka Qijia's ice surface, the world is like a piece of pure white ice crystals.

Among the ice crystals, at one end is a young man in white, as clear as a bright moon, as cold as a glacier, and full of brilliance.

At the other end is a girl in red, who is like a poem and a painting, crowning Kyushu in beauty, bloody and ink thick, with jade fingers hanging over her head.

The head she held in her hand was dripping with blood, following her step by step, drawing a trail of blood in the snow.

That was her way to him.

The snow-colored boy and the blood-colored girl are extraordinarily striking and unexpectedly beautiful.

Between the four eyes, there is a mixture of thousands of emotions.

Inhumanely clear, there are more old grudges, or more unspeakable love and hate.

The eyes of the two could not be separated until the ice hole had been filled.

No matter love or hate, we don't know when we will see you next time, what a bloody storm.

In the end, it was Wanyan who turned around first.

Just when Wanyan was about to leave, she only heard a few drinks from behind her.

"It's her! Witch Xuan Wanyan!"

"Okay, there is nowhere to look for when you break through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, but we met it!"

"Catch Xuan Wanyan alive, we are the heroes of the world!"

Several people were shouting, trying to rush up to catch Wanyan.

Fearing that Jing Shijialan would run away, the rest of them yanked and pulled Jing Shijialan, whose hands and feet were bound and who had lost a lot of determination just now, to the ground.

"Don't touch him!"

Seeing Jingshi Jialan crashing to the ground, Wanyan blushed for some reason, shouted angrily, and went straight to the crowd.

"It's just a few of you, and you still want to arrest me, it's really beyond your capabilities!"

I saw Wanyan holding the head in one hand and the Ten Temples Yama Sword in the other, without even pulling out the sword, she knocked down a group of people in just a few moves.

Afterwards, Wanyan made a hook with her knuckles and grabbed the attendant behind Jing Shijialan. After just two moves, she subdued him, pinched his neck, and grabbed him off the ground.

Surrounding Wanyan, hostility splattered everywhere, her fingers were still tightening, and she saw that the person in her hands had a purple complexion and was about to die.

At this moment, Jing Shi Jialan gently pulled Wanyan's clothes.

Wanyan glanced at him with red eyes, only listening to Jing Shijialan's voice, like a ray of cold spring.

And he had already stood up from the ground with difficulty, took off the cloak on his body, and put it on Wanyan.

"Xuan Wanyan, don't hurt anyone's life."

I don't know if it was the cold voice or the warmth of the whole body, but the blood red in Wanyan's eyes disappeared instantly.

Wanyan gritted her teeth, let go and threw the person in her hand on the ground, looked down at the swaying people on the ground, and said coldly:
"I can't get used to him either, but I can't get used to you lackeys who play with the wind and commit crimes!

Although I won't admit it, no matter how you say it, he is also my fiancée in name, and even more so, my sworn enemy.

No matter how you look at it, you should be respectful and polite to him, if I haven't taken revenge on him, he will die in your hands first..."

Wanyan raised the head in Yang's hand, "This is what will happen to you!"

(End of this chapter)