At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The road ahead was long and cold, and in this harsh environment.

Even though Long Xie and Yan Shi were leading the way, Xiao Yu's footsteps gradually began to fall behind them.

The heavy snow had covered his waist, and his feet felt as heavy as a thousand-pound stone. He had to use all his strength to take every step.

"Long Xie, do you think we will really die?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked.

The road ahead was long, cold and freezing, and in this harsh environment.

It was obvious that they had lost their direction.

Xiao Yu's voice was very light, but it made Long Xie's heart tremble violently when it fell into his ears.

He hesitated for a while and said, "Maybe Yan Sen and I will fall in this icy and snowy place, but you won't."

"Why?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Because the young master is going to be the emperor, how can he die in this place where no one cares about him!" Long Xie suddenly shouted.

"Yan Sen, what are you waiting for? Make way for the young master!"

After saying that, Long Xie raised all his true energy and thrust his palms forward.

Yan Sen also used his strong body to block the wind and frost for Xiao Yu.

As the two of them tried their best to clear the way, Xiao Yu only felt his body lighten. He was no longer in the blizzard, but on the official road in the forest, walking on flat ground.

The three of them moved forward faster, but the two of them overdrawn their true energy and only lasted for half an incense stick of time.

But the road ahead was still covered with snow, making people see no hope.

Finally, Long Xie and Yan Sen stagnated, and the burning true energy became dim.

The body temperature dropped sharply, Yan Sen's lips turned purple, and Long Xie's face was as pale as paper, and it became difficult for him to even stand.

Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the two people who were struggling to hold on. He knew very well that they could not hold on for much longer.

At this time, he remembered the little Thirteen who had just learned to walk and ran barefoot all over the Forbidden City.

Among the many brothers, Xiao Yu envied the little Thirteen the most.

Born in the royal family, he was not only loved by his mother, but also infinitely tolerant by his father.

Compared with him, his mother lived in the harem for a long time and stayed indoors all year round. How could he experience the warmth from his mother?

He made up for the missing things in other ways.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to pretend to be a playboy, hiding his light in secret, and waited for the right time to let everyone see his kingly posture.

He wanted to let the world know that so-called feelings would only become a stumbling block on the road to success.

He wanted to tell the world with practical actions that anyone who achieved hegemony did not need to be swayed by feelings.

But it happened that those three people broke into his life, and his originally sealed heart was lifted by the breeze.

Little Thirteen! You said that after a long journey, there seemed to be no way out, but there was always another village.

But Brother Qi has always lived in this lonely snowstorm like a blizzard.

Does the village that welcomes Brother Qi really exist?

Just when Long Xie Yansen was about to fall and Xiao Yu lost hope.

The cold wind was biting, but a faint light appeared in front of him.

"Sir, there is someone in front!" Long Xie exclaimed.

Xiao Yu and Yansen looked up quickly, and their steps accelerated.

"I just hope it's not an illusion before death." Yansen murmured.

As the distance got closer, they finally saw the figure clearly.

A handsome young man with white hair and white clothes raised a candlestick in the wind, and the faint flame swayed in the blizzard, but it did not go out.

This!

Xiao Yu was stunned. The face blurred by the wind and snow made him feel a long-lost joy.

The white-haired boy held up the candle in his hand, and his white clothes fluttered in the blizzard.

"Seventh brother, long time no see."

This smile was extremely elegant.

The prince of Beili, and the only thirteenth brother that Xiao Yu recognized...

Xiao Ruolin!

Yan Sen stood up straight, and Long Xie also retracted his palm, turned around and looked at his own son, and said in a daze: "Son, this is..."

The sudden appearance of the white-haired boy made Long Xie's brain crash.

The thirteenth prince who had disappeared for a long time and defected with the King of Langya was standing in front of them at this moment.

It is rumored that the thirteenth prince died together with the King of Langya at the hands of the assassin hired by the vassal king?

Who can tell him whether the boy in front of him is alive or dead, or are they really hallucinating?

Xiao Yu took off his hood, looked at the young man in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Thirteenth brother, long time no see."

He Xiao Yu rarely smiled at his brothers. I'm afraid that apart from those two, only Thirteenth brother made him look like this.

At this moment, he had too many things to say to this royal brother.

Xiao Ruolin waved lightly, and a blue long sword appeared behind him.

Unsheathed.

The sword rang slightly, and an invisible sword intent isolated the wind and snow.

Although they were in the blizzard, the three of them felt warm.

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned. Such a method was simply unheard of.

"Seventh brother, this is not the place to talk. Follow me." Xiao Ruolin said, and then turned and left.

Without waiting for Long Xie and Yan Sen to ask for instructions, Xiao Yu followed with confidence.

Seeing this, Long Xie couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, only this little prince could make his son so unprepared.

Not to mention why the little prince who was supposed to die appeared in this world.

The other party is the brother of the Sixth Prince, who is the Sixth Prince?

His Majesty's most beloved prince, the most recognized by the court officials, the most influential in Tianqi, and very likely to become the next king.

Now that the little prince has appeared in this world, aren't you afraid that the other party has joined forces with the world and set a trap for you?

"Ah!" Long Xie sighed with a face full of discontent.

It was too late, and there was no need for him to remind his son to be careful.

Because his son had already followed the little prince happily, and even started chatting, talking and laughing.

Under the leadership of Xiao Ruolin, the four people entered Langyue Blessed Land.

They only walked a hundred steps away, and the wind and snow had been isolated, as if they had entered a small world.

The small world was full of vitality, and the surrounding flowers and plants were fragrant, warm as spring.

Xiao Yu only felt that his body passed through a thin film. He was slightly stunned, and then his body stepped back.

Suddenly, the wind and snow swept over, cold to the bone.

He took another step forward, and his body became warm again.

One step away, but it seems like two worlds. One step inside, the four seasons are like spring, and one step outside, the wind and snow are bone-chilling.

With such a great skill, how far has his thirteenth brother come to?

Compared with the two, Yan Sen was confused.

"How did Langyue Blessed Land become like this?"

Xiao Yu and Long Xie didn't know, but could he not know?

Langyue Blessed Land is just a small cave, but this wide place in front of him doesn't look like a small cave.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the three people, Xiao Ruolin slowly explained: "This is not Langyue Blessed Land, but a small world I opened up with a sword. The outside has been isolated by the sword energy, so you won't feel cold when you enter here."

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, he didn't forget the purpose of this trip.

But now the thirteenth brother is standing here, does this mean...

"Little Thirteen, why are you here?"