“Kill her!”

The world is quiet, and the snow is gradually subsiding.

Su Bai’s heart is not as calm as the surface, watching the early snow in the near future, everything in the past has quickly emerged in his mind, and it is still difficult for him to accept that the little girl who is as pure as snow will be at the end. In an instant, he became a godless man who was unconscious and controlled by the sword. He hated the woman, and the sword she brought destroyed his calm.

Xie Xiaofeng slowly walked toward the first snow, and the hands that had been behind him slowly opened.

The snow had already subsided, but when Xie Xiaofeng opened his hands, there was a cold wind, and the snow on the ground was blowing. A thin, fluttering snow fell in the hands of Xie Xiaofeng. He looked down at the palm of his hand. The snow flakes, the look is slightly helpless and somewhat remorse, he whispered softly: “The rivers and lakes are like this… it can’t be seen and touched but there is there, and all the people who have nothing to do are desperately rushed in and then put them Buried in it… Chu Xue is a good boy. She learned to recite when she was ten years old… Then he will give me back every day of these years… I have daughter and son, but I don’t enjoy family fun… but it’s snow Let me enjoy it… I was most happy when I was the first to see the first snow…”

Xie Xiaofeng’s voice is very light, but his footsteps are heavy and heavy, and the heavy green lake that has frozen in the distance has cracked.

Su Bai is silent. He is not a person of this world. Even the world is a dreamlike existence for him. For this world, he always has a gap, and it is also for the first snow.

But at this moment, Su Bai found himself wrong. The kind of gap in his heart was wiped out in these years. He was first snowed. He believed that the world in front of him was real. His nose could smell the cloud on Cuiyunfeng. The flowers that floated and opened, his voice could hear the silver bell-like laughter of the first snow. Before many, he completely integrated into the world. For the first time, he was not a late child, but his Loved ones are the indispensable existence of his time.

“She is a sensible child… Although she doesn’t know her physical condition, she knows that she can live for your blessing…” Su Bai turned slowly and looked at Xie Xiaofeng said solemnly: “I brought her with me.” Cui Yunfeng, then I can only take her away from the world.”

Xie Xiaofeng’s steps were solidified in midair. He opened his mouth and couldn’t say anything. He just looked at the first snow and turned to the distant grass house.

Su Bai looked at Xie Xiaofeng’s back and found that he was getting more and more jealous and more and more like a tired old man.

Until Xie Xiaofeng entered the hut, Su Bai turned around and looked at the first snow. “You always ask me what is on the other side of the mountain. I said it is heaven. You asked me what is the other side of the sky. I said yes. Hai, you ask me what is on the other side of the sea, I said it is the rivers and lakes… In these years, you always have to make a noise to see the rivers and lakes… but I have never taken you out of Cuiyunfeng these years. I didn’t take you to the sea to watch the sunrise, only to show you the sunset. First snow, I hope to have an afterlife, I will take you to see the world scenery…”

Su Bai grabbed the teapot tied to the waist. The tea in the teapot was first snow, adding a lot of honey, and then wrapping the teapot with fur to avoid the heat in the teapot.

Su Bai took a sip at the mouth of the teapot. The tea was still warm, but unfortunately, in this life, Su Bai had never had such a bitter tea, so that Su Bai could hold the teapot, jingling, slipping on In his hand, he reached out and shook it in the void.

In the grass house, the ancient Sword seems to be inductive, and a slamming sound falls into the hands of Su Bai.

For the past 16 years, Su Bai has never held this sword, but this time, he has to use it to end the life of the dear.

It seems that Su Bai’s sword is filled with aura. The first snow walks forward. She comes to the woman’s body, bends down, picks up the sword in the woman’s arms, and has a powerful aura. The body is filled with openness and is filled with the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, it is not the first snow that stands in front of Su Bai, but the person who has become a legend in the rivers and lakes, Yan XIII.

In the first snowy scorpion, Su Bai saw a picture like this.

Late autumn, the leaves are Xiao Xiao.

Under the endless Xiao Xiaomu leaves, standing alone, a cold and quiet person, he stood there, as if he had merged with the autumn colors of the earth, under the leaves, it was a hot The body.

A chilly Sword Intent permeates Su Bai’s heart, and Su Bai slams a fierce spirit. The man, Yan XIII, is extremely determined.

Xie Xiaofeng said that the sword of Yan XIII is the ultimate in killing. Therefore, the sword of Yan XIII is a murderous sword. It does not carry pure color, only for killing. Therefore, the sword technique of Yan XIII is clean and neat. .

Oh…

The first snow came out of the sword, and a light sound, the cold air between the wind and the snow was pierced.

Very simple one sword, very ordinary sword.

Such a sword can be easily avoided by many people.

But this is the sword technique, which is the sword technique of Yan XIII.

Su Bai suddenly felt very cold. It wasn’t the tearing of the sword light that came from nothing. It wasn’t all around the wind and snow. He stood here for a long time. For a long time, he couldn’t notice the chill caused by the snow. And this chill is from his heart, so that his body becomes stiff, this feeling is very strange, but it exists. For a moment, the word light has been torn apart, more chilling, and more embarrassing.

Su Bai moved, the sword was slowly, stabbed slowly, stabbed out from the most incredible position, brought up the snow, drowned the sword light, a resounding powerful percussion echoed in the heavens and the earth .

These two swords, one handle is the sword of Xie Xiaofeng, and the other is the sword of Yan XIII. After a few decades, they collide again.

Numerous screaming swordsmanship is filled with heaven and earth, and it looks abnormally terrifying.

There are countless cracks on the snow, those are Sword Intent’s sword mark, a path of SSword Intent aura rises from it, and it fills the world, the whole world becomes very devastating. I saw a piece of yellow leaves falling from nothingness.

The trees on the green water lake have been withered for some time, without dead leaves, but at this moment, the whole world is falling with dead leaves, red frost leaves, scarlet glare, dispelling the coldness of winter. It brings a chilly chill, and people can’t help but huddle.

Su Bai looked up and he couldn’t see the silhouette of the first snow in his sight. He didn’t see the sword, but he knew that every falling leaf in the heavens and the earth might be the sword of the first snow.

A piece of dead leaves crossed Su Bai’s hair, and several hairs were cut off, and the cold hits people, directly hitting Su Bai’s heart.

Su Bai’s eyes slowly closed, but the picture that appeared in my mind was still such a picture. He opened his eyes again, and the iron sword in his hand rose again. The white sword’s sword qi poured out at this moment, and the eye-catching sword Light blooms in vain, straight into the sky, the sword light, shining hundreds of miles, shocked countless people, have looked up and look at the location of Cui Yunfeng.

Who is the sword?

Is Xie Xiaofeng?

still is?

Oh…oh…

The white sword’s sword qi burned in vain, showing a smashing trend, together with the dead leaves swaying between the heavens and the earth, all of them burned up. Su Bai’s one sword seemed to smother the scorpio and fell into endless fire. , stabbed behind him.

There, a delicate silhouette slowly emerged, the tender face was covered with pale white, the eyes were still empty, but her movements were not slow, and the sword in her hand stabbed straight again, as if carrying the whole The chill in the late autumn spurred Su Bai.

Compared to Su Bai’s one sword, the one sword of the first snow is very calm.

It was this calm that made Su Bai feel a sense of arrogance.

Yan XIII’s sword technique, every sword is earth-shattering.

At this point, Su Bai heard about it when he was in the rivers and lakes. He had witnessed it before, such as the dead leaves that had fallen in the sky.

At this time, how can this one sword be so calm.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking pain rushed in Su Bai’s heart, Su Bai face slightly changed, the rare stunned color in the eyelids.

A chilly Sword Intent emerged in Su Bai’s heart and slowly cut Su Bai’s heart.

The sword has not arrived, Sword Intent has reached the opponent’s heart, this one sword is out of the ordinary, very terrifying, Su Bai never has seen this kind of sword technique, as long as the moment, his heart will tear open. .

However, this Sword Intent is strange and disappears quickly.

The fierce pain immediately dissipated, Su Bai’s sword had arrived, hit the sword in the hands of the first snow, resounding, the sword in the hands of the first snow was bounced off, and Su Bai’s one sword appeared in the first snow without any hindrance. In front of him, in the gaze of Su Bai, the one sword stabbed into the heart of the first snow, causing her heart that was originally broken and cracked directly.

Su Bai stunned, and two lines of tears opened in the corners of his eyes. He looked at the first snow, and there were two dimples on the wooden face, very cute.

At the last moment, the first snow smiled, and she smiled with relief, but quickly dissipated, staggered and fell to the ground.

Jingle…

Su Bai released the sword in his hand and quickly hugged the body of the first snow. The scarlet blood stained the first snow, and also splashed Su Bai.

Blood is bitter…


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