Apocalypse Magician

I don’t know when the snow started to fall, but when people woke up from their sleep and opened the door of their homes, they were shocked to find that there was already a vast expanse of white in front of them.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky drew arc after arc in the howling cold wind, drifting across the rivers in the south, the dense forests in the west, the fertile fields in the east, and the grasslands in the north. No one noticed that in this midsummer morning, the snowflakes It has spread to every corner of the fantasy continent.

People who go out to work in the countryside can't help but sigh deeply when they look at the snow falling in the sky. If the auspicious snow in winter heralds a good harvest, everyone will be smiling. Unfortunately, it is June now and the crops are growing. With this heavy snow falling, I am afraid that it will not happen again this year. No harvest.

In the bustling city, the flying snowflakes did not have much impact. People just added some clothes and continued their daily work. However, this weird June snow and the sky with no sun always made people feel confused. With a sense of depression, mysterious and mysterious rumors gradually grew, and inexplicable fear began to spread in my heart.

At this time, perhaps only carefree children can be truly happy. No matter in the countryside or in the city, you can see little figures running in the snow everywhere, chasing and playing, stirring up snowflakes one after another. , even if you fall, you will get up quickly, and the laughter and laughter will accompany the snowflakes and fly away in the wind.

Mo Xianwu leaned on the railing and looked at the snowflakes flying in the Holy Mountain Church quietly, and suddenly felt an inexplicable upset.

In fact, Mo Xianwu likes snow. The white elves flying in the sky are pure and unstained. Once upon a time, she wished she could be like this snowflake and always maintain a kind heart. Unfortunately, due to her status in reality, And the mission he is about to undertake will make him farther and farther away from his original desire.

So, at this moment, Mo Xianwu suddenly thought of Luo Yingxue, that girl whom she treated like a younger sister. She was gentle and quiet, as pure and flawless as snowflakes, but also had an extremely strong heart. It was hard to imagine in the past. There really are such pure and kind people in the world.

Strong uneasiness surged into Mo Xianwu's heart. Last night, Luo Yingxue went to Chaoyang City, and then news of the fall of Chaoyang City came, but she has not returned yet. I wonder what is happening to her at this moment.

The snowflakes were still dancing in the air, and they were still that shameful pure white color. However, the flying snow in midsummer and June seemed a little too weird.

In the Canglang Empire Palace in the north, Xuanyin also looked at the heavy snow in the sky quietly, speechless.

Even though the Canglang Empire was colder than other places due to geographical factors, it never snowed in June. The snowflakes accumulated thicker and thicker on the ground. Xuanyin couldn't help but think of the same situation on the first day of the New Year half a year ago. heavy snow.

Using stargazing to predict the doomsday catastrophe, Xuanyin couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, then he plucked the strings lightly, and a long and distant music sounded, accompanied by the wind and snow drifting to the sky, but he didn't know whether the end of the fate of this continent was also fulfilled. snowflake.

Whether it's Mo Xianwu's upset, Xuanyin's occasional sentimentality, or people's various thoughts, they are just microcosms in the snow in June.

But the cold wind is still howling, the snow is still flying, and the biting coldness fills the world, as if it will freeze everything in the world in this midsummer morning.

However, this is only the first day of snow in June...

On the outskirts of Chaoyang City, in the silent wasteland, the wind and snow seemed to be heavier. In the pale world, a figure was lying on the ground. It was Li Xingkong who had not yet woken up from his coma, but his eyebrows were furrowed, and he didn't know what was locked. Sad, or trapped in some kind of nightmare.

Li Xingkong had a dream, and the world in the dream also had heavy snowfall.

The cherry blossoms all over the mountains and plains were falling in the wind and snow, and it was hard to tell which ones were cherry blossoms and which ones were snowflakes.

In the world of ice and snow, it was freezing to the bone. Luo Yingxue stood under the cherry blossom tree holding a paper umbrella, the only warmth in this white world.

The cherry blossoms, accompanied by the snowflakes, danced gracefully around her in graceful arcs, making her beautiful face shine like a myth.

However, for some reason, she was crying. The tears flowed down her Qingguoqingcheng's cheeks, and fell to the ground drop by drop. Then her eyes as clear as water gradually turned crimson, and her crimson eyes were like flowers blooming on the other side. .

Flowers bloom on the other side, crimson on the other side, they grow for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet each other. They are born and raised together. We miss each other and cherish each other and will never lose each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death.

Suddenly, black flames fell from the sky and spread throughout the world. Cherry blossoms and snowflakes withered and disappeared in the black fire, turning into ashes and flying in the wind, like the last sigh of life.

The darkness was raging in the world, and the whiteness was broken into pieces. Even the weak figure in white clothes disappeared into the vast void.

The world in the dream gradually returned to unknown chaos, and then a voice came, ethereal and almost unreal, familiar and sad:

"This is the last chance, you have to save her..."

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"Yingxue... Yingxue!" Li Xingkong woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly, as if crazy, "Yingxue, where are you?"

"Xingkong, it's okay."

Luo Yingxue's voice came to his ears. Li Xingkong turned around and saw a sad and beautiful smile blooming on Yi Ren's peerless face. It was like the firm smile in pain last night in front of the Nightmare Moon Demon, and the stunning moment. With the sadness that is about to wither, it is a gorgeous scenery worth abandoning everything to protect.

By the way, there is also the hateful Nightmare Moon Demon!

Li Xingkong looked around hurriedly, trying to be on guard: "Where is the Nightmare Moon Demon?"

"He escaped. We are safe." Luo Yingxue sat curled up not far away, holding her weak shoulders with her hands, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.

"That's good, um..." Li Xingkong, who was relieved, finally felt the severe pain in his arm, as if his bones had hit each other. Then he remembered that his arm had been broken by the Nightmare Moon Demon before he fell into coma.

Li Xingkong lay down helplessly on the ground again, trying to gather his own magical power to heal his wounds, and was delighted to find that the black aura that invaded his body was no longer a trace. At this moment, although his body was scarred and his strength seemed to have been drained, he was all It can be recovered slowly.

However, during this process, Luo Yingxue just huddled aside quietly, neither happy nor sad, nor came forward. Li Xingkong finally felt something strange: "Yingxue, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Luo Yingxue hesitated, pursed her lips tightly, sadness filled her eyebrows, like flowers swaying in the wind and snow.

"Is it because of that dark aura?" Li Xingkong felt pain in his heart and blamed himself deeply. The chaos of waking up from the nightmare and the joy of seeing Luo Yingxue beside him prevented him from realizing at the first time that he had Luo Yingxue, who was tied to the execution cross, had also experienced the pain of being burned by black fire, so Li Xingkong no longer cared about his injuries and crawled towards Luo Yingxue on his knees, "Don't worry, I will do it for you right now." You heal!”

"I'm not injured." Luo Yingxue moved back, keeping the distance between her and Li Xingkong, "Xingkong, go back first and leave me alone."

"Yingxue, what happened? Did I do something wrong?" Li Xingkong raised his head in surprise. Even though the numerous internal and external injuries on his body were heartbreaking, they were far less than what Luo Yingxue said. The heartache it brings is heartbreaking.

"No, Xingkong did nothing wrong and was very kind to me. But, I..." Luo Yingxue's voice was choked, and tears rolled around in her beautiful eyes, "I had a nightmare , I dreamed that powerful black flames surged out of my body, burning everything in sight, including the Nightmare Moon Demon, and could not stop my palm. However, I could not control this powerful force. Sooner or later, one day, It will destroy everything around me. So, Starry Sky, let’s go while I can still maintain my sanity!”

"It's just a nightmare, why should we take it seriously?" Li Xingkong tried his best to reach out his hand and finally touched Luo Yingxue's skin. However, he instinctively retracted it like an electric shock.

The shocking blackness on her fingertips made Li Xingkong couldn't help but notice that Luo Yingxue had been in the wind and snow for so long, but there was no snow on her body. It was as if the snowflakes melted immediately when they floated around her, and even the ground nearby had a layer of snow. Strangely pale, like ashes from the soil.