Song of Monsters (Snow Snow)

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Time, through the shadow of the sun, across the sand dunes, across the corners of the man's eyes.Time passed the man's hair by the twilight of the moon, so tirelessly, he didn't even drink water...

It's ridiculous to think about it, every time you leave her like a useless person, is it difficult to eat a piece of cake? Is it difficult to tidy up your clothes?

Decadence is nothing more than that.

Or, it is because of you that you are free, and if you leave you, you will be bound. If one day you will be free without you, then...

Will it still be decadent...

Suddenly a gust of strong wind rolled the yellow sand from a distance.

"Monk! You also want ancient history!? You kill my brother! I won't kill you today!"

"Amitabha... the poor monk repents, when will the wrong be repaid."

"Heh! Want to beg for mercy now? There is no way! Take your life!"

Shuyu saw the yellow sand coming towards him, so he flew up the sand dunes, and saw swords, lights and swords in the distance, and one of them had a very familiar voice.

"Repentance..." murmured the name of that person, regretting that he had saved his life and Mo Xue's life, and unconsciously paid more attention, and flew forward to get closer.

I saw a calm face of remorse, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, and his light body was stepping back to avoid the fist of a quack man.

That person's foot is steady, and he can be forced to retreat repeatedly with only his hands...

Shu Yu took another step forward, looked more seriously with his eyes, and finally saw the man's face clearly.

The man had single eyelids but bright eyes, straight nose, slightly raised lips, tall and straight...

Unexpectedly...the appearance is exactly the same as the person in the illusion!

Then he turned around anxiously and looked around, murmured two words dully: Mo Xue.

However, there was no fragrance of peach blossoms, no cold air from Xuefa, and he couldn't see the figure of the man, so he frowned.

Very contradictory, want to see her, but don't want to see her...

My heart is very uneasy, the people in the illusion have already seen it, could it be... will it really come true...

No, I don't believe it... Mo Xue is not even by his side!

Unknowingly squinting his eyes, a killing intent flashed in his pupils, and he held the hilt of the sword with his right hand. If I kill you at this time, I don't believe that fate can still come true!

Stand on tiptoe and kill that person.

Repenting and seeing Shuyu rushing over, a trace of surprise and joy flashed in her eyes, she is also here, could it be that she is also here to grab the ancient history!

Unknowingly smiling happily: "Hahahaha! The tree is here at just the right time!"

Immediately, the beads were swung at the man, and the beads scattered like bullets, but he blocked them with his arms, but even so, he took several steps back! The sleeves were also torn, and there was blood in some places.

When Shuyu saw that the repentance called her, he just glanced at him lightly, and immediately swept across with his sword. The sword was like a knife, forcing the man back again, and his coiled hair immediately became a mess.

"Nie Shuyu!!" The man stabilized his body, stared at her fiercely, and gritted his teeth. Her hatred for Shuyu seemed to be deeper than remorse.

But Shu Yu only wanted to kill him in his heart, if killing him could break his fate, why not... But he didn't realize that his eyes were no longer pure.

He didn't give him any chance, and he didn't care why he knew his name, the blade trembled, and the cold light shone... His right leg moved forward, the yellow sand rolled up all over his body, he slashed down the light sword, the sword energy broke through the yellow sand and rushed forward.

The whole sword energy rolled forward, the man's eyes widened, and it was too late to avoid it, the sword energy was getting closer and closer, and it was about to split him in two...

However, he felt cold all over his body... It was summer, but the wind cut like a knife, and he felt that his heart was shaken, and his pupils were also dilated... His hands trembled involuntarily while holding the sword hilt.

so cold

It's so cold, it's like it's going to snow.

Unconsciously, a longing smile appeared on the obviously sad face.

"careful……"

cool and gentle

Tenderness and tenacity

That voice is the only one...

You finally came to me...

His eyes were wet and he smiled happily...

Is that person still so worried about himself? He is always so gentle. Sure enough, even though we haven't seen each other for a year, she is still her and has never changed.

Looking up slowly, I finally saw you...

However, the next moment, she trembled even more. She should be happy when that person came, but why...

I saw the red dress tactfully, wide sleeves fluttering with the wind, and black hair flowing. She gently grabbed the man's cuff with her hand, turned her body lightly, and leaned sideways in the man's arms, avoiding the tree without any effort. In the sword energy that was cut down...

In the yellow sand blown by the sword qi, one can vaguely see her wide red sleeves falling on her elbows and wrists, her white and clean arms pressed against his chest, and her slender fingers gently stroking his cheeks.

The tone was gentle and full of distress: "It hurt you..."

The man looked down at her, his eyes trembling, as if he was a little surprised, he raised the corners of his mouth for a while, and held her hand: "Don't worry... I'm fine..." His thumb gently rubbed against the back of her smooth hand.

………………

It seems that no one pays attention to the side of the yellow sand, the lonely man with disheveled hair like a wild dog...

He was breathing quickly, and no matter how much dust he inhaled, he just felt his throat choked and coughed non-stop.

As if he was still taking chances, and deliberately ignored that Mo Xue's concern was not for her, he slightly raised his head and looked at that person with expectations in his eyes.

But the man just glanced lightly, then looked at the man again, with a happy smile on his face: "Take a good rest, I'll help you deal with that monk."

It was only because the yellow sand was too heavy that he could not notice the uneasiness and heartache that flashed in her eyes.

It may be that the eyes were blinded by the sand, which was painful and astringent, so I rubbed my eyes and coughed non-stop.

"Mo Xue..." she shouted, walking forward slowly against the wind, her figure was thin and her eyes were full of longing.

However, Mo Xue turned her face away and pressed her forehead against Cui Jian's chest before she dared to make her eyes tremble, but for a moment, she gritted her teeth.

Then he turned around and a sharp sword appeared in his hand, flying away like a penitent, the hem of his clothes skipped over the tree's hair, but when the tree looked up, he could only see the handsome back of the man...

Don't you even want to look at Yu'er even as you pass by...

"Mo Xue..." Seeing her fighting with Guigui, Shuyu looked like a puppy being played with, and immediately turned around and ran towards them stepping on the sand.

But Cui Jian grinned, it was this person, this person who seemed not worthy of Mo Xue at all... Unknowingly shaking his head, with a flash of killing intent in his eyes, he punched Shuyu from behind.

Sensing the murderous intent coming from behind, Shu Yu turned around and saw him frowning, lying on the sand behind him, rolling to the side...

On the other side, Mo Xue, who was fighting with the penitent, unconsciously looked at Cui Jian.

"Cui Jian..." She defended herself with her sword, and said again: "Don't hurt her, this person is dirty and messy, but there is no danger, why bother to get your hands dirty..."

Although he couldn't hear the emotion in his tone, Cui Jian still understood, smiled slightly, and stepped back, but his eyes were still unhappy.

If Nie Shuyu was killed, Mo Xue would definitely not forgive herself, and she would never get close to her again.

Ran Shuyu had already stood up, picked up the sword as if he still wanted to tangle with Cui Jian...

One strike with the sword, Cui Jian backed up to defend, but she refused to let go, one move and two moves, more than ten moves were actually killing moves.

Entangling and tearing, like an indomitable vicious wolf.

"Don't bite me!" Cui Jian yelled as his shirt was torn, clenched his fist with his right hand.

And when Mo Xue saw this, Shu Yu was still so entangled, it was nothing more than too much trust in herself, and she had already shown enough alienation...

Why! This man! Is this man crazy!

"I don't need you anymore!" Mo Xue had stopped fighting with Guigui, her voice trembling in the air was a little hoarse: "Nie Shuyu! Do you really want to push me to a desperate situation!"