Song of Monsters (Snow Snow)

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I saw the man with the moonlight behind his back, the white clothes and black hair fluttering in the wind, he was in a daze looking at it... It turned out that the person Master Zichang cared about... unexpectedly looked like this... like a fairy.

However, the man leaned forward, his slender fingers brushed his brows and eyes, then outlined his dusty cheeks and landed on his neck, tenderness turned into killing intent, but his tone was light: "Give me the sword, I won't kill you."

Xiaobing looked into her eyes, immersed in her gentle caress, but what she said made people feel chills down the spine. At this time, the person in front of him seemed to be able to crush his neck just by gently holding his palm... and he I was too scared to speak...

Seeing that he was silent, the man took the initiative to pull out the sword, and with a stab, the silver blade shone coldly under the moon... But she seemed to be not surprised, let go of his left hand holding his neck, turned around, The blade dragged on the ground, walking towards the distance as if in a daze.

Xiao Bing looked at her back, he was obviously so weak, but his killing intent was chilling, he stroked his chest unconsciously, then turned around and ran towards Zichang's camp as if thinking of something.

The hot wind is blowing, making people sweat, the cracks on the ground are like shells, a dead tree stands on the flat ground, the tents are looming in the distance, and the Montenegro is more like dark clouds.

But the man wielded the sharp sword, but he didn't seem to feel the heat, his black hair stuck to his cheeks, his back was already soaked, his eyes were dull, but he laughed loudly, using the light of the sword to vent his anger, and the dust on the ground Because of her messy steps, she couldn't help but rolled up and fluttered her white clothes...not drinking, but intoxicating.

Go past her awkward sword dance, pass through the dead trees, and go up the Black Mountain...

Those breezy brown eyes were trembling.

Yu'er...is it so painful...

That's Yu'er Mo Xue has never seen before

The miserable smile, a little crazy, in this scorching heat, makes people anxious

"Yuer!"

But it was still not her who called her

Zichang clasped his hands under the dead tree and looked very uneasy, but the man kept waving even though he heard it.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, draw out his sword, and fly over to stop her venting with the weapon, but he was careful not to hurt her.

"Yu'er...stop..."

The sound of weapons is endless...

Mo Xue stood on the cliff, seemingly unable to hold back, if this person hurt Yu'er!

So he covered his face with a sackcloth, walked to the edge of the cliff, stared blankly, and was about to jump off.

However, at this moment, the man stopped his frantic slashing, and stood quietly on the spot, looking at the man in front of him...

Seeing that Yu'er finally calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her tightly in his arms, and gently lifted her cheeks, so close to Yu'er but not disgusted, he smiled sweetly!

The man stood on the sidelines watching this scene, a little startled... Unconsciously, his breathing was not steady, he took a step back slowly, shaking his head lightly... His eyes were a little confused.

And Ya Xiazi Yu'er looked at Zichang, and slowly pressed his cheek against his neck, rubbing gently as he did to Mo Xue, gentle and dependent.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Xue gritted her teeth and eyes were sore seeing her being so intimate with that man.

Now think about why I can be ruthless

Because she doesn't love others

But after a while she broke into tears

Isn't this exactly what I hoped for...

Even if Ye Qing no longer appears

That person will not be lonely

"Why are you dancing your sword here late at night? If it hurts..." Zichang said, putting his arms around her back, thinking of all the things she was angry with the king, and being so gentle with herself at this moment, I felt much more comfortable in my heart, "If If you are injured, it will not be good, if you want to practice swords, you can let Zichang accompany you."

She heard that she left his arms slowly, but for some reason she glanced at the top of the Black Mountain, but after looking at it for a long time, she didn't find the person in her heart, so she shook her head unconsciously: "Yu'er, I want to help you take away the ancient history...so I want Just practice swords..."

That person is calm and intelligent. According to her personality, in order to seize the ancient history, she will definitely check the layout and size of the human army again and again, but... that person is not here.

He speculated about her again... as if he knew her better... he smiled wryly.

When Zichang heard this, he was very moved. This person... still cared about himself... and couldn't help but hug her, smiling happily.

On the cliff, Mo Xue saw Yu'er looking over, and slowly squatted down.

It didn't take long to hear her say that she was going to grab the ancient history, her brows were frowned, and her eyes became tense...

No! Absolutely not! Yu'er's cultivation seems to have not fully recovered, and the battle in Suhen City is extremely dangerous. If that person goes! If he goes!

No... I have to take her to find Chang Han Xin!

Without any hesitation, he jumped down the cliff with his face covered, and while flying down, a sharp sword slowly appeared in his right hand.

The two hugged each other tightly, Zichang seemed to want to say something, but he saw a person falling from Heishan, the wind was blowing under his feet, he unconsciously put his sword in front of him, and put his left arm around Yu'er's shoulder.

His eyes stared fixedly: "Damn it! Did the Yaozu send someone to attack!"

However, when Yu'er looked up, he was still cold, as if he had no worries.

The man was dressed in coarse linen, covered his face, and his eyebrows looked like Mo Xue's, but it was a pity that she didn't have the cold air, and she didn't know how to snow.

"Ye Qing..." Yu'er murmured, her cheeks were away from Zichang's shoulders, and her eyes were a little puzzled.

"Yu'er...follow me..." Ye Qing tapped his toes and flew towards the ground, his eyes fixed on her.

"Ye Qing...?" She was still whispering, but she didn't move a bit.

It's just that Zichang was taken aback when he heard it, but he didn't want Yu'er to leave him, so he put his arms around her and turned back a dozen meters: "Stay here and don't move! I will protect you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the man to respond, he rushed over at an extremely fast speed, with the blade shining brightly.

Seeing her coming, Ye Qing gritted his teeth, looked at Yu'er, he couldn't use the snow technique and peach blossom power, he could only deal with him, followed his sharp sword, his figure flashed, his left hand held his arm and moved backwards Pull, the man flew straight out.

Ran Zichang just looked weak, his footsteps were like a rabbit, he quickly turned around and flew into the air, spinning in the air and swaying a dazzling sword glow towards Ye Qing, dazzling like a gorgeous silver dragon.

Ye Qing only wanted to take Yu'er away in his heart, and because Yu'er was intimate with him, his mind had been unstable for a long time. He noticed the sword glow behind him, and a gust of cold wind slowly overflowed from his feet. His eyes were full of doubts, his heart paled with fright, he was almost exposed by Zi Changbi/, so he had to jump up to avoid the sword light, but it was already too late, the sword light brushed past him, and a few strands of hair were broken. In failing to float face sackcloth.

After falling to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Yu'er again...

I saw Yu'er sitting slumped on the ground, with red blood on her cheeks, her absent-minded pupils were already soaked with tears, and her blood-stained fingertips slowly moved away from the corners of her lips.

It was only then that he realized that his cuff had been cut by the sword glow, and the blood on his white arm was dripping onto the ground drop by drop...

"No...don't..." She murmured, her breathing became unsteady, her expression became tense and sad, her right hand tightly held the sackcloth, she slowly backed away, turned around and wanted to escape but was stopped by Zichang.

There was no composure or indifference, her black hair was disheveled and untidy at this time, and her body was shaking as if she had been greatly shocked. This was the first time she saw Mo Xue who was so nervous.

"Mo Xue..."

As the person behind him opened his mouth slowly, the last line of defense in that person's heart seemed to be broken. With a wave of her sharp sword, the ground was lifted up instantly, and the flying ground forced Zichang to retreat step by step! Then he turned his head and his eyes were a little ferocious, The tone also became anxious: "I am Ye Qing! How many times do I have to say it?!"

However, the man choked with sobs, and slowly got up from the ground, the dust stained his clothes and his face: "You are Mo Xue, you have to lie to Yuer several times..."