Hello, Yan Chaobai

Fanwaiyi

On that day, Cang Yun realized for the first time that the writing he had always despised had power comparable to that of a sword. Every word Chunyang said was like a knife, every sentence piercing his heart.

When the person hidden in the dark suddenly jumped out and poured skills on him, Cang Yun didn't even block it.

His mind was always spinning unhappily, and when his body riddled with holes became heavier and heavier, and he finally collapsed in the icy snow without control, his heart was completely chilled.

He opened his eyes, only endless snow in his field of vision, layer upon layer, densely packed, filling the entire sky.

Cang Yun had never felt that the weather at Yanmen Pass was so cold.

When the familiar ice-blue sword energy invaded his line of sight, he was dressed in a snow-like Taoist robe, his brows were still painted in ink, his face was full and handsome, and his only pair of light-colored eyes were even thinner.Chunyang Miaoyuan's expression was colder than he had ever seen before, and the five long swords behind him unfolded against the wind and snow one after another, with a cold light on the sword's edge facing his shrunken pupils.

Cang Yun suddenly wanted to laugh.He had never cried before, and he didn't know that crying might be the right decision at a time like this.

To laugh is to pretend, but to cry is to vent.

That smile is still good-looking, except for superficial good-looking, there is nothing left.This is a smile that is as empty as the wilderness, and it seems to be able to see the end of the real existence at a glance.

Chunyang looked at him quietly for a while, and finally sighed softly, and walked away.

Sigh farewell.

Cang Yun didn't know what it felt like.

When I was a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses, I saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!The arrogance that stood alone against thousands of troops in the past, the arrogance with a heart as high as the sky, and the presumptuousness of holding bloody wind and stepping on love and hatred, all fell apart at this moment, and shattered into this sky-filled snowflake.

When it disappeared, there was a loud noise.

In the end, those small beast-like eyes slowly fell silent, returning to nothingness.

The crystal liquid dripped from the corners of his eyes and landed on the pure white snow. In an instant, thousands of miles were barren.