Han Yan closed Qingge's body, and the blood demon wanted to take away her mind. A heart disaster was like the scorching sun and cold winter, which was called withering vitality.

Only a smile remained, condensed on the corners of the lips, turning into eternal beauty.

Qingge is still an ostrich posture, and there is no courage to raise your head.

The beasts in the realm of nothingness felt a strong crisis and were trying hard to shout Qingge.

"Hey, woman, isn't it? This little hardship makes you retreat? Are you still the Ye Qingge I know?" Zhuque said with red eyes: "I have already endured so much hardship. Do you have to give up halfway? Don't you."

"Boss... don't die, I'm penniless. I can't buy paper money to give you a farewell ceremony if you die." The fire bird cried and shouted.

All the beasts: "..." This guy is poisonous.

In short, there is a sarcastic sound in the realm of nothingness.

The heart of the ancient dragon's remnant soul has also reached the bottom.

He could feel the withering degree of the purple moon flower, and now it was about to wither to the end.

Gu Long closed his eyes, gave up his perception, and couldn't bear to go and see.

Of course—

When the withered color of the purple moon flower was about to spread to the last place, a white and tender hand was placed lightly on Qingge's shoulder.

Qingge seems to be numb and indifferent.

He patted his hand a few times.

Qingge is still indifferent.

"Now should I call you Master or Qingge?" When the clear and cold voice sounded, Qingge's dark world suddenly became as bright as day.

The withered petals of the purple moon flower have all returned to their vitality and contracted and beat at normal frequency.

A...a living heart!

Qingge suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, but saw the hairs intertwined by snow falling on her cheeks. Qingge saw a beautiful and familiar face.

"Ah...luo..." Qingge was ecstatic, her heart beat rapidly, and she was afraid that everything in front of her was just a fantasy that she imagined.

Nan Xueluo pinched her face, "Don't be sad."

Qingge's breathing was slightly rapid, and he stared at Nan Xueluo intently.

From afar, Xiong Batian looked here, unable to move, his limbs were like a hundred-year-old tree roots lying on the ground. In his eyes, there was only the ice and snow.

Aluo.

Aluo.

...

The reversals and surprises in the world always catch Xiong Batian off guard, but full of expectations.

Nan Xueluo chuckled, then stretched out his hand to Qingge: "Come here."

Qingge stared at Nan Xueluo's palm for a long time, and finally put his hand in Nan Xueluo's palm.

Nan Xueluo held her hand and pulled Qingge up with a little force.

Qingge's legs were a little numb, triggering an old injury on the knee of his right leg, and a slight sense of pain came.

Qingge looked sideways at the snow falling in the south—

The woman beside her was as beautiful as the moon, her hair like snow fell to the ground, she was wearing a silver long dress and a pair of pure and flawless silver eyes.

At this moment, Qingge remembered someone.

Goddess, Ye Bilan.

"I can't believe it?" Nan Xueluo asked.

Qingge let out a breath of heat and nodded: "I thought I would never find you again."

"You said this world is really wonderful. A year ago, I will kill you. Today, a year later, I will fight side by side with you. For example, in the past, I was born in ice and snow. Tian Shu was my parents and a derivative of nature. Later, I should have returned to nature, but the queen wanted me to be reborn. By chance, I went to Nanfu and lost the memory of Fengxue. After going around for ten thousand years, I was born from the wind and snow." Nan Xueluo said, and a tear fell at the end of her eyes.

The bad things she did in the past were useless, and for the rest of her life, she only wanted to atone for her sins.

The snow girl opened her hands to Qingge, closed her eyes: "Come on, embrace it, and see what the difference is between this ice and snow body and the mortal body."

Qingge hesitated for a while, and finally moved his legs and walked towards the snow girl, stretched out his arms to hug the snow girl, closed his eyes and felt the ice and snow body.

It is softer than the ordinary body. When embracing it, it is not like embracing someone, but rather like being in the wind and snow without the feeling of freezing and bone-breaking. It is a bit cool in early spring and autumn, which is particularly comfortable.

"A Luo..."

The God King looked at Nan Xueluo and his lost memories were retrieved.

Ten thousand years ago, after he married Nan Xueluo, he accidentally fell into a coma. The ghost doctor who came to the God Prince's Mansion discovered Nan Xueluo's secret.

The power of ice and snow in Nan Xueluo's soul is about to awaken, and will transform into a snow girl and benefit the whole world.

At that time, the God King realized that Nan Xueluo was the Snow Girl.

He did not tell Nan Xueluo about this matter, he assumed that Nan Xueluo was doing something to hurt Feng Qi.

He wants to use his plan to make plans for ten thousand years.

He guided Nan Xueluo to place elixir stones, and then quietly tied up the spiritual chains to threaten Feng Qi.

At that time, the world and wilderness were already drought and there was an abnormal lack of water.

He asked the ghost doctor to nail the two pipa bones of Nan Xueluo together with nails. In this way, Nan Xueluo could be prevented from rebirth in Nirvana and transform into a snow girl.

Nan Xueluo woke up, not knowing why, at a loss. The God King said expressionlessly: "The doctor said you are infertile and cannot get pregnant. You can only have children by taking the bones and prescription of the right medicine. Aluo, don't you want to have a child?"

At that time, Nan Xueluo was still happy even though she was in great pain.

But she forgot that the God King didn't want to have a child with her, but just asked her coldly if she wanted a child.

Nan Xueluo believed the words of the God King and lay obediently on the bed, allowing a ghost doctor to nail his pipa bone.

After the nail was put on, Nan Xueluo was in great pain, but after resting, he trampled on his dignity and walked into the house of the God King shyly, taking off his clothes.

The God King sat in the cabinet and listened to his subordinates' reports.

The woman who was brought to the mansion by him and was very similar to Feng Qi was tortured to death by Nan Xueluo.

Yes, Nan Xueluo was so cruel that he actually asked those practitioners to humiliate an unarmed woman.

Of course, he forgot that when he saw the God King's Mansion fell into ruin, the woman stole the mysterious objects of the God King's Mansion and sold them to the mortal enemy of the God King's Mansion, resulting in the lives of three hundred people in the God King's Mansion, all of which became souls under the tomb.

The dim light is like the water flowing on the lake.

Nan Xueluo saw a glass of wine on the table, and was confused and drank it all in one gulp, making it even hotter and his eyes became more dissipated.

"Brother of God King."

She hugged the man, endured the pain of the pipa bone, and wrapped around Kong Wu's powerful body.

"Aluo wants a child, Aluo likes a son." She is afraid of having a daughter, and like her, she is persistent in love, neither human nor ghost.

If she was a son, she would teach him how to stand up and what it means to be a man who was as good as he could not pursue his words.

Also, she wants to tell this child that she should not talk jokes in the future and delay the girl’s life.

The pale moonlight shines on the man's face.
Chapter completed!