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597 Snow Dance Song

Feng Xiaoran was in pain, and it was so painful that he died. Now he no longer lives in the villa because he has become a source of pollution with his heart. The medicinal properties have not decreased but increased for more than ten days.

He hated Xiao Yiying and stopped talking about tearing him out of pieces every day. At this time, he hid in a pool in the back mountain. Only when the stinky air in the water would be suppressed to the minimum effect. At this moment, a figure approached, shot a letter at him, and then quickly left.

Feng Xiaoran received the letter and unfolded it, frowned, "It's really a big deal."

Feng Xiaoran stood up anxiously, and couldn't help but feel a burst of air flow in her belly. She quickly sinks into the water again, and then a series of bubbles rise up.

A group of birds flew over his head and suddenly plunged into the water. In an instant, more than ten birds floated on the water surface.

Feng Xiaoyi returned to the back hall, took a note, wrote a few lines of beautiful fonts, then rolled the note into a cylinder, grabbed a pigeon, and tied it to the pigeon's legs.

One, the pigeon shined with its wings and flew towards the north with a "smooth" swaying.

The Ice Palace does not cry, and it is inside the bedroom of the Blood Fairy Butterfly.

Xiao Yun took the last silver needle back from Lan'er's body, then pressed it against Lan'er's back to deliver his skills. After a while, he hit his palms, and Lan'er suddenly let out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"The injuries suffered by your yin veins have almost healed. If you vomit this mouth of blood, your body should be fine."

Lan'er nodded happily, looked at Xiao Yun, her eyes showing unspeakable feelings.

"I'm leaving." Xiao Yun said lightly.

"Why are you in a hurry to leave?" Lan'er asked in confusion.

"This time I came out mainly to avoid an annoying woman. Now this woman has a big fuss in my villa. And it is said that he has any secret keys, causing a lot of trouble. More importantly, I need to go back and solve some problems." Xiao Yun said lightly.

"You're leaving now?" Lan'er seemed a little reluctant, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"Well, at the same time, I feel that my sword intent is a little successful. I need to find high training in the martial arts world to further improve. Moreover, this Ice Palace is not as simple as I thought. I am afraid that if I stay here for a long time, I will suffer disaster."

"Don't you care about my safety?" Lan'er said, lowering her head, with the loneliness on her face unconcealed.

"I'm not afraid, they won't make things difficult for you, but they will make things difficult for me. After all, I exist in the cloak of the Blood Fairy Butterfly. I have never figured out whether the Blood Fairy Butterfly is dead or alive, and who is that mysterious man in black? What kind of existence is Yan Wusha who said she is? Bing'er, can Green Shirt really do those ridiculous things?"

"If you want to figure it out, why don't you stay?" Lan'er said.

"Because there is no need, the world here does not belong to me, so I have no intention of exploring it. I am not a person who is curious about everything."

Lan'er's face showed a lonely expression, but he said nothing, just lowered his head and thought about his thoughts.

"You... haven't seen me dance yet, can I give you a sword dance?" Lan'er said.

"Okay, I really haven't seen you dance. I didn't expect you to dance swords?"

"Why can't I? Go outside, it's my favorite to cooperate with Xue Jing's sword dance."

Lan'er's snow fox cloak was untied and handed it to Xiao Yun, then spread the hairband. The north wind blew the black hair and floated, as if a black waterfall was flowing.

She was graceful, and her snow-white dress slowly danced in the sky with snow. A sword slowly unsheathed. The sword became colder in the snow, and the snow reflected the sword light more crystal clear.

The sword danced slowly with the movement of people, with snowflakes all over the sky, and black hair fluttering. The whole person looked like an elf of snow dancing in the sky.

The melodious singing sound floated out with the dancing figure, as if the yellow orioles from the valley were out of the valley, and as if the spring singing was singing.

Ask where the world is, it’s hard to resolve the frost and snow for ten years, and lying drunk in spring and autumn to praise the talents.

Where is the world of laughter? I have no choice but to be a bright light to reflect the sea.

When I encountered the obstacles of wind and rain, I saw my sword split, and I had to be happy.

The life of swords and swords will accompany you for thousands of years, and your true heart will never change.

The spirit is surging, the swan is ambitious and embraces the mind, and with this proud attitude.

The meaning is so happy. The north window is dotted with stars, showing this chic style.

The five peaks and eight factions of the heroes, let go of hatred, and turn into a great spirit in the heart.

Martial arts, creeping tigers and dragons, today's defeat, and look forward to tomorrow.

No matter where the world is, justice always exists, and I only want to recreate the future.

Looking at the dancing figure and listening to the intoxicating singing, Xiao Yun was stunned unknowingly.

A carrier pigeon fell down, Xiao Yun grabbed the carrier pigeon, took off the note tied to his legs, spread it out, and then a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The carrier pigeon flew away again, and Xiao Yun did not disturb Lan'er's dance. Because it was too beautiful, he couldn't bear to disturb him.

Lan'er's sword rolls with snow, snow follows the sword, the sword merges with the flying snow in the sky, and the whole person is also integrated with the heaven and earth. What an ice and snow elf.

With a swaying figure and hair flying, Lan'er's body rotated and pointed at the sky, but suddenly she found that Xiao Yun had disappeared.

Suddenly, Lan'er's sword became sharp, and her sword was like lightning flying in the sky with heavy snow. When the sword stopped, there was no snowflake approaching.

The sword dances and snow fly wildly, the snow falls on both sides of the shore, the sword kills and snow rolls around, and the sword gathers and the dark clouds disperse.

A miànpí appeared on Lan'er and pressed on her face. At the same time, the white clothes on her body quickly changed into a blood-red dress. At this moment, Xiao Sha's breath shook away the wind and snow. The madman's energy swept across the corner. The long hair above the knee swayed in the wind and covered the blood-red energy. The whole person seemed to be a graceful butterfly coming back from blood. At this moment, the blood fairy butterfly reappeared in the world!

Lan'er is the real Blood Fairy Disc. She was injured and had to escape from the Ice Palace to take refuge. However, she met Xiao Yun by chance and cured her injuries. I wonder if it was God's will to do anything?

The battle was fierce, and the people from the Free Alliance and the Heavenly Dao Alliance were exposed due to some small frictions, which eventually caused a big melee among thousands of people.

A purple mist floated over, and it started to be very light, gradually covering the battlefield of the melee. At the same time, the purple mist became more and more thick, and finally attracted people's attention.

At this moment, a purple shadow drifted rapidly in the purple mist, and at the same time, the cold light flashed, as if thunder was passing by. The cold light was a blood arrow shot, and there were incredible people who stared at the wide eyes and could not hide their eyes.

The purple mist turned into a purple storm and swept the battlefield. After a moment, the purple storm swept through, as if a purple dragon was swam rapidly in the sky. Wherever the purple dragon passed, there were scars and corpses falling on the ground.

The battle between more than a thousand people has not survived. The purple mist has gathered, revealing a woman in a purple dress. It is Wanmei Youlan Ye Keqing.

In a moment, thousands of people and thousands of living lives disappeared. The blood fairy butterfly slaughtered a hundred miles with anger. Under the destruction of the soul pill, Ye Keqing took the lead in killing to vent his heart's pain.
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