She knew she would definitely die this time, and was about to close her eyes and accept her fate.
But suddenly I saw a strong surge of ice and snow spiritual energy floating in the sky. I looked up and saw snowflakes falling all over the sky. The light of the snow shone in the sunlight, and it was as beautiful as the first snow in winter.
At that time, the spiritual power that was unique to water-based experts was incredibly powerful. At least Luo Xing'er had never seen such powerful water-based spiritual power.
Wherever the snow and wind pass.
A silvery-red figure appeared out of thin air on Yan Bohu.
Black hair and silver clothes, proud and independent, like ice and snow falling silently into the world, bringing all kinds of cold brilliance.
He held a flute in his pale hand, his face was extremely elegant and unparalleled, his high forehead showed his unique nobility and arrogance, his lips as thin as peach blossoms were pressed against the flute, and the sound of the flute contained strange power. From there, Floating out, endless.
The snowflakes lingering around him suddenly turned into fierce white whirlwinds, sweeping towards the water dragon, instantly sucking it into the white whirlwind. The water dragon couldn't even scream, and instantly turned into blood mist. disappear into the air.
Luo Xing'er was extremely shocked. She had never thought that there could be such strong spiritual power in the world, and that the water system, which mainly focused on healing and defense, could also have such powerful attack power. This man was probably the top water system expert on the mainland.
The man in silver and red robes fell in front of her, and put his fingertips on the center of her forehead. She felt the healing power of warm water spread throughout her body instantly, allowing her wounds to slowly heal.
Luo Xing'er couldn't help but raise her head, meet the man's eyes, and then froze.
They are a pair of indescribably beautiful eyes, mysterious and charming like the sky that opens momentarily in the night sky, cold and dark, extremely magnificent, but breathtaking.
She was never a person who was easily tempted, but at that moment, the cold heart in her chest shook slightly.
He removed his fingers from her eyebrows.
The next moment, the cold man drifted away as suddenly as he appeared, leaving nothing behind.
Luo Xing'er was so melancholy that she didn't even know his name.
A man with such a heavenly appearance must be a noble among the upper-class nobles of the mainland. She thought that a low-class exorcist like her might never meet again in her lifetime.
But since that year, every year for three years, she unexpectedly met this mysterious and noble man.
Border battlefields, snowy forests, and night rain in the imperial capital. Every time she was in danger, this man in silver and red robes happened to pass by and easily saved her with a wave of his hand.
But they still didn't say a word, and after a brief encounter, they passed each other.
Just like two winds that meet by chance, they eventually pass by each other.
Luo Xing'er felt a little disappointed in her heart. The man never seemed to remember that he had saved her. His cold eyes always looked at her like a stranger. Why didn't he always remember her?
Perhaps to him, a person like her was really just an ordinary passerby who happened to be passing by and saved her, but she never attracted his attention.
Four years is enough for a girl to grow into a stunningly beautiful girl, and it is also enough for a young man with great talent to make his mark.
Seventeen-year-old Luo Xing'er finally became a well-known exorcist after four years of bloody experience. Her talent also attracted the attention of the Luo family elders. A respected elder took a fancy to her, but because of her With a humble status, he can only serve as a trainee disciple, follow his master to serve around him, and perform exorcisms and cures for nobles from noble families.