"What are you going to appreciate about these few broken mountains?" Qiongying suddenly laughed.
After a word, Helian Jiuge suddenly became silent. How many broken mountains are she? She didn't understand his words, or was she disdainful?
The crisp laughter echoed above the mountain and finally disappeared in the sky, leaving no trace.
Listening to her laughter, he was a little angry and displeased. What he was crazy in his bones was my only one. He invited her to appreciate the snow, but she abandoned her like a walking track?
This made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he was angry, no; it seemed like he was angry, no, so what was it?
"Then why did you come to this mountain? There are neither flowers nor gentle wind here. On the peak of the cold, what else can I enjoy besides the Wanli Mianshan Mountain under my feet?" He asked a little angry.
"Whether there is, no, like it or not, I just want to stand here, how about it?" Qiongying looked at the sky in the distance and said wildly.
He came to look down at the mountains and rivers, and she was to see the sky.
She has the world in her heart, but she also disdains the world.
"No." Helian Jiuge said silly again. He could understand her as a little girl who lost her temper and made her look too arrogant.
Suddenly, tiny snowflakes floated in the slightly blue sky, swaying, pressing the branches almost to the point of breaking.
Qiongying put on her hat and turned around and left.
"Where are you going?" Helian Jiuge chased after him and asked. She left like this, or was she unwilling to enjoy the scenery with him?
"Nothing to tell." The black robe sleeves waved, and heavy snow flew, rising and falling, and she had already floated away.
Helian Jiuge took back his lost hand, and he didn't even touch the corner of her clothes. What kind of person is such a mysterious girl?
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The mountain was filled with snow, blurring the scenery in front of you. You couldn't see clearly ahead. There was only one belief, and you walked around the mountain to the higher place.
Suddenly, a flute sound came, and the sound was unpredictable, as if even snowflakes were dancing with it, and the cold wind blew around it.
"Wu Yue, is it Feng Feili's flute sound?" Jing Hao looked at the east side. The flute sound came from the east side. Feng Feili was there, and probably only Feng Feili was there.
"It's Feng Feili." Wu Yue frowned. The sound of the flute is not the usual sheng and flute entertainment, but the sound of the sound.
"Why did he suddenly play the flute? Did he find Han Yue and want to tell us through the sound of the flute?" Jing Hao guessed.
"I don't know, maybe not, let's go east." After speaking, Wu Yue raised Jing Hao's little shoulder again and dragged him away.
"Die Wu Yue!" Jing Hao roared, and he would suddenly drag him away every time. The cold wind slapped his face, causing pain.
"Wear a hat and lower the brim." Wu Yue's speed was getting faster and faster. Oh, the stupid child was not light either.
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To the east, the cold wind swept, the snowflakes danced, the powerful air flowed around, and the plum blossoms were all over the ground.
A fierce battle is taking place in the plum forest.
The cold wind and white snow dance with the sound of the flute, and confronted with lightning.
With a bang, the huge snowball was hit by lightning and exploded and turned into a water droplet that was flying at an extremely fast speed.
The sound of the flute stopped, the white cloak was raised, and the huge airflow opened the water droplets in full swing.
"Feng Feili, in the past, you were defeated by me, and today is no exception." A cold and mad voice overflowed, and the black robe raised, a cold and arrogant, arrogant king.
"Either win or lose. If you can lose in your hands, you can be considered a reason to lose." Feng Feili smiled and stood in front of the snow, as if it were astonishing as the geese, the light flowed, and looked at the world with a smile.