Mo Zhuyue's eyes were dull: "Then if we can't find the snow demon, will we have to stay here forever?"
"There's nothing wrong with staying here. The snow is flying and it's absolutely beautiful. I like snow, don't you? I can take you and stay here forever."
Mo Zhuyue surrendered to his gentle words, and she smiled: "I remember you told me last time that you wanted to tell me a story about the snow demon. Now that I'm bored, just tell me, okay?"
"The story of the snow demon?" Long Canghao frowned, holding Mo Zhuyue in his big palm but never letting go. Then, as if he had thought about it for a long time, he said: "Well, I will tell you about a snow demon.
Things that people know.”
"good."
"Legend..." Long Canghao's eyes fell into a long memory: "Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, in the heavy snow, there was a charming and charming woman who could conquer the country, sometimes be as gentle as jade, sometimes be cold and ruthless.
A man with a pair of silver-white eyes, he appeared in the heavy snow, and wherever there was heavy snow, he was there. One year, the West Sea was surrounded by heavy snow, and the Princess of the West Sea had never seen this pure land.
White snowflakes, she poked her head out from the sea..."
"That was the saddest scene Princess Xihai had ever seen in her life. She saw a man dressed as white as snow standing in the heavy snow. His hair was snow-white, his face was snow-white, and he
His eyes are also snow-white. He stands alone in the heavy snow, his pure white hair blowing in the cold wind. He is so handsome, so soft, so beautiful that it is suffocating. There is infinite meaning in his snow-white eyes.
The loneliness and vicissitudes of life, a kind of emotion that the Princess of the West Sea had never seen before. She was curious about him and yearned for him, so she walked out of the West Sea and came to the side of the beautiful man. That man,
It’s the Snow Demon.”
"It was the snow that transformed him, and he is the incarnation of snow. Although the snowflakes are beautiful, they wither in an instant. He has countless vicissitudes and sadness. Princess Xihai likes to be by his side. Princess Sihai has a singing voice that is unparalleled in the world. She
She devoted everything she had to singing for him and dancing for him. The heavy snow had been falling on the border of the West Sea for several months. He never left, and she accompanied him without any regrets."
"However, when the heavy snow finally stopped, she didn't want him to leave, but he had to leave."
"Although they only lasted a few months, they fell in love with each other. She felt sorry for his loneliness and loneliness, and he was obsessed with her singing and the warmth she gave..."
Mo Zhuyue raised her head in Long Canghao's arms, and happened to see Long Canghao's eyes immersed in memories. His eyes were so far away, and there were cracks in his far eyes. She couldn't catch it, nor could she touch it.
Can't catch it.
"and after?"
"Later..." There was a wry smile on Long Canghao's lips: "They fell in love with each other, but they could only chase him when it was snowing heavily. How could the Princess of the West Sea chase after him? There were so many places with heavy snow in the world, so she jumped out of the West Sea
She searched, but found nothing. In the end, she understood one thing. If she wanted to keep him, she could only let Daxue stay where she was forever. The only one who could do this was the Xue Lingzhu. However, how many times
A hundred years ago, the Snow Spirit Pearl was a sacred object and was enshrined in the supreme temple."