The wind is biting, with a chilling air, and the bright sunshine shines down. There are two cliffs here that are more than ten meters apart.
On these two tall stones, two women stood, their long hair blown by the strong wind.
A woman has silver hair and stars behind her. Her moving body gives people a sense of natural beauty, and she has a proud look on her beautiful face.
The other woman was much inferior to her. She had long black hair that was blowing in the wind. She gave people a soft feeling when she stood there, and she had a pair of big, clear eyes.
After a long confrontation, the silver-haired woman spoke up: "Should I call you Murong Yue, or Na'er?"
The woman opposite her expression became strange and she didn't answer her words.
The silver-haired woman continued: "In these years, he has disappeared for so many years, have you ever asked him? His words of frost and ice, tears and leaves, cut off love, wind-scarred dreams..." Water actually appeared in the eyes of the silver-haired woman.
Fog "Is it for you?!"
The silver-haired woman gradually fell into deep thought... She said slowly: "I remember when he left, he told me that the mainland is the place where I can control myself, and don't delay myself because of obsession, but he is like this, and
Who are you to say that to me? Since then, he has disappeared from the mainland, and the Holy Spirit Academy has also withdrawn from the mainland stage. When the once decisive Ice Emperor Luying saw your appearance, he actually gave up the idea of throwing ice flowers...
…”
The woman opposite covered her mouth in shock and said, "You mean, he successfully made ice flowers and brought them to the palace that day?"
The silver-haired woman nodded and continued: "He completed it before he left, but it was placed in the hands of a Holy Spirit... I don't ask him to give me anything, I just hope that he can be as happy as before, but now, you
That accident that didn't exist still destined him to be sad for you for the rest of his life. Do you think you did this too much?"
"Is this why you came to me to talk to me?" The woman opposite returned to normal and said coldly.
"Listen to me, okay?" The silver-haired woman looked at her.
"Until last time, you actually drove Aoshi Bailong to attack the academy. That was his concern. What a shameful behavior you are doing. Fortunately, I arrived in time. Otherwise, the academy would have been destroyed by you.
But, after that, have you thought about your consequences?"
The woman opposite snorted coldly: "How can I control such a strong person? How funny!"
The silver-haired woman's breath suddenly surged, and a silver halo appeared behind her.
The woman was not weaker than her. A red light wheel appeared behind her. These two people were clearly strong men in the ninth realm, Tianyuan realm, the height of Sister Ding who was respected by everyone.
The silver-haired woman said with a very cold tone: "Xue Slay Xiao Jian - Qian Lin!"
The woman opposite also said coldly: "Xingyu Fengxiang - Murong Yue!"
Yes, this silver-haired woman is Xiao Lin, the top powerhouse on the continent, but this Murong Yue is the bodyguard who was by the emperor's side.
The coercion of the two collided together, forming an invisible collision, and both sides were actually equal in strength.
Xiaolin's feet accelerated and suddenly flew towards Murong Yue.
But Murong Yue was not afraid at all, her spiritual power exploded, and a pair of wings covered with flames appeared behind her. The wings were so huge that they could cover the sky.
This is the top powerhouse. The instantaneous release of spiritual power and the fluctuation of spiritual power are so terrifying.
Xiaolin's speed was too fast. The moment she released her wings, she was in front of her and slashed down with a fierce sword.
But Murong Yue waved her hand, and a ball of flames directly wrapped around Xiaolin's body, and the light shone brightly. Then several fireballs rushed from her hand towards Xiaolin in the fire.
But Xiaolin didn't show any signs of weakness, and suddenly struck the flames, which split into two halves. Using this momentum, she accelerated again and struck down Murong Yue's head with her sword.
At this moment, Murong Yue did something unexpected.
Two huge wings closed together and enveloped them.
Facing an assassin's attack, she didn't expect that she would face it in this way. This was a way that Xiaolin never expected.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded.
Energy fluctuations in the space appeared, a silver light lit up, and Xiaolin appeared dozens of meters away.
The wings slowly spread apart, and Murong Yue acted as if nothing happened, as if the explosion had nothing to do with her, and she smiled at her.
With the collision just now, Xiaolin could have directly cut off Murong Yue's head, but there was an unexpected explosion on Murong Yue's head. It was full of flames and spread quickly. She realized it at the first moment.
When something went wrong, Xiaolin immediately withdrew her strength and used her own skill - teleportation - to run out.
Teleportation is a magical skill for assassins, and Xiaolin happens to know this skill.
Xiaolin raised her sword to the top of her head, and a large amount of red blood slowly condensed, and her beautiful red hair turned into blood.
Seeing Xiaolin like this, Murong Yue's eyes widened.
"Blood-killing Xiao Jian, the road to kill the gods, looking back in confusion, destroying the world!"
A large number of white clouds surged above her head, turning red, and the surrounding air was so cold that it seemed like it was dripping with water.
Murong Yue was amazed: "You actually use murderous intent to improve your skills. Aren't you afraid of turning back?"
A cold voice sounded from Xiaolin's mouth: "After all these years, is this little pain comparable to the pain he has brought to me?!"
"You..." Murong Yue was a little stunned.
After feeling this aura, Murong Yue had to gather her spiritual power, and a large amount of wind flow gathered around her, and the flames on the wings behind her became even brighter.
This is a powerful person at the level of the Holy Spirit. Any skill can trigger the celestial phenomena and bring about a power that can destroy the world.
"The stars are dreaming back, the phoenix is dancing and the sky is auspicious, the nine springs are dancing, and the return journey is the underworld!"
Similarly, Murong Yue also had to use her most powerful ability to deal with it.
At this time, Xiaolin rushed out suddenly, a silver afterimage appeared behind her, and there seemed to be a shrill scream in the surrounding space.
Murong Yue's feet also suddenly accelerated and she rushed towards Xiao Lin. Although her speed was not as fast as Xiao Lin's, her power was not weak at all.
"boom!"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise throughout the sky. The sky trembled and the earth trembled.
Under a waterfall.
Lie Bing, who was closing his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the sound, felt for a long time, took a few steps, and flew over. The speed was not inferior to Xiaolin.
The two people who collided in the air separated. The flame wings behind Murong Yue actually dimmed a bit, and the oozing red color on Xiaolin's body also disappeared.
After a brief stagnation, there was a flash of silver light, and Xiaolin appeared on the rock she had just rushed out of.
Murong Yue waved her wings gently, stabilized her body in the air, and slowly landed on the rock opposite. It seemed that the collision just now had nothing to do with them.
"Hahaha! Yes!" Xiaolin actually laughed crazily.
Murong Yue did not speak, but looked at her with complicated eyes.
The silver light converged on Xiaolin's hand, and her feet accelerated again, impacting towards Murong Yue.
But Murong Yue waved his hand, and overwhelming pressure swept over him, and the dim light behind him actually became bright again.
Xiaolin's sword intent was so sharp, and she still charged forward, but at a slower speed.
Murong Yue would not wait for her to attack him like this. He put one hand in front of him and a large number of yellow light spots gathered together.
The other hand held that hand, and it gathered into a huge yellow ball of light.
When Xiao Lin was about to reach her, the ball of light turned into a ray and shot Xiao Lin away. Looking from a distance, the entire sky seemed to be divided into two halves by this terrifying beam of light.
But at this moment, a small petal flew in front of Murong Yue. This petal was actually made of ice.
boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and the petals exploded, sending Murong Yue flying back. She quickly closed her wings behind her to defend herself.
Xiaolin was knocked to the ground violently. Murong Yue finally managed to stabilize her body in the air.
Looking closely, her face was completely drained of color. There was a figure floating in front of her.
He has black hair, and the loose hair is actually blowing in the wind. The eyes on his face are a little cloudy, and his face is full of vicissitudes. He is wearing a big cloak, but it looks a little shabby, and he is holding a long sword tightly in his hand.
, the sword is inlaid with a sapphire.
Murong Yue covered her mouth, and there was a faint mist in her eyes.
"I...are here!" Lie Bing in front of him said with difficulty.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't think that way at the beginning, but..."
Lie Bing raised his hand to signal her to stop talking.
"I never thought about anything, I just hope you can be happy..."
Tears could not help but flow slowly from Murong Yue's face.
Lie Bing took a long breath and said with difficulty: "Should I call you Na'er? Or Murong Yue?"
Murong Yue turned her head away, tears still flowing down her face.
"We can't go back..." Murong Yue said sadly.
Lie Bing didn't say anything, he just hung there quietly and looked at her.
Murong Yue turned around, facing away from him.
Lie Bing suddenly raised his hand, wanting to say something, but he hesitated and lowered his hand: "Is he okay?"
"Very good..." After leaving these words, she waved the wings behind her hard and flew into the distance.
Lie Bing was suspended there sluggishly, biting his lips tightly.
"Xiao Bing!" A dissatisfied voice sounded from behind him.
Lie Bing raised his head and looked high into the sky.
Say: "things..."
He accelerated his steps and left at high speed.
"Human beings..." The voice echoed in the air.
Xiaolin also shed tears sadly. At this time, she did not have any majesty of the Holy Spirit, only the pain of a woman who lost her beloved. She was so soft that she fell from the air and leaned on the high rock.
Murong Yue was moving at high speed, tears streaked down her face unconsciously, but the huge wings behind her were still waving vigorously.