As winter comes, snowflakes arrive as scheduled, swelling, coating the earth with a vast white layer.

The snow accumulated for several days has been more than a foot thick, and the flawless white flying pieces are like the wings of a withered angel, beautiful and sad.

A figure sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, covered with a layer of snowflakes, dyeing the long hair that was casually scattered on its shoulders into white, blending into the vast world. The white figure was silent, holding a child in the right hand, froze in the air, and never falling for a long time.

Although the white figure was covered with a layer of white hair, looking at his face, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. His sword eyebrows flew into his temples with a soft curve, revealing sharpness, and his eyes were clear, reflecting the ancient chessboard placed on the front of him. The black and white chess pieces shone with a faint light, like a galaxy, intertwining a bit of mystery, making the young man's eyes look hazy.

The ancient chessboard in front of the young man did not have any stunning light, nor did it show any earth-shaking strangeness. The Taoist rhyme also seemed to be there and not, but it seemed to be just the most ordinary ordinary chessboard. However, the young man was covered with a layer of snow, and the ancient chessboard was clean and there was no snowflake falling.

The black and white on the chessboard are intertwined, just like the flow of yin and yang, which leads to various mystery, obscure and difficult to understand, and has a lot of atmospheres.

The young man's eyes flashed, but his eyes gradually returned to calm, and the aura on his body became more and more ethereal, as if he had completely merged into the world and turned into a snowflake.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the silent white vast world, and the snowflakes fluttered even more quickly. At this moment, they revealed a sharp breath and shot at the young man in white.

Looking around, thousands of snowflakes are like endless flying swords, everywhere.

The young man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, and the light in his eyes was completely shrunk. He glanced at the thousands of flying sharp edges, and a slightly raised curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. He did not get up, but just calmly put away the ancient chessboard in front of him.

And when the flying swords formed by thousands of snowflakes came, a figure of a woman quietly emerged from behind the young man in white.

The woman raised her jade hand lightly, and suddenly, the snow within dozens of feet of the two of them stood up in the air, condensing into small long snow swords, smashing the oncoming snowflakes into powder, and then gathering into a huge long snow sword, breaking through the vastness and slashing it down with one sword.

As the snow-white within a radius of dozens of feet was cleaned up, a figure in a white hooded shirt appeared. Looking at the ice and snow sword slashed through the air, I seemed to be at a loss. When the sword was cut, I realized that a silver spear in my hand was blocking my body.

"Clang~"

With a sound, the long sword formed by ice and snow dissipated, but the figure holding a silver spear was not feeling good. It was slashed out by a sword and fell into the snow in the distance.

As soon as she got up, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and an unparalleled sharp aura locked her tightly, making her feel a fatal sense of danger.

Feeling the sharp sword energy coming from my face, looking at the long sword that was getting closer and closer in my pupils, and the beautiful and cold eyes behind the sword, a girl's voice with a faint crying voice broke the silence.

"Second brother, it's me, stop, stop! Yes... I... Qingxuan..."

Xue Qingxuan screamed and couldn't help but blocked her eyes with her hands.

"Okay, Luo Shuang, don't scare her."

At this time, a faint laugh sounded in front of him, and in an instant, everything returned to peace. In front of him, the young man in white pressed his finger against the tip of the sword, turned around and looked at Xue Qingxuan, and smiled, his handsome face was extremely beautiful.

"What? Isn't you going to get up yet? Is it planning to let my second brother hold you up?" The young man smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Go away, second brother, you are too much, don't bother to pay attention to you, hum!" Xue Qingxuan slapped her hand in front of her and said angrily. While speaking, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the stunning figure standing quietly behind the young man who seemed deserted.

Xue Qinghan shook her head helplessly, looked at the girl in front of her, with a hint of doting in her eyes, and rubbed the girl's head: "Yes, yes, the second brother is wrong, the eldest lady is a lot of adults, so I forgive my second brother. Second brother promises, will it not happen next time, okay?"

"Hmph! You have to keep your word, otherwise..." The girl stood up, stared at Xue Qinghan, and raised her fist as threateningly.

"Just count, count, second brother absolutely counts when he speaks." Xue Qinghan diligently helped the girl take off the snow stains stained on her body and said with a smile.

"Luo Shuang, you go back first, I'll accompany Qingxuan for a walk." Xue Qinghan turned his head and said to An Jing's figure standing not far away.

"Yes, young master."

The woman responded lightly, and then saw a white afterimage disappearing into the white.

The brother and sister were strolling among the flying snowflakes. Xue Qinghan emitted a faint spiritual power fluctuation, forming a spiritual power barrier around him and Xue Qingxuan, blocking the snowflakes outside.

Looking at the girl shaking her waist-length ponytail beside her, Xue Qinghan had a smile on her lips: "You can't sneak out again without hiding it from the third aunt, right?"

"No, I just told my mother that I miss my second brother, and I came to play with me..." Xue Qingxuan looked to the side, avoided Xue Qinghan's gaze, and said in a low voice.

Looking at the girl's dodging appearance, Xue Qinghan didn't understand, and she was a little helpless.

"Second brother, when will you go back? Dad and my mother miss you very much, and often talk about you. Let me tell you, once..." As if she understood that her lies were completely seen through, Xue Qingxuan hurriedly changed the topic.

Xue Qinghan just smiled slightly and did not expose it. However, he would not argue about the person who was called father who said that Xue Qingxuan would miss her.

When did you go back? Xue Qinghan never thought about this question. Sometimes, Xue Qinghan himself couldn't help asking himself, is there any concern for the prominent Xuewang Mansion? Well, there are still some, but it's not the father of Xuewang, but the half-sister next to him who was close to him since childhood.

Ordinary people often say that the family of heaven is ruthless, but not just the family of heaven is ruthless. My mother left early, and that father has met only a few times in the past ten or twenty years. No matter how thick the blood is than water, it will become as light as water after time is infinitely diluted.

And Xue Qinghan cared about some things very much and had always had grudges.

Besides, why are you going back to that place? Apart from this little sister, the other two half-brothers are not as simple as Xue Qingxuan. The smell of fireworks hidden under the smile of family affection is very boring.

Xue Qinghan was not very interested in the position of the King of Snow. He always felt that how could a successor who was restricted everywhere be as happy as a pioneer? What is there to fight for when a piece of steamed bun that predecessors chewed the rest of the buns.

"Second brother, have you broken through to the Taoist God Realm?" Xue Qingxuan asked curiously as if she had remembered something.

"It's not that easy, it's still a little bit short." Xue Qinghan shook his head.

"It's a little bit? That means it's almost done, right?" Xue Qingxuan's voice was filled with joy. "I just showed off my cultivation in front of me not long ago. In order to say something, I can enter the Taoist God Realm immediately. Second brother, you must break through faster than him. At that time...hehehe..."

"Your brother will be angry to death when he finds out."

"Tsk, who cares about him? He actually showed off in front of me. He was so stinky that he should be defeated. His face must have been very wonderful at that time." As he said that, two dimples appeared on the corner of Xue Qingxuan's mouth, and his eyes were crescent.

Xue Qingxuan's brother is different from Xue Qinghan. He is the brother of her parents. Xue Qingying, the third son of the Xue Prince's Mansion, who is only a few months younger than Xue Qinghan. I think that guy knows that his sister hopes that he will be even more depressed.

The practice begins by guiding spiritual energy into the body, attracting spiritual realm, connecting the mysterious realm, soul-casting realm, open source realm, and Taoist God realm return to the same realm... Xue Qinghan is now in the open source realm, casting Taoist platform to offer Taoist God.

With his age, such cultivation is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people. But think about the second son of the Snow King, one of the four kings of the Northern Wilderness Empire, the Snow King's Mansion has a rich cultivation resources. Compared with ordinary people, the conditions for cultivation are naturally unparalleled, not to mention that the talent once shocked the entire Snow King's Mansion. It took nearly ten years of practice outside, and it was gradually forgotten.

"Speaking of it, why are you coming back suddenly? I had to go to Taixuan Sect to find you before, but I have never seen you come back."

"I felt bored after staying in Taixuan Sect for a long time, so I came back and take a look." Xue Qinghan replied, with slight ripples in his eyes, but they disappeared in an instant, and Xue Qingxuan never noticed it.

Moreover, Xue Qinghan has come back every year, but she is not coming back to meet anyone, but just coming back to see the tomb.

"Second brother, the snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier. Why don't we go back?"

Xue Qinghan looked at the sky and nodded: "Then let's go back. I'll go back to the Xue Prince's Mansion in two days. You will go back with me then, but don't run around anymore."

"I understand, I'm not a child, can I get lost?"

"It's not that I've never been lost..."

"Is there any? Second brother, you can't wrongly accuse me."

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At night, the snowflakes still stopped, which made the whole world look particularly clean, with only the rustling sound of the snowflakes falling, and everything was silent.

Xue Qinghan stood under the eaves, reached out to catch the crystal clearness, her eyes were filled with a hazy feeling like starlight, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Not far behind Xue Qinghan, a figure stood there quietly, with soft black hair hanging down, and the white dress spotlessly. A pair of cold eyes looked at the handsome young man in white under the eaves, and then at the snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Chapter completed!