The vast area is full of snow peaks that are rising straight into the sky, as if they are breaking through the sky and supporting the sky and the earth.
There are only white snow and ice that reflects the blue sky.
Under the snow peaks, the ice is winding and the ice is floating. The heavy snow in the sky falls into the ice and turns into ice water.
Above the snow peak, a black figure was faintly seen, standing in front of the snow. It was the only guest and the only color.
A black robe with gold wire edges, a black cloak with a flying horn, like a king coming to the world.
The long red hair was scattered down, fluttering in the wind, like bloodshot, and evil spirits.
The long eyebrows are coming into the temples, the phoenix eyes are deep and the bloody pupils are like cold rubies, without any temperature, as cold as this, so attractive.
The blood-crying lips seemed to overflow with blood, the ultimate bright redness, cold and thin, charming people's hearts.
On the snow-white and flawless left face, an extreme red lotus bloomed, as if it was outlined by blood, as if it grew out of the skin, natural, bright red like blood, shocking.
He is arrogant and independent of the world. There is an indelible ice between his eyebrows and the innate power of a king. He is arrogant and I am the only one who is the only one.
The snow peaks under their feet seemed to be bowing down and looking up at the guests on the top of the snow peak.
The black robe sleeves waved and floated away, like golden scales coming out of the pond, soaring in the sky, shining brightly in the prosperous era.
In an instant, the snow peak under my feet broke and collapsed with a loud bang, and the land collapsed.
The rocks and ice and snow on the snow peak fell into the glacier, and the river surging, causing thousands of waves.
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In the snow-capped mountains, there is no end to see.
The globe seemed to be right in front of you, but how it approached forward was still the distance that was not far or near, as if it could not be reached.
In the vast snow, two figures were vaguely seen wandering, as if they could never reach the mysterious top.
He was wearing a black cloak, with a few cold snowflakes on his shoulders, as cold as his breath, slender, slightly thinly dressed, and stared into the distance with silent eyes.
The other man was wearing a snow-colored cloak. If it weren't for his ink-like hair, he would have almost merged with the snow and ice. He was as gentle as jade, as faint as water, and his eyes, which were as clear as spring, were also staring into the distance.
Both of them were handsome boys back then, but now they have grown taller, comparable to each other, and have grown into handsome men, each with their own strengths.
Today, six years later, we happened to meet each other and we all came to find someone.
"Will the Qiongying see the snow scene?"
"I don't know, my master used to go to the snow peak." As for what she was looking at, he didn't know.
"Did she go alone?"
"I don't know, but sometimes she will take Qingjun with her." Then sometimes he doesn't need to follow her.
"Ye Chen, why tell me?" Feng Feili asked inexplicably. Ye Chen was a taciturn person, and it was even more impossible to tell others about her.
Ye Chen said nothing, probably what she hoped, she would let Feng Feili know, she was very unusual about Feng Feili.
"It seems to be still in place." Feng Feili was a little disappointed. The snow peak was right in front of him, but no matter how close he got, it was the same distance.
"Maybe it can't go." Ye Chen was sad. If she were there, maybe she could go.
Having said that, my steps did not stop and kept heading towards the top of the sacred.
Suddenly, a black silhouette was above the slightly higher snow hill.
She wore a black cloak, her ink hair was like a waterfall, her hair was tied with her hair, and she was scattered down her shoulders, her skin was better than snow, her lips were weeping blood, and the ice between her eyebrows was even colder than the snow.