"Whether you... deceive me or pretend to behave, what does it have to do with me?" The elder said again. Every time he said a word, the expression on his face became more relaxed until the sentence was finished. He no longer had the desolation and bitterness that he had just stepped onto the top of the snowy sky.
"..." Xuan Tian looked at him for a while, and finally turned slowly.
"Are you leaving?" The elder looked at her graceful back, but his tone revealed a charm that was indescribable.
Xuan Tian** turned around, with only a cold feeling all over her body, but when she heard the Great Elder's inquiry... she couldn't help but smile again.
It seemed that every word from the Great Elder would make her want to laugh, even though this smile was so cold that there was no human touch.[
"...just like you did ninety-seven years ago?" The elder smiled when he saw her pursing his lips, but said word by word.
"I won't kill you today, do you know why?" Xuan Tian** asked slowly.
"It's because someone has seen through your identity!" The Great Elder said the answer directly without even turning his mind.
"Oh? Even if someone knows my identity, so what? If I want to kill you, I can still kill you!" Xuan Tian**'s beautiful eyes shining brightly, but the elder did not have the heart to appreciate this beauty. .
"You don't want to tell me that you are still thinking about old love, are you?" The elder tugged gently at the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and then smiled with a self-deprecating smile.
He really figured it out and let it go.
"You actually guessed it!" Xuan Tian** looked surprised, and cooperated with her slender hands to cover her cherry lips to express her surprise.
"...But why do I feel that when I am leaving, you always feel reluctant to leave?" Xuan Tian** said with some fun when he saw that the Great Elder was not moved at all.
Her expression seemed to have several changes. Whether it was her chirping coldness or her charming tenderness, she could change at will, and there was no point in being stiff.
"Maybe." The elder did not deny it.
"But what I can't bear to leave... is the ** from 97 years ago, not you, nor Luo Lingzhao and Liu Nishang!"
After the words were finished, the Great Elder ignored Xuan Tian's slightly stiff expression and turned his back to his back.
So under Xuantian's gaze, the white snow all over the sky dyed the Great Elder's blue shirt white little by little.
"You go!" I don't know how long I have been watching, but Xuan Tian finally heard such a hoarse voice, but it seemed to contain all the sadness and silence.
When the Great Elder said this, he did not turn around at all, so Xuan Tian could only stare at the back that was still straight, although he was a little hunched.
"...I don't know when I will see you again..."
Xuan Tian sighed slightly, raised his right hand slightly, Su Xue Nishang's long sleeve swung through the air, slowly landing behind him, and then took a step forward, as if he was about to plunge into the stars. Among them.
"Then...Murong Xue, take care of yourself!"
The Great Elder seemed to have never heard of it.[
It was not until the beautiful figure was rippling, as if it was about to disappear, that he spoke a sentence in a deep voice, and then walked step by step towards the foot of the snow-capped mountain.
The world was originally separated by two.
What's more, there is a high snow sky.
But if there is a love, even if it is ninety-seven years, it will eventually meet. This time the meeting is a bit sad, a little bit astringent, and a little bit inexplicable.
But the elder finally waited for 97 years... But he thought he could wait for what he wanted, but unexpectedly... he only waited for a bitter rain and a gust of wind.
Sometimes the warm fragrance and soft jade come into my arms, and maybe I hold on to the murderous intent. Sometimes the faint fragrance may not necessarily be the blooming plum blossoms in the past.
"I don't hate you because hatred will make me remember you. I don't love you either, because I figured it out."
"I will take care of you... Actually, you don't need to do it today. You don't need to do it either."
"It is better not to miss it if you don't hate it. Since you have loved it, you will never see it."
After the great elder left for a while, Xuan Tian**'s figure appeared again from somewhere, and she was already covered in tears.
The indifference and sternness on his face, the various auras that were thousands of miles away on his body disappeared in this moment.
She murmured the last sixteen words left in the Great Elder's words countless times. After every time she recited them, the tears in her eyes broke down.
"I just think I don't see you... Murong Xue, you are so cruel!"
Xuantian slowly squatted on the ground, holding his knees and sobbing. My pity was enough to make anyone with a heart of iron.
After a long time, she finally stood up. The tears on her face had already been dried up. The only traces she had cried for a long time were her beautiful red eyes.
"...Do you really know the truth about everything?" Xuan Tian** looked at the top of the snow sky in a daze, and finally murmured with self-deprecatingness.
"If I want to kill you... even if you say those things, how can you control my decision?"
"If I'm lying to you from beginning to end, why do you risk... to the Tianyuan World to see you ninety-seven years later?"
Xuantian** muttered to himself for a while, but every sentence was a bit strange. When she finished muttering to herself, she finally looked around nostalgically, and then... turned into a light smoke.
, Niao Niao dissipated into the entire Tianyuan World.
It took me a long time before an extremely hoarse cough sounded.
"Ahem..."
The figure of the Great Elder slowly walked up from under the snowy sky wall again. There was no more blood on his face.
The wind on the top of the mountain is already bone-bone, and the wind on the mountain wall is even more deadly and soul-breaking wind. If it were the past and his cultivation level was still there, he would not have put the cold wind on the bone-bone
In his eyes, but now... he has lost all his cultivation after all.
The sword heart is just the sword heart after all. It can break through 368,000 armor with one sword, and fight with the royal family's half-step Dan realm ancestor... but it cannot resist the bone-black chill.
Before, when he was on the top of the mountain, although there was snow, the awe-inspiring cold wind turned into a breeze under the influence of Xuantian*. Therefore, the Great Elder could stand on the top of the Snow Sky for so long, but now he is forcibly
The body of a surviving candle was subjected to the broken soul wind for half a quarter of an hour on the mountain wall.
The Great Elder also forced himself to suppress his urge to cough and make a sound. After all, he also knew that he was old.
It is normal for an old man to be blown by the cold wind among the mountain walls for so long and get cold.
"She knew I was hiding there...she lied to me..." The Great Elder looked tightly at the place where Xuan Tian** was standing before, as if there was a clever smile, charming, but also cold as ice.
Like a figure.
Although he himself also knew that anyone who survived in the world by relying on a sword intent like him would be able to easily discover it as long as he did not explore it to the extreme.
But the Great Elder still found a very good reason for himself. Xuan Tian**'s previous sobs and murmuring were just deceiving him.
As before.
Just like ninety-seven years ago.
He felt that since he had let go, he should really let go. Even if he couldn't let go, he had to pretend to let go.
He had thought he had really let go, but at this moment... he didn't know whether he had let go or whether he had let go.
"It doesn't matter whether you or not... what's important is... You and I will never see each other again. If you never see each other again, why bother with this..."
"**... Take care..." The elder looked around the top of the snow sky with a daze for a moment, and thought a lot, and finally muttered to himself.
He squatted down, and sobbed like Xuantian**.
Maybe he was able to let go, maybe he really didn't care about Xuantian**. But maybe... sometimes he didn't cry, just because tears were overflowing in his heart.
"I'm Murong Xue!"
"I have a sword in my heart!"
The Great Elder's eyes were as sharp as a needle for a moment.
The moment he turned around, the wind and snow on the top of the snow sky suddenly stopped, until he walked slowly, the suffocating sword intent slowly dissipated.
He is Murong Xue, and he has a sword in his heart.
His heart is full of sword intent, and there is only one way, and we must not lose it! That is, the people!
The Great Elder had walked down from the top of the Snow Sky Dome at some point, and was squinting his wrinkled eyes slightly at the blood-gold marks on the snow sky dome.
The traces have begun to fade slowly, the bright blood color has begun to turn dark, and the dazzling light gold color has a slight black air.
The Great Elder stared at these traces for a long time before slowly taking out a jade seal from his arms.
This jade seal is the imperial seal, the Qingxu Seal! After he obtained the Qingxu Seal, he only took out the imperial energy inside to condense the Nirvana Pill for Shen Yan, and it has not been used.
He thought that the Snow Sky would slowly return to silence, but he expected that the Snow Sky would be so rapid and irreversible.
"The imperial jade seal... is entangled with the luck of the dynasty, and once it is used..." The elder's eyes were full of hesitation, and he was even worried.
He cares about the people, and the people of the dynasty are also the people. Once the fortune of the dynasty is too heavy, the world will be in chaos! Then it will be a disaster for the people. Even if the snow sky is suppressed, he will not forgive himself.
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Not to mention, whether the dynasty luck in the dynasty jade seal can completely suppress the abnormal movements in the snow sky is still unknown.
The Great Elder once thought that the luck of the dynasty could completely calm the Xuetianqiong, but now he is not sure... So although he holds the Qingxu Seal in his hand, he is hesitant.
At this moment, he had already thrown Xuantian to the back of his mind.
"...The abnormal movements in the snow sky are the birth of a demon, or other... they are also not a fixed number!"
"The fortune of the emperor is even more involved in the great Song Dynasty, the good fortune of the people... How should we choose..." The elder's mouth was full of bitterness, and he sighed three times, "It's hard, it's hard!"