Ice Fantasy Chapter 8: Snow Country (3)

The day when I left Renxuecheng and started walking towards the Magic Snow Mountain was just the beginning of winter. In the winter in Renxuecheng, the snow fell for ten years. I stood at the gate of Renxue City, looking at the majestic city wall without speaking. I don't want to believe that such a great empire is just a toy palace manipulated and played with. But the inner fear gripped my heart deeply.

I saw Luna for the first time, the person Xing Jiu mentioned repeatedly, her face seemed to be carved out of ice, she was cold and expressionless. Her left hand was faintly shining, and I knew it was the weapon she used to kill people, moonlight. That kind of light will transform into a sharp light blade in the hands of the moon god, sharper than the sharpest ice skates. Her hair is very long, and it is slightly blue like Li Luo, and I suddenly feel very familiar. But Xing Jiu told me that the impure hair color of Liluo and Yueshen are two completely different situations. Liluo is because of the impure blood, while Luna is because of the incomplete magic, because the magic she learned since she was a child is the black witchcraft of assassination, so she changed her hair that should have been pure white. In another sense, this kind of her is much scarier than an illusion user with pure and unblemished hair.

She was wearing a floor-length light blue robe. When I saw her, she was leaning on the two towering cherry blossom trees at the gate of the city. Those two trees were enchanted by the father, and they can grow upwards without limit, approaching Tianyu. After hundreds of years of growth, they have covered a vast expanse of the sky. Luna looked up at the sky, and the light blue sky light fell from above and melted into her crystal pupils.

Liao Jian, I saw him at the Renxuecheng Centennial Ceremony before, when he was still a child, and I was also a child. Father asked Liao Jian to come out and compete with me in illusion, because he is the son of Liao Que, the guardian of the East. At that time, I remembered this child with sharp eyes and a stubborn personality. When he was defeated by me on the ground, he still gritted his teeth and looked at me unwillingly. Father Huang said to Liao Que, your child will definitely be a good oriental protector in the future. But now, a hundred years have passed away like a cloud of smoke, and that stubborn child is standing in front of me now, with a straight face, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and silver-white hair **** with black ropes, flying in the wind. He said: Wang, I will do my best to protect you.

Huang Tuo is 300 years older than me, and his face no longer has the unruly and surly look of a teenager, but has a settled calmness and calmness. He was wearing an all-black robe, with a black headband on his head, and his silver-white hair looked so pure against the black background. He crossed his hands in front of his chest, bent down to me, and said nothing, but a transparent ball suspended in the air had formed on his hand, and I knew it was the protective barrier in white magic. He knelt down, raised his left hand in front of me, and said: King, as long as I don't die, this barrier will not be broken, and if this barrier is not broken, no one can hurt you. I looked at him, in his eyes there seemed to be infinite winds and clouds gathering and dispersing and closing again, changing rapidly. That kind of brilliance is unmatched by young people like me and Liao Jian.

Pian Feng and Chao Ya stood quietly at the farthest distance, their robes were blown by the wind, flying like the most beautiful picture. The young Pianfeng and the overwhelmed Chaoya, their smiles spread out like poplar flowers, Chaoya threw off his long sleeves like clouds, and raised the petals of cherry blossoms on the ground, Pianfeng stretched out his left palm and moved I moved my ring finger and index finger, and then suddenly a gust of wind came through the air, rolling those petals and flying to me, and they fell at my feet like snow.

I know that they are the most powerful people in Renxue City. I told them everything about Huanxue Shenshan, and I didn't want to hide anything from them. When I finished my last word, they all knelt in front of me, and they swore oaths to me in silence.

Xing Gui was lying in Liao Jian's arms, I saw her smile at me, and from her eyes, I saw her saying to me: King, don't be afraid.

I said to Xing Jiu who came to see us off: Xing Jiu, is there anything else you want to tell me? Wang, the magic snow mountain is a cruel world, please don't trust anyone in it, and those extremely powerful illusions in the mountain cannot be taught but can only be inherited. Can't be taught but inherited? What's the meaning? In other words, if your mother wants to teach you her illusions, then she can no longer use those illusions. Wang, in fact, you should be quite familiar with this kind of inheritance. Have you forgotten the spiritual power Shi left on you? Shi's long hair is another kind of inheritance with the same essence.

Then can you tell me something about Yuan Ji? No, Wang, not even my sister. Every time we do astrology for Yuan Ji, the sky will suddenly become chaotic, and everything about Yuan Ji can only be explored by Wang himself. Then have you performed astrology for my move into the Magic Snow Mountain this time?

It has been done. How is the result?

Xing Jiu raised his head, looked at me and said: Wang, sometimes fate can be changed, just like the legend that the greatest astrologer can manipulate the trajectory of the stars to change the fate. Sometimes death is the greatest resurrection.

Xing Jiu, I don't understand. Wang, I actually don’t know. Originally, if the astrology completely showed a dead end and a dead end, I would think it was natural, but there is life buried everywhere in the whole astrology, but behind every life is a door of death. Wang, everything depends on you, you are the greatest illusionist in our empire, please bless my sister and everyone. Xing Jiu knelt down, crossed his hands in front of his chest and said to me.

I nodded to him, walked over and hugged him on the shoulder, I said: Don't worry, I will treat Xinggui like I'm about to be released.

When we had walked a long way, I looked back at my empire. I once gave up my freedom and sacrificed Shi and Li Luo for my empire. Xing Jiu was still standing at the gate of the city, I saw his phantom robe fluttering in the wind.

He turned into a solidified black spot in the heavy snow. The long winter has begun again.

Xing Gui was indeed very weak, she didn't even have the strength to walk, she lay in Liao Jian's arms most of the day, she seemed to be asleep. Even when the wind and snow were a little bit stronger, Huang Tuo had to open the barrier to protect her. It's just that when danger comes, she will suddenly open her eyes and tell us how to avoid it. The spiritual power of Xing Gui is really extraordinary, she doesn't even need to use the astrology stick to perform astrology to know the danger is coming. For her, this is more like an innate instinct than an acquired illusion.

For example, when we entered the holy mountain, Xinggui suddenly told us to turn left and hide behind the huge trees, and then we saw a few palace ladies walking slowly on our right, with long hair dragging to the ground. Another time, we walked into a valley, and when we got to the middle, Xinggui suddenly struggled and shouted for us to retreat. When Luna was the last one to exit the valley, the heavy snow on the top of the mountain suddenly collapsed, and the entire valley was buried. Amidst the crashing sound of the collapse, Xing Gui's rapid breathing seemed so weak, as if it was about to break. She is really like a crystal butterfly, unable to withstand any wind and snow.

When we were about to enter the palace of Huanxueshen Mountain, we almost ran into Lian Ji, if Xing Gui hadn't told us to stop, we would have bumped into her. When we stopped, Lian Ji walked slowly not far in front of us. She stopped for a moment and turned to look at us, so a gust of wind summoned a gust of wind, and the heavy snow on the ground was rolled up, covering the The sakura grove where we hid.

There are precious medicinal herbs and deadly poisons growing everywhere in the Magic Snow Mountain. Huang Tuo always tells us which herbs can detoxify and which ones must be avoided. When Chao Ya once saw a clean and small flower that he wanted to pick, Huang Tuo told us that the name of that flower was Entropy Demon, and the poison made from it was a slow poison that could hardly be noticed by people, but when After accumulating a certain amount and time, at a certain moment, those toxins permeating the whole body will gather together and rush to the top of the head suddenly, becoming an irreversible poison. When Huang Tuo talked about these herbs, his eyes were gentle and quiet, as if he was talking about his most beloved person.

Moon God interjected softly and said: We often use this kind of poison in assassinations.

On the thirteenth day after entering Huanxueshen Mountain, we finally reached the central entrance of Huanxueshenshan. It is ridiculous that the words "Blade Snow City" are actually written on the magnificent city gate.

I have imagined the mystery and prosperity of this empire thousands of times, but when I walked in, I didn't see a single person. , every street is exactly the same. But the desolate place is covered with a thick layer of white snow, and a long street leads straight to the distance where there is no end in sight.

Xing Gui said softly: Wang, at the end of the long street, you will see Feng Tian. Feng Tian? Is that the high priest? I walked up to Liao Jian, bent down to look at Xing Gui, and asked her: Is it possible for me to beat Feng Tian? Xing Gui's eyes were closed but not opened, but I could see the tears hidden in her eyes. His expression was one of despair never seen before. I stroked her hair and said to her softly: Xing Gui, don't worry about me, I know it may be difficult to defeat her, but I will do my best to protect you. Xing Gui shook her head, tears streaming down her face, she said: Wang, it's not like this, I'm not crying because of this.

The hurricane that swept across the sky seemed to surge out of a wormhole in the universe suddenly. The heavy snow on the ground was suddenly rolled up, just like when Li Luo first appeared in front of me, when the snow fell, I saw the legendary high priest. Feng Tian. I finally understood why Xing Gui's expression was so sad.

Because at the end of the long street, I saw a face that I was very familiar with and depended on, my mother-in-law.

If it is someone else, I can use the illusion of the fire tribe to assassinate them, because no one will be defensive against my right hand, but my mother-in-law is already familiar with my illusion of the fire tribe, and I have no confidence in the illusion of the ice tribe. Beat my mother-in-law.

This is a lost battle.

The mother-in-law looked at me with a kind smile and said: Ka Suo, when you were born, I read the stars for you, knowing that one day, we will appear in positions where we are hostile to each other. It seems that fate still follows it. Moving forward on the set trajectory.

The heavy snow still hasn't stopped. The whistling wind blew past my ears quickly. The empty city looks desolate and sad in the endless snow.

——Ca Suo, my child, walk along this street until you reach the palace of the Eastern Dharma Protector Mie Tian Bai Hu. The name of the Eastern Protector is Qingren.

Looking at my mother-in-law's hair, which is shorter than the little boy in his teens, I was so choked up in my throat that I couldn't speak. My mother-in-law has already adopted all her spiritual power to me. I looked at the long hair hovering on the ground and then at my mother-in-law. The snowflakes from the sky kept falling and landed on her shoulders. I walked over and hugged my mother-in-law. , to prop up the barrier for her. Now a very small wizard can make the mother-in-law helpless. I hugged my mother-in-law and cried sadly like a child.

When I said goodbye to my mother-in-law, my mother-in-law held my hand tightly. I felt the old and rough skin on my mother-in-law's hand. She held it so tightly that my hand felt like a needle. . I know how much my mother-in-law cares about me.

I brought the spiritual power of my mother-in-law and Shi, and the voice of my mother-in-law came faintly from behind, she said: Wang, in Renxue City, you don't trust anyone, and you don't need to be fair to anyone, the winner Be the king, the loser is the bandit.

When standing in front of the Mietian White Tiger Temple, Liao Jian suddenly said to me: "My lord, do you know that my father, who is your father's protector of the East, Liao Que, was very strict with me since I was a child. In my eyes, I must become a person who stands upright. I have learned fighting, strength, and fighting since I was a child. Many times I passed out in the snow because of the intensity of the practice. Every time I woke up, I would lie next to the warm stove, surrounded by the scent of firewood and a bowl of hot soup. Although my father never told me but I know he carried me back to my room. Although his face is always very severe, but I know he cares for me. So I swore from childhood that I would become the best oriental protector. But before I became an adult, my father died and was killed by the fire elves in a holy war. My father wants me to be the best **** of war, and I hope I can do it too.

Liao Jian, what are you trying to tell me? Wang, I wish I could deal with Qingren. Liao Jian, I know you are very powerful, but... Wang, please let me try. Liao Jian knelt down in front of me.

Looking at his firm face, I have no way to refuse. I don't know whether I am pushing him to the sanctuary of honor or the abyss of death with my own hands.

I was surprised when I saw Qing Ren, I thought Qing Ren was a burly and rough man like Liao Jian's father, Liao Que. But no, the moment I saw Qing Ren, I almost thought I saw my younger brother Ying Kong Shi. They all have exquisite facial features and deep outlines, long hair flowing like the wind, and they are so beautiful that they cannot eat fireworks. There was a bright scar between his brows, like a knife blade, the color of pale ivory. I know that it is a manifestation of spiritual power gathering, just like there is a trace of cherry blossoms between Ying Kongshi's eyebrows, there is a lightning bolt between my eyebrows, there is a moonlight between the eyebrows of Luna, and there is a hexagram between the eyebrows of Xinggui.

Qing Ren's hair fell down meekly, his eyes drifted away and drifted away, and his smile was innocent and evil. I don't know how such an appearance hides the power to be an oriental protector.

Qing Ren sat on his throne, smiled and said to me: You are the king of that ridiculous castle, Ka Suo?

I nodded, secretly accumulating strength in my hands. He was still laughing, some hair falling from the top of his head and falling in front of his eyes. He said: Come on together, I don't want to waste time.

I said: It is Liao Chan who wants to kill you, not me. Liao Jian is the real protector of the East. The real oriental protector? Haha, stop laughing at me. Let's go together. I said: Liao Jian will kill you, I will not do it. Luna said: Wang, mother-in-law told you not to pay attention to equality... Luna! This is my decision. I don't want Liao Jian to disappoint his father. Then I heard Liao Jian's footsteps coming up from behind. He said: My name is Liao Chan, the next Dongfang protector in Renxue City. Qing Ren's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and I felt the murderous aura around me. He said: There is only one Renxue City, and that is here; there is only one Dongfang Protector, and that is me. Before Qing Ren finished speaking, Liao Jian suddenly made a move on Qing Ren. But this sneak attack did not pose any threat to him.

I finally know how incredible Qing Ren's power is, Liao Jian can't survive ten rounds under his hands. But Qing Ren was still defeated, and he had been defeated from the very beginning. Because he underestimated me and Liao Chan too much, and believed us too much.

When Liao Jian attacked for the first round, before Qingren touched him, he suddenly bent down and retreated, while I stepped forward quickly, and the most vicious flame-cursing hand knife of the Fire Clan was in my hand. Stab the heart. When Qingren fell down in front of me, his eyes were still wide open. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by someone other than Huanxue Shenshan. When his handsome face was about to dissipate at the end of his life, he still had an expression of disbelief. Liao Jian and I watched him melt into a pool of snow in front of us without speaking.

We never thought that we would defeat Qing Ren so easily. We expected that at least one of Liao Jian and I would be seriously injured. Even Huang Tuo had set up a witch doctor barrier, ready to send us in at any time, but neither of them had a hair. No injuries.

But the scars appear in invisible places, when the setting sun falls on the horizon.