Leng Ning was indifferent to the person who was about to die in front of her and looked back. She cast a spell to restore Shui Miaomiao's snowflake chair to a higher level. She tried her best to stay safe and avoid danger. This was the most important thing in her heart.
She spotted Shui Miaomiao at a glance on the top of the snowy mountain. The red color in the snowfield was too dazzling. Even if only one eye was exposed, she could recognize him at a glance. He was the person she had been thinking about and dreaming about for ten years. At this point, her eyes could only hold Shui Miaomiao.
The avalanche came with her. She didn't care about other people's lives, she just thought they were in the way and causing her a lot of trouble for no reason, so it was best for everyone except Shui Miaomiao to be buried in the deep snow, which would be clean.
The moment Leng Ningchi looked back and raised his eyes, the gazing Shui Miaomiao instantly threw away the worries in his heart. Those eyes were bright, delicate and flawless, which could not be described in words. Looking at them was like enjoying the breeze of summer and the eyes of winter. The warm sun is always so beautiful and can make people forget their worries.
It doesn't matter whether she is a goddess, a concubine, or a snowflake, we all met her for the first time that year, with a clear and frank attitude and a hint of uneasiness.
Shui Miaomiao's bright smile was a determined response. Leng Ningmo's eyes moved slightly, and there was a subtle smile under the veil.
The blade that fell down in front of him was really in the way. A few strands of black hair were chopped off, and Leng Ningchi leaned back and kicked him out.
Her hands danced and she retracted the ribbon around Shui Miaomiao's waist. The ribbon became thinner and turned out to be the white jade hairband that Shui Miaomiao had given her. It automatically picked up the black hair that Leng Ningchi was wearing. It showed her killing power cleanly and swung her sword to meet him. .
Shui Miaomiao was holding the hanging wire of the Snowflake Chair. She was a little afraid of heights when she was suspended high in the sky without a white jade hairband as a safety belt.
She looked down nervously and rubbed her eyes helplessly. The figures fighting below were so fast that she couldn't even see clearly. She was so anxious and exhausted.
She wished she could jump down to help, but the hands she stretched out were sore from being pinched by the wind. Shui Miaomiao's cultivation, which had never even experienced a catastrophe, was really difficult to withstand the coldness and murderous energy of this place.
Staying quietly in the hanging chair, it's time to help Leng Ningchi.
Shui Miaomiao looked up at the sky and wondered, each of her friends was growing up, and the widening gap made people nervous. Should she stop being stubborn and hesitant to move forward?
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but the wind blows and the white clouds in the sky gradually turn black. The gathering dark clouds seem to form a proud smile, and thunder and lightning are brewing in it. This is your wish to throw yourself into a trap, and it is just a helpful sky. .
Shui Miaomiao lowered his head in fear and covered his heart. He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe in. There was that sudden and breathless pain in his heart.
The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind again, and the falling snowflakes became much larger.
After recovering, Shui Miaomiao glanced at the wound on his hand. The blood and wound that he had not paid attention to had long been frozen in this cold weather. He obviously couldn't feel the pain. What was the reason for the inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart?
With no clue about everything, Shui Miaomiao took off the bright red dusty silk and held it in his hand, focusing on the bottom, ready to contribute at any time.
Although Leng Ning Chi's posture was nimble and agile, and he seemed to be able to predict all the opponent's moves and gain the upper hand step by step, Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but worry.
Something feels wrong. Where did this masked man come from? Inside the lake? What is that huge black shadow wandering in the lake? This person seemed to have expected that Leng Ningchi would appear and had been lurking here.
Shui Miaomiao squinted her eyes. It was a bit difficult to see at five o'clock even at a height of 10,000 feet. Is there a smaller shadow next to the black shadow?
Why does it feel like a human figure?
Shui Miaomiao was shocked. He heard that the beasts were all gathered on the ice, and they rushed after being disturbed by them. The beasts could not have gathered on the ice for no reason. Are they fighting for something or protecting something?
Since he and others are the bait to attract the beasts, there must be something that the masked man wants, that is, under the ice.
Why is Leng Ningchi here? Maybe it's also because of what's under the ice, so is the person who's been waiting for a long time delaying and stopping Leng Ningchi?
Leng Ningchi seemed to have something in mind, and stopped chasing him. He swung his sword and shattered the man's mask. Under the mask were ugly and frightening scars.
Shui Miaomiao took a breath. The scar was so large that it almost occupied her entire face. It hurt just to look at it. She could vaguely feel that something had been carved and then all painted over for unknown reasons?
Leng Ningchi's expression was calm and unfazed, but it was a pity that the sword could not strike an inch or two further, and it would have been her neck that was broken.
The man didn't expect Leng Ningchi's move at all. He was stunned. Leng Ningchi raced against the clock to attack the broken ice.
The sword energy brought by it caused the ice surface to crack again. The black shadow under the lake shook violently, causing a strong shock. The sound of "boom" caused the avalanche that was still galloping to jump to a climax. Thousands of feet high in the sky, Shui Miaomiao felt the shock and subconsciously hugged the rope of the chair.
Wen Renxian and Doctor Liayan were still pressed in the snow, Shui Miaomiao suddenly remembered.
Sharp objects were condensed in the water under the lake, surrounding Leng Ningchi from all directions. The masked man came back to his senses due to the loud noise, and threw the blade in his hand at Leng Ningchi's back.
For a moment, she didn't know who to worry about first. The bright red dusty silk dropped down and knocked the blade away. Shui Miaomiao breathed a nervous sigh of relief.
Leng Ningchi swept away the sharp objects with a wave of his sleeves. The masked man jumped back to avoid them, recalled the blade, and continued his fierce attacks towards Leng Ningchi. The situation was completely opposite to the situation just now.
"The Lord's order is just to stop me. After all, I still want you to explore the way. If you are so ignorant of current affairs, you will only see some blood."
"You don't know what is good!" Leng Ning Chi showed annoyance, and her retaliate became more fierce and merciless. She had stayed in the snowfield for more than ten years, only running for one thing, and her success was about to go astray, wasting her for no reason. For a lot of time, she didn't investigate, so she didn't care. She thought they were just greedy people and would disperse when she found out that there was no profit from them.
But she vaguely noticed that there was a lingering force that seemed to be competing with her. From the initial temptation to the current blatantness, since people were jumping in front of her this time, she wanted to stay alive and ask questions on a whim.
She really didn't understand the benefits of getting involved in this matter. She tried her best to feel the same, his loneliness and pain were so similar to her own, and she didn't want to experience it again. She had Miaomiao, and Chengxian-Jun was better than him. The ones in the book were even better. She accepted her fate in this life and wanted to be a messenger to save others, but she took it as a rebellion and came to lick and heal her own wounds... But someone wanted to destroy everything, and she should be damned!
Shui Miaomiao peeled off the wound in her hand, squeezed out the blood and turned it into thin threads, and sneaked into the ice lake silently. The chill spread all over her body, and she couldn't help but shiver. However, she soon wrapped herself around her target, and with all her strength, she Pulling, the person in the lake was ruthlessly pulled out of the lake by her. She also wore a mask that covered her entire face and her expression could not be seen, but she must be very confused.
The person was pulled out of the water, half-breathed, and then a huge wave followed and all the ice broke. She was like a bait, and Shui Miaomiao was the one holding the pole. A huge black shadow under the lake jumped out and opened following the broken ice. That big mouth like a black hole.
Oh my god!
What a big fat-headed fish!
