Zheng Yu sat on the slope, holding his head with both hands, looking unhappy.
Her hair was simply tied into two braids. The soft black hair was fluffy and hanging on her chest. She looked cute and cute. It doesn't snow very much in Zhennan, so she is dressed quite thickly - a goose-yellow velvet hat on her head, a newly cut rabbit fur coat, and a pink embroidered robe on top. She was wrapped like a plump dumpling. It's no wonder that people who come to pay New Year's greetings love to touch her head and praise her for her cuteness.
When Zheng Chen climbed up the slope, Zheng Yu had already been there for two hours.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!" Zheng Chen held his waist and pretended to be overtired, trying to attract his sister's attention, but Zheng Yu ignored her. She had no choice but to limp up to Zheng Yu and pretend to be pitiful, "Xiaoyu, please help me quickly, is my waist twisted?"
Zheng Yu still refused to speak. Zheng Chen tried her best, but she couldn't make Zheng Yu laugh no matter what. She had no choice but to open her arms and lie down on the slope.
"Forget it, if you don't want to go home, I will lie here with you." Zheng Chen looked at the darkening sky, broke off a blade of grass and held it in his mouth, "I don't want to go back either. A bunch of people Smoking and playing cards there, it was noisy and noisy, and I have never seen so many relatives."
They sat quietly for a while before Zheng Yu spoke under the cover of night: "Sister, am I a useless person?"
Zheng Chen sat up with a "Huo" sound and his eyes widened: "Who said that?! Is it the little bastard named Jia? Just wait, I will beat him into a dog tonight, no! I will go there tonight!"
Zheng Yu shook his head and raised his hand to grab his sister's clothes. She raised her face, looked at the distant shining stars in the sky, and said: "No one said that. Sister, I was just thinking that my mother can make flowers, plants and trees grow, and my father can also use fire to hunt animals, let alone you. .I...my flame can't even scare away a small beast."
As she spoke, she closed her palms together and activated her inner strength. When she opened them, a cluster of pale golden flames quietly shone in her palms.
A gust of winter wind blew on the hillside, and the flames flickered, but did not go out. Zheng Chen looked at the fire and couldn't help laughing.
"I'm not laughing at you, Xiaoyu." She held Zheng Yu's hand with one hand. "Look, this is your flame. You think she is not fierce enough or powerful enough. But for me, this is the most unbearable thing in the cold winter. The missing warmth. Xiaoyu, your flame is gentle, quiet, but endless. This is your strength."
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and a bright red flame suddenly rose in her palm.
"You think my flame is powerful, but I hope to control her power and not hurt the people around me." She looked at Zheng Yu, and Zheng Yu's eyes were also illuminated by the fire. Zheng Chen grinned and said with a smile , "So, Xiaoyu, you come to warm others and unite everyone with the most vital fire. If bad people come, let me come and use my flame to drive them away. You come to warm me, and I will protect you, OK?"
Zheng Yu looked at his sister in the firelight and couldn't help but smile.
"Okay." She raised her hand, "Sister, pull the hook."
Jun Yan's appearance immediately attracted the attention of all parties. People as far away as Qin Tianjian in Langya, Zhongzhou Mountain in Zhennan, Canglangya in Moxi, the nine-story pagoda in Beihai, and as close as Li Fenglong's Yaoyang League and Lu Family Shop, all invariably sensed this tyrannical imperial aura. Even Guan Shan, who was in Anbu, and Shi Song, who had not yet left the cliff, were vaguely aware of some changes.
But at this moment, the one who had the biggest reaction to Jun Yan was Zheng Yan who pulled out Jun Yan.
After hearing Jin Liang mention "sword", Zheng Chen thought of Jun Yan buried here. As for pulling out Jun Yan, it is indeed a dangerous move in military operations.
Jun Yan is Zhi Yang's fire sword. Her skill is fire, so she can naturally use her inner strength to try to awaken Jun Yan. But she didn't have much internal strength, and she had to face powerful enemies like Xu Zhuchen. In a desperate situation, she remembered that her blood had a catalytic effect, so she made a determined effort to try.
She succeeded. At this time, Jun Yan was about to complete his transformation, and Zheng Chen could vaguely see a golden shadow through the golden-red light surrounding the sword body.
Before she could react, the Wei Wang Banner that resided in her mind was the first to make a move.
"Ah! It's my half-"
Dark shadows flew out of her and Xu Zhuchen's mouths, twisting and condensing, and finally tangled into a dark human shape. The dark figure flew towards the golden light in Jun Yan, and was about to merge with the golden light before his eyes.
Zheng Chen pulled out Jun Yan completely, made a prompt decision, and wiped the blood from his wrist on the blade of the sword.
In an instant, she heard a scream that resounded throughout the valley, which was the sound of King Wei's banner. Zheng Chen didn't stop doing anything. She mobilized an inner force and quickly wrapped Jun Yan's sword, completely blocking the way for Wei Wangfan to see the shadow.
"You——! Son of Canglang, we clearly had a contract, how could you, how dare you deceive me——!"
Zheng Chen lost too much blood and was already a little unsteady on his feet. She helped Jun Yan stand up, wiped the vomited blood on her lips, and smiled in the direction of King Wei's banner.
"If you smell it carefully, whose heir am I?"
The screech of King Wei's banner was like the most ferocious bird. She flew around Zheng Chen's body several times and shouted: "Despicable Red Phoenix! You are from the same clan as me, bah! You cunning bird. I see, that’s why you can make the scabbard—damn it, how did you hide it from me!”
Zheng Chen's mind was a little dizzy. She smiled sarcastically and ignored Wei Wangban's roar and curse.
Her plan went pretty well. Use flames to melt the ice and snow and hold back Xu Zhuchen's footsteps. If Jun Yan is born again, Wei Wangban will inevitably leave their bodies. By then, Xu Zhuchen will be able to get rid of Wei Wangban's control.
As for smearing blood on Jun Yan and forcing it to become Jun Yan's scabbard, it was more like an instinctive reaction. She didn't originally want to do something so extreme, but she was indeed afraid of the existence of King Wei Banner, so she took advantage of the trick and took the lead in sealing Jun Yanjian.
Wei Wangban can no longer return to their bodies, and now Jun Yan is sealed. For the "person" in Jun Yan, Wei Wangban can only obey her words.
He used his body as a sheath to seal the artifact, and then buried it. In a daze, Zheng Chen always felt that he had done this kind of thing before.
The divine sword continued to absorb her inner energy. There was some swaying under his feet, and Zheng Chen shook his head to confirm that this was not an illusion, but that the vast ice lake was melting. She raised her head, and the sky in front of her gradually faded away from the darkness of hundreds of years, and the outline of the sun slowly rose from below the horizon.
Let it end like this. An end to two hundred years of polar night, two hundred years of ice, and two hundred years of pursuit.
Ending ten years of memories, ten years of longing, and ten years of disappointment.
As Zheng Chen thought, the melting swamp under his feet stopped shaking. She looked down and saw a line of hard frost extending from the shore to her feet. The white frost and snow concealed a heavy internal force. The trace of snow carved a path through the wall of fire. At the end of the path, there was a figure in white clothes. Snow-like Xu Zhuchen.
White hair like snow, red eyes like fire, and such powerful internal force. God favored her so much and molded all the beauty and strength into one person, turning into Xu Zhuchen in front of her.
Xu Zhuchen stepped on the snowy path. Every time he took a step, a snow mirror flower bloomed. Pure internal energy bloomed on the petals of the snow mirror flower. The pure white and delicate flowers bloomed, blocking the fire on both sides.
Zheng Chen watched her approach step by step, gritting his teeth and holding Jun Yan. His eyes had already been burned red. Snowflakes fell on her head. From a distance, she looked exactly like Xu Zhuchen.
"Zhu Chen... I hope you're fine." Every time he said a word, it felt like he had swallowed a piece of hot coal in his throat. Zheng Chen felt the turbulent emotions, like heat waves, constantly washing over her sea of consciousness. But before she could finish her words, a cold wind passed by her side.
Zheng Chen moved arrogantly, turning sideways to avoid the edge of the sword, and his vision suddenly turned black. Her internal strength had long been exhausted, and her face was pale at the moment. She was holding Jun Yan with difficulty and could no longer stand firmly.
Xu Zhuchen held Zhan Lu in his hand and walked to her step by step with a cold face. The closer you get, the more intense the coldness that bites your flesh and blood becomes. When their eyes met, she smiled.
"Azadirachta, thank you. I have already lost you once, and it was you who made me realize that I can't lose you again."
She stretched out her arms and hugged Zheng Chen's body.
"Now that you are carrying the Divine Sword, there will definitely be someone who has some plot against you. Ah, stay here, and I will definitely protect you, okay?"
Countless cold vines grew out of her palms, and countless sharp ice crystals exploded around the two of them. The coldness froze the lake, and the cold internal energy poured into Zheng Chen's body. The rising sun was dissociated by the ice crystals into mottled and broken splendor, and the vines were entangled and gradually intertwined and gathered into a huge ice cocoon, shackling the two of them. Where the sun does not shine, there is permanent polar night.
