A philosopher once said that small wind and waves will gather into a raging wave that swallows up the heaven and the earth.
Let us forget about this philosopher here, because whether he exists or not is still a question.
In short, this highest-level snowball fight in history is still going on.
Ever since Ye Qing successfully dragged the Third Highness into the water, the only one who remained undefeated was Weapon Xingxi. However, due to the built-in settings of this boss, no one had even tried it.
After the individual melee, for the sake of fairness, Ye Qing proposed a second round of team battle.
As for the members of the team battle, such a natural division standard is so standard that it makes people speechless.
"The man is on the left and the woman is on the right." The blue-haired Ninth Princess smiled sweetly: "You have no objection?"
In regular competitions, dividing men and women into groups is naturally extremely unfair to girls.
But not at this time.
Let us review the team members of both sides again.
Men's team: Ge Sheng, Xing Ze, Qian Mo, Xi Che.
He seems to be very high-ranking, a saint's disciple, the young master of the Yin clan, the emperor's sword master, and the prince of Ste.
But the gap always arises in comparison.
Female team: Ye Qing, Ao Xuehua, Ji Zhiyi, Xingxi, His Highness the Third.
Perhaps it's ostensibly strength in numbers.
But Qian Mo looked at the five girls opposite and trembled: "Why do I feel like I'm seeking death?"
Young Master Xingze grabbed two snowballs, weighed them with great interest, and shrugged: "Just do your best and listen to fate."
"At this time." Ge Sheng looked at the two absolute bosses opposite, and said tremblingly: "It seems that destiny is already on the opposite side."
"It translates as dead." Xi Che nodded seriously.
"But they shouldn't, they shouldn't let my sister stay there." Xi Che showed an unpredictable expression: "We have a chance to win. When we wait for the fierce battle, as long as I raise my arms and shout, Under the command, my sister-in-law will abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, and fight back."
Then the prince laughed loudly: "Forgive them that although the stars are bright, how can they defeat the light of the sun and the moon like us?"
"I feel like a villain." Qian Mo complained.
"It feels like a villain." Xingze nodded.
"It feels like a villain." Ge Sheng confirmed.
"Speaking humanly." Xi Che looked at the three unsatisfactory guys in front of him and felt heartbroken: "Do you want to win?"
Qianmo Xingze Gesheng bowed his head at the same time: "It's all thanks to my elder brother and sister!"
Three glyph-shaped ice barriers were quickly excavated. Since it was a team competition, it was naturally a positional battle.
Even though the women's team thought they were sure of victory, how could they compare to the comeback weapon the men's team had in hand.
Sure enough, the war started, and both sides dug out three character-character barriers to attack and defend each other.
Thrown with sheer force and skill, the snowball streaked across the battlefield like a shooting star.
However, when the number of meteors reaches a certain number, it becomes a meteor shower.
It's a storm of ice and snow.
But when one person stood up, the ice storm turned from shared by both sides to a unilateral massacre.
The silver-haired girl stepped up to the middle barrier step by step and stood straight in the center of the storm, facing the meteor shower of ice and snow.
Her hands turned into countless phantoms, and each phantom blocked a shooting star. In front of her was the raging wind and snow, and behind her was the calm harbor.
Not using any magic, not using any martial arts, not even choosing her own unique rules, but just using her two hands.
The red-haired Third Highness stood alone at the end of the position. She did not participate in the direct snow battle, but countless snowballs gradually rose from the snow, condensed into the most suitable hardness for throwing, then disappeared, and then appeared. Beside Aoxuehua Xiao Jiuji Zhiyi.
This is the infinite state of the Creator, and I and my son are in tune with each other.
Therefore, the three leisurely women poured unilateral artillery fire at the men's position without hesitation.
"What are the chances of winning?" Qian Mo huddled behind the ice fortress with no intention of showing his face. Just now, he was hit on the bridge of the nose by Ao Xuehua's precise attack.
"The odds of winning are completely missing." Xingze quietly reached out with a hand in the ice castle, and then accurately received a snowball: "Where is the eldest brother and sister?"
Xiche laughed: "You know how to make a basket, and what you want is the pleasure of making a comeback."
Then he shouted loudly: "Xingxi listens to the order, turns around, and blocks the snowballs fired by everyone in front of you."
Xiche's voice echoed and echoed in the snow.
Then Xiche stood up confidently, and sure enough, the originally blizzard night was now calm.
Calm and calm.
"Those who really do big things." Xi Che patiently told the three "younger brothers" in front of him who relied on his elder brothers: "What matters is strategizing and not fighting uncertain battles."
"As for this moment." He turned back confidently: "You are not considering surrender..."
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Three snowballs greeted Xi Che's handsome face in unison.
Just as Xi Che wiped his face, he heard Ye Qing laughing wildly across from him: "Who can you think of with this small dose, brother Xi Che? It's a trick, a trick, I won't tell you that Sister Xing Xi's ears have been waxed for a long time Once it's sealed, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken by screaming!"
No one is coming to save you.
Someone is here to save you.
Came to save you.
your.
of.
Ye Qing's voice echoed in the snow for a long time.
In the men's snow team battle, morale was shattered, not to mention the defeat.
…
…
When the snowball fight finally ended, the sun finally set in the west.
This birthday party started in the morning and ended at dusk, which was quite satisfactory.
The wine at the end of the year is a fine wine brewed by Emperor Yuan Tai, and the gift at the end of the year is an ice sculpture made by the Ninth Princess herself.
After toasting with a glass of wine, a small ice sculpture was presented.
Ye Qing drank eight glasses of wine and presented eight exquisite ice sculptures.
An elegant saying to mark the end of the year, a farewell to treasure, birthday matters, after all, getting together means separation.
After drinking wine and giving out gifts, this birthday is finally coming to an end.
"What are your plans?" Ye Qing went crazy for a day, and at dusk, he finally looked like a princess again.
"Everyone."
Ji Zhiyi smiled: "Do the things that your father didn't do well, and live a good life that you didn't live well."
Xingze waved his hand: "I ran away secretly, so I have to go back and be criticized anyway. I don't know when we will meet next time."
"Wander around Lanye for another half month, and then return to the academy." Ao Xuehua said seriously.
"Although it's a pity." Qian Mo shook his head: "The current situation is that I will follow this idiot wherever he goes."
"Don't you think it's rude to call others idiots?" Xiche responded: "Princess Dieying is, after all, the best princess in the world."
"What about you?" Ye Qing couldn't help but ask.
He has betrayed the most terrifying organization in the world, and the revenge he will receive is also the most terrifying in the world.
"After I have finished speaking, others have nothing to say." Xiche smiled and pointed at His Highness: "What about you? Senior sister."
His Highness the Third shook his head: "I will go back to the academy."
"I will bring Xingxi back to the Ste Imperial Capital. For the time being, she is my weapon." Xiche smiled proudly, then looked at Ge Sheng: "What about you? The third qualified person, Xia's second direct disciple. "
"Me?" Ge Sheng shook his head: "I don't know."
"You really don't have the potential to be a leading actor." Xi Che shook his head and looked at Ye Qing: "Where are you, Your Highness?"
"I will stay here until the three-year mourning period expires." Ye Qing replied seriously: "Thank you for taking care of me for so long. As for the future, I think I will try to go to that academy. You told me about that one. With so many colleges, I think it will be very interesting.”
"I think that academy will be proud of you, Your Highness the Ninth Princess." Xiche laughed loudly and said: "And Ge Sheng, you are really a hard-to-find guy, but I still like you very much. "
"You haven't said where you are going yet." Ye Qing looked at Xi Che.
"I've already said it." The prince of St. smiled proudly, and that moment was dazzling.
Everyone present understood what he wanted to do at the same time. Except for the two girls, everyone took a half step back.
"You're crazy!" Ye Qing grabbed his hand: "Even if you want to die, you can't die like this."
"In this world, sometimes things that have the opportunity to die are fun enough." Xiche looked at her seriously: "As a gift for your birthday, I give this to you. It is a seed, and I look forward to it It can sprout.”
Saying this, the prince took out a thin, close-fitting book made of silk from his arms.
He threw the booklet on the table behind him, then turned and left.
Walk and sing.
It was a piece of colorful snow. His figure gradually moved away in the wind and snow, gradually disappearing. Xingxi also moved with it, and his figure was only an illusion and disappeared.
So only the singing echoed in the wind and snow.
The man's voice is distant and desolate, and the singing voice is high-pitched and sad, like a cloud-breaking sword piercing the sky.
"Three thousand dreams, where can I return to my hometown?
A hundred years of ups and downs, ten thousand years of destruction and coexistence.
With one strike of your sword, a knight can travel thousands of miles.
If I don't do what I want, the boat will float in the sea. "
Everyone seemed to have some enlightenment while listening to the song, but Xingze took the book that Xi Che still had on the table, glanced at it, and his expression suddenly changed.
Qian Mo raised his head: "What is it?"
Despite Xingze's experience, his voice was slightly trembling.
"It's "Yue Yi's Notes". He made a copy of Yue Yi's Notes at Ye Ye College."
While others were still shocked by these words, a second person's voice sounded in this snow-covered wasteland.
It's a waka.
Everyone could hear that man's voice.
"It's Xiao." Ye Qing murmured.
"On July 7th it was sunny, and the lotuses were in full bloom.
Flowers bloom for a lifetime, but when the flowers wither, the lotus roots grow.
The time of birth and death ends, and the pond is reborn in the flowers.
There is still soil buried in the pond, and the soil is blue and blue. "
The woman known as the Princess of the Sea sang in a low voice in an inaccessible place. It was originally a light sound like catkins blown by the wind, but it filled the entire space clearly.
Wait until Xiao sings the last word.
Everyone saw a golden light rising into the sky in the distance, breaking through the endless dark clouds, revealing a clear blue sky.
He broke through the endless wind and snow.
It's like breaking the sky of this world.
"Spring of the fourth year of Qingli." Ye Qing muttered to himself.
Qian Mo smiled: "In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he finally broke."
This year is January 22nd, 110th year of the Lan Li calendar.
The spring of the fourth year of Qingli.
The record left in the history books of the Sturt Empire this year is.
"In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Emperor Tianwu returned home at dawn, and there were golden auspicious clouds rising, which was auspicious."
(End of Volume 1)
