The northern border is vast and snowy.
Broken clouds were blown down by the wind, fluttering and falling on the ground, forming an endless white accumulation.
This thousand-mile plain is covered with snow-white cold clothes. The cold wind in the cold clothes is like scraping bones, making people feel cold and painful.
In the endless white snow, a man in red clothes was walking away against the cold wind...
Step by step, staggering.
The howling wind and snow didn't seem to have any sympathy for people, and it whistled and played the song "Northern Cold".
Everyone knows that it's cold in the north, but they don't know that there's also warmth in the cold.
"Who...are you?" Su Mo lay on Gu Yu's back and asked with a weak breath.
Gu Yu turned around, gently brushed away the fallen snow from Su Mo's white hair, and continued walking forward...
"I... am your senior sister!"
The confusion lingered in Su Mo's eyes, and the cold wind hit him, making him shiver a little.
"Who am I?"
Gu Yu looked sad and said nothing for a long time.
In the end, the power of rules in the ghost gate was not fully formed. The insufficient spiritual power used by the power of rules caused the power of rules to collapse.
The collapse of the power of the rules caused the two of them to fall into the turbulence of the void, and finally fell into the vast northern border with serious injuries.
And Su Mo's spiritual power was exhausted, his soul was severely damaged, and he had no spiritual body in the turbulent flow of the void. Even the giant god's body was still torn apart and dying... It seemed that he would die at any time.
He originally used his divine body to resist the backlash of the power of rules, and then encountered the turbulence of the void...
Gu Yuye was seriously injured and had no cultivation skills. He could only carry Su Mo on his back, hoping to leave this vast northern border.
Today's Su Mo can't last long in the northern border...
But how long can she hold on?
"You... your surname is Su, whose name is Mo and whose alias is Jingyan. You are Dahua's current top scholar in literature and Taoism, a Confucian and Taoist cultivator." Gu Yu walked into the wind, his red clothes fluttering wildly in the wind.
"But why...don't...remember anything?" Su Mo was on Gu Yu's back, and Gu Yu's long hair was messed up by the wind and stuck to his face.
The wind seemed to carry a kind of fragrance, which made Su Mo feel at ease inexplicably.
"In order to take me out of the realm of gods..." Gu Yu stopped and slowed down, her soul was severely damaged and her cultivation level fell, making it extremely difficult for her to walk in the snowy realm with one person on her back, "... ..The memory was cut off by the inheritance of the giant god."
"What is the divine realm? What is the inheritance of the giant gods?" Su Mo felt that these two people were familiar, but he couldn't remember them.
"God's Domain is..."
Gu Yu answered Su Mo's questions tirelessly, as if he was facing the puzzles of an ignorant young man.
A long footprint was left on the snowy plain, and each footprint seemed to go very deep. The chaotic wind in the northern region was unable to completely cover it up for a while.
In the vast wind and snow, looking from a distance, it seems that only a red dress can be seen...
The man in white clothes and white hair on the back of the red clothes seems to be integrated with the snowy field, making it difficult to see clearly.
Su Mo fell asleep on Gu Yu's back, breathing weakly.
Gu Yu gently put Su Mo down, took off the red clothes he was wearing and wrapped them around Su Mo's body, leaving only the thin inner lining.
Then he gently carried Su Mo on his back and walked slowly in one direction with heavy steps.
The sky gradually darkened, and several wolf howls came from the snowy field.
Gu Yu turned around and glanced at Su Mo. He saw a snow cave supported by a dead tree not far ahead, so he turned around and headed towards the snow cave.
This snow cave is a tall cone supported by two fallen dead trees. The snow falls on top, forming a hole.
Gu Yu carried Su Mo into the cave. After gently putting Su Mo down, he folded the dead branches of the dead trees and piled them into a pyre, and lit a bonfire at the entrance of the cave.
This shallow cave became a place for the two to spend the night.
The sun was setting, and in the vast white snow, neither the sunset nor the moonrise could be seen.
The dusk was heavy, and the cold wind blew through the entrance of the cave, making a whistling sound.
The entrance of the cave was leeward, and no falling snow was blown into the cave by the wind.
Gu Yuyuan looked at the snow wolves with green eyes outside the cave, and sighed slightly... When did he even have to dodge the sharp edge of a mere snow wolf?
But when I think of the smile in the ghost gate that would rather give up the inheritance of the Confucian saint than leave alone, the sword's heart can no longer be as strong as before.
The snow wolf was afraid of fire, and the entrance to the cave was small, but he could only watch from a distance.
Su Mo Youyou opened her eyes and looked at Gu Yu, who was wearing thin clothes. Suddenly, there was a sense of familiarity in her heart, but she was very confused.
"Are you awake?" Gu Yu turned his head and looked at Su Mo's opened eyes.
Su Mo nodded, looked at his broken body, and said hoarsely: "I won't live long!"
Gu Yu trembled when he heard this, and slowly shook his head: "No, you are just a little injured. Your divine body is not that easy to die."
Su Mo shook his head slightly, he knew his situation well.
He seemed to see a beam of glow on the distant mountains, and he was being pushed there by a pair of hands.
There were many people behind him, bustling, some were calling his name, some were hoping that he would look back...
He doesn't care about life and death, and he seems to be unable to remember anything, like a rootless duckweed.
Floating in this world blankly.
Memory carries life. Without memory, we are still human.
The bonfire reflected red light, illuminating Su Mo's face with desolation.
"Senior sister..." Su Mo shouted softly. Gu Yu said that she was his senior sister. He believed that she had no need to lie to him.
The human face enters the heart and cannot be seen clearly, but it can be felt.
Gu Yu's whole body trembled, red clouds rose in his eyes, and he responded softly: "Senior sister is here."
"I seem... there are still many things I want to do, but I can't remember them!" Su Mo said softly.
"Don't be anxious, think slowly... If you can't remember, senior sister will help you think!" Gu Yu saw sweat on Su Mo's forehead, rolled up his clothes and wiped it away gently.
Su Mo closed his eyes, and a hazy picture appeared in his mind.
"I saw two old people... looking at me. They were standing very far away, out of my reach..."
"Their eyes were very soft, as if they wanted to tell me something..."
"I also saw a little girl who seemed to be walking towards me... and there were many people..."
"I also saw...a line of blue clothes and a line of red clothes..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Mo fell asleep again...
Gu Yu looked up at the vast white snow that was still dazzling in the dark night, with a kind of intoxicating crystal clearness in his eyes.
"Xiaoqi is not afraid..."
"Sister, take you home..."
At dawn, Gu Yu carried the sleeping Su Mo on his back and stood up again to walk into the vast snowy land.
The cool breeze blew by, and I saw a line of red clothes walking slowly forward...
This year, the wind is strong in the north.
This year, the man in red and white on his back traveled across three thousand snowy areas...
This year, both red clothes and white clothes fell in the snow...
Biquge
