The flames are extremely dazzling in the frosty world, and the sound of flames breaking through the sky is buzzing. Compared to the huge icicles as big as a mountain, this flame, which is only the size of a spear, is as inconspicuous as an embroidery needle.

However, the flame spear was like an ancient bell, knocking out the rumble of thunder in the dull dark mountains.

The flame was finally nailed to Luo Qingyi's plain boots, which shone warmly, looking harmless and warm. The orange light of the flame made her eyebrows and eyes look clear and beautiful.

The huge mountain pillar also followed and hit it hard!

There is no roar of terrifying sounds, no blasting sounds that shake the sky and the earth.

There is only a gentle golden fire lotus blooming in front of her.

Clean, pure, soft, and terrifying.

It is like a beautiful flower dedicated to your lover, releasing your tenderness and strength endlessly.

It suddenly made people's hearts soft, as if a flower was blooming, and they could no longer hold on to any killing or Fenghan.

The tiny fire spear ushered in the icicles of the sky.

Under the desperate eyes of everyone, a fire bloomed above the tail of the gun that was inserted upside down, not to face the petite and beautiful flames in front of Luo Qingyi, blooming gently and intimately, but to reveal a kind of power that the two sleeping dragons at the bottom of another lake felt trembling and terrifying.

The second flame is equally petite but not beautiful.

It is indifferent, solemn and powerful.

The front face was filled with awesome face, like a drop of tiny flame ink, falling into the water surface, and transformed in a blink of an eye. A smoldering spot suddenly spread out from the cold and hard icicles. The pure fire element's power flashed rapidly and dizzed in an instant.

The frost aura that invaded without the meaning of fire breath collapsed uncontrollably like an avalanche. It was impossible to see if the power of the flame flower had a slight decline in the collision of force. It passed through the icicles that were kilometer long, and an extremely long line of fire penetrated through the entire icicles like flowing water.

The flame flowers were burning vigorously, and the ice marten showed a look of fear in their eyes, but they did not give it any time to think, just as it had given the slightest time to fear people just now.

There was a light bang.

It was like a blooming flower, breaking this suffocating situation of death.

A flower penetrated into the ice sable eyebrows, a fiery red flower.

The flames are like silk, and they are like meridians and flowing through the huge body of the ice marten.

The flames cannot be a meridian.

In fact, in the powerful body of Ice Squid, the transparent meridians that were invisible to the naked eye were ignited inch by the erosion of the flames.

The place where the fire of the meridians gathers is the heart.

The fire-colored flowers burned the powerful beating heart into a bloody mist, and the huge body began to melt rapidly, just like a piece of ice thrown into a pot of ignition oil. With the sizzling sound, the entire frozen lake boiled.

The sky is filled with rain, hot and burning.

The people's hair and clothes were wet, making them look very embarrassed. Even the donkey mount under the girl could not survive. She was covered in black hair and looked aggrieved.

Everyone's clothes were wet, and the only one was clean and untainted by water mist and dust.

Luo Qingyi stood with his sword with his sword, his clothes fluttered, and his eyes turned to an ancient tree in the distance.

The ancient tree grows in a corner of the lake, with lush branches and leaves, and overlapping them. On the trunks of the ancient tree, it is flies in black robe, and its figure is as long as bamboo, with a tall and tall shape.

Everyone's breathing calmed down with her dim gaze.

The girl on the donkey who wanted to frost and beat eggplant suddenly had a brighter look, and she said in infinite surprise: "It's him?! It's that young man?! Brother, it's this young man who saved me."

Under the dark cloak, the young man's silver hair was as white as snow, his face was as cold as jade, and his lips were stained with scarlet blood.

The green lake light and the catching flames in his eyes were intertwined, and his appearance was extremely handsome. The narrow and long fox eyes should have been born with charm, but there was no feminine feeling at all. Even a kind of indifference majesty could not be hidden between his eyebrows and eyes.

Under the reflection of the two-color light of water and light, a numb and cold lonely person could be seen in the depths of those deep eyes.

Those eyes were not as good as those mortals could have.

But in just a moment, the cold and numb eyes seemed to be a mirage revealed by a rock pried open to a long and ancient history.

In the blink of an eye, the mirage dissipated, like clouds and smoke, becoming quiet.

His slender fingertips were playing with this fire leaf.

The flame spear in front of Luo Qingyi was picked down by him from his sleeves in the forest. The flames were beating and the leaves were immortal.

Luo Qingyi looked at him quietly.

The cloak on the boy's body was as new as a new one, but it seemed to have experienced a difficult battle. The cloak tether used to tie his shoulders was lightly broken at this time. The wide cloak was swept by the mountain wind in an instant, hovering up in the wind, rolling up thousands of fallen leaves and cold wind, and disappeared into the distant forest.

Only then did everyone see that under the young man's cloak was a bright red hot-golded official robe, black-skin soap boots, soft gauze black hat, and the tassels under the chin were not tied, and they were casually draped on both sides of the black hat. The long silver-white hair was so concisely tied behind the shoulders, with a dragon-shaped and phoenix-shaped figure, unparalleled handsomeness.

When his ice-like eyes fell on the yellow-clothed figure, the coldness suddenly broke open like a mirror.

In his eyes, there are fireworks on earth.

His long eyes raised slightly, and he looked at her and smiled brilliantly, which was so dazzling.

Luo Qingyi's ears were a little itchy for some reason. She raised her hand expressionlessly and pinched the earlobe.

Yes, it's so hot.

Little did they know that this smile was really the heart of the girl on the back of the donkey.

Such an unparalleled boy, who was killed one by one, saved her for the second time in the desperate situation of death. He was clearly a strong and cold boy, but he could also show such a deep and doting smile.

A night later, she met him again and bumped into his smile. Is this what the book says is the fate of meeting the golden wind and jade dew.

She looked at it intently and thought intently.

"Young master! It's me! I'm here!" The girl on the donkey's back had a bright look in her eyes, and she could no longer feel throbbing in her head, and she waved her hand to Ling Tiansu desperately and called.

The shock in Shi Taotao's eyes was difficult to take off for a long time. He saw the clothes and clothes of the boy, which were Rashomon's official robe. He turned his head stiffly and glanced at his own girl, and said incredibly: "Sister, do you say, the person who saved you in the mountains yesterday is this adult?"

"Yes!" Shi Yaoyao focused his head with such a high spirit.

Luo Qingyi glanced slightly and glanced at her.

Luo Yunbai, who was sitting on the mud, patted the dirty soil on his body, tidied up his appearance, and saw the light and spirit in the girl's eyes that had never appeared on him. He looked at her with a very complicated expression, then frowned and turned his head, looked at each other across the lake, and looked at the boy in red on the tree, feeling more and more frustrated.

Ling Tiansu threw away the fire leaf on his fingertips and jumped down from the tree.

The girl who was in love with her heart was suddenly anxious. She walked with her side last night and knew that this young man was a cold and unappropriate person. Although she would kindly save them, she did not like to communicate with others. If she didn't do anything, she would turn around and disappear into the forest like last night.

She hurriedly called across the lake: "Young Master! You don't want your little black donkey?"

The Master Medicine didn't expect that this proud and lonely boy would be left behind because of this, but he never expected that after the red figure floated to the ground, his toes gently tapped on a dead leaf among the soil, his figure was lightly flying into the air, and he rose like a terrifying geese, and it fell into the vast lake.

The big red official robe fluttered like a piece of flaming red maple leaves without any weight, stepping on the river and lake surface, and stepping on the waves.

The face of the teacher suddenly showed joy.

Luo Yunbai's face was cold and alert.

Shi Taotao also couldn't suppress his excitement and excitement. Rashomon is one of the important official institutions in the Great Gate of Kyoto. If he could meet such young people, his career in the future would be limitless.

He quickly smiled humbly and calmly.

But the next moment, the girl's face filled with surprise smile gradually collapsed.

Because she found that the handsome young man's eyes did not fall on him at all, but his deep blue eyes were always looking at Luo Qingyi.
Chapter completed!