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White clothes are better than snow and black hair is like ink. Jin Yan stands quietly at the highest point of the Snow Mountain, and his eyes and eyebrows are as carved as carved. Compared with the days before, Jin Yan at this moment seems to be even more beautiful. If Jin Yan's hair had not moved with the wind, it would probably be a painting of the century.

Jinyan curled her lips. Compared with Jinyan a few days ago, she was not like two people, except that her appearance remained unchanged.

His every move and temperament are revealed. It’s a pity that such a beautiful scenery happened at night and no one has the chance to see it. In other words, no one will die.

"Before the flowers fall, the people fall first. Jinyan, how many more people do you want to kill?" This voice was an old and weird voice. The dozens of bodies on the ground instantly made me feel helpless.

"As long as I live, killing will continue." It was just a faint sentence without any emotion, but it was accompanied by the cold wind in the night, so terrifying.

"Jinyan, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha." The man placed his right hand in front of his chest, and held a string of Buddhist beads on his left hand. His head was slightly under his head, as if he was praying.

"Unless, you kill me." With the wind, Mo Hai gently brushed from behind his ears to his cheeks.

"Hey, why bother? You are the best in the world, and no one can surpass it from ancient times to the present. If you want this world, you can only raise your hand." In this chaotic world, there are always people standing at the highest point, but Bai Ling never thought that those who stand at the highest point would be so afraid. It seems that Luo Yin Continent is about to usher in the biggest disaster in history...

"The best in the world? Bai Ling, you can know the past and the future. However, what I want is, even I don't know, how can you know?" He doesn't want this world, and he doesn't care. The only thing he wants is to care about something. But no, he can give up anything, even his life.

"Haha, all you want is a heart."

"So, you know something that I don't have any mind..." A little surprised, but this did not cause Jin Yan any small emotional fluctuations.

"If so, I will give you my heart, so that you will no longer kill people and no longer be tired of the world?"

"Give it to me? Wouldn't you lose your heart?" Jinyan sneered.

"My heartless is just a corpse. If you are heartless, then there are piles of corpses." I would rather go to hell alone than live in trouble.

"That sounds good with me and you?"

"Didn't you always want a heart?"

"It's a pity that your heart is too red, I don't like it. What I want is a white heart, or transparent."

Bai Ling was slightly stunned. "Do you know that if you don't have a heart, you won't be able to live long."

"Enough..." Jin Yan smiled slightly, extremely beautiful.

"What?!"

"Before I die, I have enough time to destroy everything in the world!"

"Haha, Jinyan, how should I persuade you? Even if you kill everyone, you can't kill anyone. That person can live longer than you, and you will never kill her."

"That person..."

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There are many people in the snow mountain, which Liang Meng expected to have not arrived at the snow mountain. However, Liang Meng never thought that there would be so many people. As the name suggests, the snow mountain is a snow mountain, which means the weather is cold. It is obvious that the road ahead is still a hot summer of more than thirty degrees, but once you enter the snow mountain, it will be a cold of tens of degrees below zero. All around are snow.

No matter how cold it is, the beauty of the snow-capped mountains has made me forget to be in the snow-capped mountains. At least, in modern times, Liangmeng has never seen such a beautiful scenery. If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of people around...

Such a beautiful scenery suddenly made me think of someone. "Xue'er..." Xue'er's natural temperament is as light as a white lotus, not stained with the world, and not in the world.

"Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix lovesickness, phoenix follows, phoenix attachment, phoenix waiting, nine generations of waiting, ten thousand years of transformation..."

"Nine Colored Feather Phoenix, she was reborn nine times in the ashes..."

When I arrived at the snow mountain, these two sounds suddenly sounded in Liang Meng's ears.

"Xiao Mengmeng, it's so beautiful here!" Chu Sixing looked at the scene around him, and refused to blink. He pulled Liang Meng's clothes.

"Well, let's find an inn first now." Mei is Mei, but you can't live there to see the scenery at night, right? Liang Meng raised her eyebrows.

"Okay, OK!"

"Oh my God! Come and see, come and see, there are so many people dead here!" A voice came from not far away.

"One, two, three...How come there were suddenly fifteen corpses?!"

"Yes, yes, look at that, is that Bailing Monk? That respected monk? How could he die here?"

"Isn't the monk Wu Geng Wu Nian? He has also come to the Snow Mountain to find the divine beast?"

"Bad! Don't insult Bailing."

"Look, there are fifteen petals and leaves on the ground."

"Yes, it's the Palace Master of Fengyan Palace, Jinyan!!"

"Also, there are claw marks. This claw mark belongs to the divine beast! It was the divine beast that killed these people."

"There are really footprints of the divine beast!"

“…”

These conversations fell into Liang Meng's ears without missing a word. "Jinyan! Divine Beast!" There are clues, Liang Meng will naturally not let go, and she explores the place where people gather.

The footprints pointed to by those people are about twenty centimeters long and are in the shape of four claws. Some are like chicken feet, but they are larger and sharp. If this footprint belongs to a divine beast, then this divine beast will disappoint Liang Meng a little.

Next to the footprints, a few blood-stained petals are as dazzling as! When looking at the corpses, almost every one has a small wound on their necks, the rest of the place is intact. Obviously, this is a killing move. The weapon is the petals on the ground. Liang Meng picked up a petal slightly. The petals felt extremely soft. It was like they had just picked it off, but not long after, the petals fell instantly. Like a 15 or 16-year-old girl instantly turned into an 80-year-old woman. "Jinyan!"
Chapter completed!