The cold wind is blowing and heavy snow is flying.

The endless crystal snow seemed to be one with the flowing clouds in the sky, scattering a pale piece of shrouding over the earth.

In the snow, the woman's willow eyebrows were deeply frowning, and her already creamy skin color seemed even more transparent under the snow light. She wore a blue dress and rolled up silk and smoke veil. Her body looked very thin. She faced the coldness, and her crystal blue like water waves, and suddenly stabbed a long sword.

"Why?" She looked at the man in ink feathered clothes in front of her with extreme reluctance, but she had no choice but to do so.

The man in feathered clothes had a stunning face, which was even more beautiful than the woman in blue. Behind the ink color was a pair of huge black wings, which refracted the snow light and flowed, spreading wide, and the down feathers fell, corresponding to the white snow, blending black and white, and being ghostly and weird.

As the woman asked, her eyes slowly flowed to Manman Xuekong, "I remember the first time you and I met, it was on such a snowy day. At that time, maybe I only had you in my eyes, but I didn't know that the snow was so beautiful."

The wind whistled from his ears, and his voice was like the slowly floating white snow, which came with the wind in an instant. When the woman heard this, her heart suddenly stagnated, as if the man's words were a sharp sword, piercing her heart, with extremely unbearable pain, but stubborn. She asked again: "Although you are a demon, you shouldn't be a demon, why?"

The man withdrew his gaze, his eyes softened, stopped on the woman and smiled, "You are still very beautiful now. As expected, such beautiful snow is still inferior to you. The difference is that what I could feel at that time was your hot heartbeat, but why is your heart still beating now..."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly changed. The originally quiet and elegant voice covered the cold and pressed down low, continuing: "It's even colder than this ice and snow!"

"Qi Yang!" Finally, I couldn't help it, and the woman seemed to have burst out the emotions that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time.

Listening to the man talking about her, she wanted to refute her. She wanted to tell him that it was not that she was cold, she still loved him very much. From the day he left, she was thinking about him and thinking about him all the time, but when she thought of the identity that blocked them, she was reluctant to let go, she didn't want to, and she was not willing to. But in the end, she could not overcome such restraint. After all, she had a lot of thoughts when she met ten years later. Even if there were thousands of words, it turned into this sound, calling his name.

Seeing her emotions aroused by herself, the man smiled, but the smile was no longer soft, but was so cold. He said, "By the way, I forgot that you are the beloved disciple under the Nine Heavens Xuan Woman, and he was also named the God of the East Spirit in the Upper Realm of Nine Heavens Wuji. Today you are here to kill me, so how can you be enthusiastic to me?"

Finally she made the words clear, but it was the words filled with resentment in helplessness, and such words continued to stimulate her. They had not seen each other for ten years, one year in the sky, one hundred years underground, and ten years were only a thousand years, but she had actually found him in the future. It would be better to make her hate than to make her feel cold. At least, she still remembers him.

Sure enough, the woman had already trembled in his words. She was a god, he was a demon, the gods were destiny, and the gods and demons were destiny. Their feelings ended from the moment she knew he was a demon ten years ago.

"Tell me, it's not you who have destroyed the world by bloody slaughtering the nine heavens, tell me, that devil is not you!" But seeing him again today. Even though he had been unforgivable and had many sins, she still stubbornly wanted to find a reason to excuse him.

"It's me."

One sentence or two words made her heart completely cool down.

"Why?" Why? Although he is a demon, he is so gentle in the days he spent with her in Jiutian Lingshan. Even when he saw a small elf hurt, he felt sorry for the person who healed for it. Now he has committed such a crime?

"Because I want to see you again." The man said with a calm look on his face, as he approached the woman, "You hide and don't come to me, I have to do this. As it turns out, I can really see you again."

As he said this, his dark eyes had just frosty eyes, and it seemed as if the snow had melted, and it was covered with spring breeze. He looked at her again, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised showed a warm smile.

But the woman was listening to the reason, and when he smiled, he lowered his eyes dejectedly and retreated.

So, just because she didn't go to find him, he just wanted to see her, so he used this crime to stimulate her out? This reason is so simple, so simple that it makes people feel heartbreaking.

Then isn’t she the culprit of the chaos in the nine heavens on earth?

She smiled, with pain, unbearable, and despair.

It was said: As the saying goes by mortals, God's will play tricks on people, but he never thought that God's will will play tricks on people. But he smiled, and the laughter turned into tears without tears, just because she knew that even if she was the creator chosen by God's will, it was a joke that God's will made for her, but her love for him was not a joke.

She loves him, but she can't escape the four words...

"The gods and demons have different paths." She was not unwilling to look for him, but she could not find him. She was the god of the East Spirit and the disciple of the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress. She could not escape the constraints of calling fate, and was destined to follow the great way and think about the people.

The four words "The Demons" are the second time she said. The first time was a parting ten years ago. That time, although he was a demon, he was not yet possessed; this time, it was a decision that he had to make.

"Since you are here, you should know that what I want is not this." For him, ten years and a thousand years of longing, the man finally couldn't help but hold her cold body in his arms, put down his sharp words before, and even begged, "If you are willing to stay, I will lose the identity of this Demon Emperor, and we will hide in the sky of the earth together."

Mo Yu is his supreme symbol. When he took her into his arms, he put away Mo Yu and sought humility. From the first day he turned into a human form, he was attracted by her and took away his soul because he really loved her.

Even if he becomes the supreme emperor of the Nine Realms, he is the only one who cares about her. Everything he does is just to see her again.

Everything in the world has its own reasons for its existence. Maybe he exists for her.

"But you have committed an unforgivable sin." The woman said coldly, and in his arms, she was no longer moved by hearing such tender words.

Continue to speak with determination without leaving any room for room: "I don't want you to die, but I have to let you die."

Her words hurt his heart like a sharp sword. Suddenly, he let go of his hand and retreated ten feet away from her.

"If I just wait for this ending, then kill me." He laughed with his hands and the pair of wings at the same time. His smile was as if he was dead.

She looked at him in great pain. However, she still had to suppress her pain and show her coldness.

Her purpose this time was to kill the demon and to punish him in the name of God. Her words were very clear: having to let you die is a last resort, and doing it!

As thin as the wings of the cicada, the green lantern was trembling without the wind, the mysterious smoke lingered, the ink feathers merged, and the bright and crystal blue light appeared. She thorned in the snow. The magic weapon that belonged to her was called Biyuan and the sword.

At the same time, a mysterious spirit of ink flew up, wiping up the down feathers on the ground, and the spiritual power circled around the wings behind him. Then it was torn, and the pair of wings were folded down.

"This pair of wings was born to protect me, but you can kill me, and I..." The wings were broken, like a heart-burning pain, but compared to her ruthlessness, the pain seemed so insignificant, "I wish to die in your hands."

A chuckle, and all your thoughts are nothing more than that.

When the woman saw it, she couldn't help but burst into tears. In the hazy state, she looked at him, even if it was a pain like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, and finally turned into a bitter smile: "If possible, I really hope I have never met you."

But who can turn back time? When she meets and loves, how can she bear it with the love that she can't give up anyway...

Kill him?

Although I am reluctant to give up, I no longer have hopes.

Her body trembled, and the green mandarin orange flew, and suddenly turned into several swords, but... the sword that should have stabbed him turned the sword, and several sharp swords were inserted into her own heart.

"No!" He shouted with all his might, endured the pain of the wings and rushed forward, hugging her about to reach her: "You..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out into her mouth, and she stroked his face, "For my life, please stop killing again, can you?"

"Maybe this is cruel to you, but today, if I don't die, then you will die. I just don't want you to die..."

She knew he was in pain, and in a blur, she looked at him and shook her head.

"Then you just have the heart to bear it... and leave me?" His voice was filled with anger in his sadness.

But for a woman, in this life, she was deceived by the will of heaven and lived for the world, and could not have herself or love. Only by death can she explain to the nine heavens, to the world, and to end her longing for the boundlessness of identity.

But God has no reincarnation and no next life, and they will never meet again. So, after all, she has let him down. But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, if you die, everything will be dispersed.

The jade fingers carved like white jade are becoming more and more transparent.

"Bang!" A pink halo broke, and the woman's body turned into petals flying all over the sky in the man's arms.

There were crystal clear flickering, the petals turned into smoke, melting into the bitter snow, and her soul dissipated and disappeared.

...

...

"Lingxue, Lingxue..."

A maple forest with no edges, the afternoon sun shone through layers of red leaves, sprinkling pieces of gold, and landing on the man under an ancient maple tree.

The man closed his eyes and leaned against the ancient tree half-lying, with a soft light hidden on his face. This was a beautiful beauty who seemed to be as beautiful as a worldly fireworks. But at this moment, his eyebrows were tightened, as if he was being held by a nightmare, and his mouth kept chanting the word "Lingxue" in his dream.

A woman was wrapped in a red outfit, and in the blood-colored maple forest, the red gauze was floating, as if mixed with the blood-colored deep forest, but she could clearly see her beautiful figure, stepping on the dead branches and leaves all over the ground, approaching the man.

"Master, Master..." The woman in red bowed halfway and called "Master".

It is so light that it is the same frequency as the man's sleeping verbal. He is afraid of quarreling at the master, but he has to wake up the master's voice.

Suddenly, amid the call of the woman in red, the man opened his eyes. When he saw the woman in front of him, he stretched out his hand and signaled the woman to help him up.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled respectfully, holding the man respectfully. The man was gentle and smiled at the woman.

His smile was beautiful, as if everything was dark and melted in this smile. Even if a woman in red served the man for so long, she would still be amazed by the man's smile.

"I'm asleep again." After blinking tiredly, the man rubbed his eyebrows and made a gentle sound, giving people a warm feeling.

The woman covered her lips and smiled, saying, "Yes, the master not only fell asleep, but also seemed to have a dream."

"Oh!" The man responded, thinking of the dream, which was sad, but at this moment, he just smiled calmly, "I haven't had this dream for a long time."

In other words, he had this dream before. There have been many times, and he couldn't remember it clearly. It was probably so much that he had become dull in the dream.

But looking up at the distance, the deep red falling in the sky was the loneliness of death. In the depths of his smiling eyes, there was still some indescribable silence.

"By the way, master," of course the woman did not see the man's mood. She suddenly thought that she would report today, and said, "The Lingying Valley, the border of the Immortal Realm you were monitoring, was born today."

"Is that?" A faint voice seemed to be without any emotion, but a strange color suddenly flashed in the man's eyes, and his eyes were slightly wavy, which was clearly an unconcealed joy.

The woman lowered her head and continued: "Yes, and it's a girl."

A strange light appeared in his eyes, and he asked, "Is there a strange phenomenon from the sky?"

Woman: "There is a snowy snow in early autumn. The child was born for only one hour. The Lingying Valley had half a foot thick snow, as if the sky was crying. This valley, as the guardian god, believed in the celestial phenomena and said that the birth of this child was an ominous sign."

"It's indeed unknown!" The man suddenly turned around and smiled at the woman in red.

The smile was deep, and the evil spirit suddenly covered in her dark eyes. He continued: "Because she was born, there is no need for this valley to exist in the future."

There was a ruthless evil in his tone.

The woman just raised her eyes and glanced at the man slightly, as if the man's condition was so ordinary in her eyes. This was what a man should be.

"What will the master make next?"

Suddenly, the man raised his hand, his slender fingers gathered together, and his wrist turned, and his fingers penetrated straight towards his chest.

"Master, you!" The woman was shocked when she saw it, but she instantly felt a force emanating from his master's body, which shocked the fallen leaves flying all over the sky for a moment, still...

It seems that even the air has stopped flowing!

The red leaves in the sky, each of which was shining with broken light, broke out the star-like light, illuminating the maple forest with a softness, and suddenly became as beautiful as a fairyland.

But it is...
To be continued...