In the center of Liuli City, in the Violent Bear Mansion, a man and a woman who are not very old Xue Min stopped and stayed in a secluded corner, looking at each other.

In the snowfield of the far north, there is only snow, only white, no green, so there are naturally no plants in the glazed city, and some are only carved with ice, lifelike ice sculptures of various forms.

Under an ice sculpture and a violent bear, Xue Bancheng, who was standing with his body, looked extremely embarrassed at this time, with a bloody face and messy clothes, which had nothing to do with handsomeness, but in front of him, the tall and tall saint maid Xue Ying, with a fair and delicate face and neat clothes, just like a fairy on top.

The anger on Xue Ying's face had not yet dissipated, her whole eyes were erected, and then she looked at Xue Bancheng in front of her with a thick look of disappointment in her eyes, and opened her mouth to continue to speak:

"Snow Bancheng, do you know how long I begged the Holy Maiden in order for you to have this errand to guard Yan Jiao?

"So many people's eyes are staring at this, but what about you, you can't see the figure all day long, how can you let me be kind to you?"

Xue Bancheng looked at the angry girl in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he stretched out his hand, wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of the beast's coat, smiled faintly, and responded:

"I'm meant to be a waste, a mongrel, and it's not worth it for you to be angry with me. ”

As soon as Xue Bancheng said this, the disappointment on the face of the girl in front of her Xue Ying became even stronger, and then she shook her head, and then her voice sounded:

"You are the younger brother of the Holy Maiden, and you are also the noble direct descendant of the Storm Bear Tribe. ”

"But I'm not like the rest of the snowmen, am I?"

The subsequent response from Xue Bancheng made the girl Xue Ying flutter slightly, and then the faint voice sounded in the latter's ears again:

"Let's go, if you want to help me out of the siege, will you move out of the name of the saint, so the saint really has something to look for me, and I am also very curious, at this juncture, my omnipotent sister, what is the matter with me this waste?"

When the voice fell, Xue Bancheng limped forward first, and the girl Xue Ying became following behind her, and the two were weird but seemed to have completed the identity reversal as a matter of course.

Then Xue Ying looked at the young man in front of her, whose back was still straight despite his difficult steps, the disappointment in her eyes turned into confusion, and she muttered and asked:

"You never say it, and you don't let others know what you really want, it's like the misty flowing aurora over our snowfield, you can see it, but you can't touch it. ”

"That's because I want it, you don't have it, you don't have it at your feet, not even this snow-covered land, and there is no land for three years at night. ”

A rare serious voice from the snow city slowly came from the front, and then its forward steps remained unchanged, and the voice continued to sound:

"What I want is peace in the world and peace in everything, isn't it difficult?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Ying, the girl behind her, rolled her eyes directly upward, and her face suddenly showed an angry and funny look, but for some reason, the anger and disappointment in her heart suddenly dissipated.

"What a bastard you can't hate. ”

Xue Ying sighed softly in her mind, then her face returned to coldness, looked at the young man who was limping forward, and opened her mouth to speak:

"The Holy Maiden is not in the dwellings, but go to the right and come with me. ”

Among the snow people, there are two people with the highest status, one is the strongest person in the entire snow tribe, and is directly named as a bear, the head of the Storm Bear tribe, and the head of the entire snow field, and the other is called the Holy Maiden.

The saintess of the Storm Bear tribe is also the saintess of the entire snow people, the apprentice of the Ice Plain Saintess, and the person with the closest relationship with the saint among the snow people, and is respected by all the people.

This holy daughter, who happens to be the daughter of the Storm Bear Tribe, is named Xueyan, for the first tribe in Liuli City, this is undoubtedly a combination of divine power and royal power, and it is the heyday of power, but the fact is just the opposite, Liuli City has suffered a civil strife that has not been seen for hundreds of years.

In a corner of the Storm Bear Mansion, the faint light emitted by the torches shone in all directions, and there was a large area here, composed of ice sculptures, and in front of the ice sculpture forest, there was a girl covered in white veil, holding a dark blue ice pick in her hand, gently tapping the ice in front of her, and the ice chips that were knocked down continued to fall down, spilling all over the ground below.

Under the woman's tapping, the ice statue in front of it gradually revealed, a particularly burly human form, but surprisingly, the head of this figure was bare, and there was no hair on it.

"Holy Maiden, the snow has been brought to Bancheng!"

A clear and beautiful voice that sounded from not far away interrupted the woman's movements, and then Xue Yan, whose body was a little taller than the average male Xue Min, turned her head, first glanced at Xue Ying, whose face had returned to coldness, and then looked at the bloodstained and limping figure of Xue Bancheng, whose good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and said softly:

"You are really good-tempered, you don't scold back, you can't fight back, every time I see you, I'm so embarrassed, and I don't know what those people like about you. ”

As soon as Xue Yan's faint voice came out, Xue Ying's complexion on the side changed slightly, and her hands and body trembled unconsciously, but then a warm hand gently patted the latter's shoulder, and Xue Bancheng's faint response then sounded:

"Because I'm weak, I have to accept my fate, don't you? Holy Maiden, and as for some people who like me, it may be that they don't have a good eye. ”

After Xue Bancheng finished speaking, he happened to stand beside the snow smoke, in front of the ice sculpture forest, and then he continued to speak:

"The Holy Maiden is worthy of being a person who has been to the Shenjing City, it is said that these things called trees really exist in the south of Tianmen Pass, and there is a cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death, flowers blooming and blooming, and the most important thing is that they have colors, which is really magical. ”

Xue Bancheng's eyes were firmly fixed on the lifelike ice trees, just like the real growth of ice trees, his eyes shone with a certain look called longing, and then the snow smoke was ignited, and the voice sounded:

"You don't need to cross the Tianmen Pass, the 100,000 mountains in the southernmost part of the snowfield have endless trees. ”

After the words fell, Xue Yan lowered his head slightly, stared at Xue Bancheng, who was half a head shorter than him, and after a few breaths, he suddenly spoke:

"Let's talk less nonsense, Snow Bancheng, I came to you this time to ask you to do something for me. ”

"Oh, the Holy Maiden has asked me to do a nonsense?"

"Don't be false to me, I know you. ”

The face under the white veil of snow smoke was extremely solemn, and at the same time the voice was also extremely serious, and then he said word by word:

"This holy woman wants a secret passage to avoid everyone's eyes and go straight to the Liuli Palace, if the entire Liuli City has the ability to do this, it must be you Xue Bancheng!"