The goose feathers and heavy snow, swaying back to the wind, in a blink of an eye, completely shrouded the entire Lingbo Lake in a piece of silver and white.

Lingbo Lake, which is located at the southern end of Great Xia, even in the depths of winter, the temperature will remain above freezing, so there has been wind and rain here, but there is no snow, but in the evening, including Qiushui City, and the entire Chuzhou, have ushered in snow.

Countless people in Qiushui City have stepped out of their homes and stretched out their hands to catch this rare snowflake for a thousand years, but for some reason, the falling snow has an extremely sad atmosphere, which makes people cry and burst into tears for some reason.

This snow is the tears of sorrow and weeping in this world.

"Miss, why are you crying?"

On the shore of the lake in Qiushui City, Qiao Yue, who had been in the Great Xia School Palace for a day, was about to return home, her delicate face was full of tears, and the little maid also heard a choked inquiry in her ears, and then the former shook his head, raised his hand to wipe away the irrepressible tears, and responded:

"The people of Chuzhou are secretly looking forward to the snow every winter, but it turns out that it is snowing, and it is so sad, why do I feel so wronged?"

After his inquiring voice fell, under the black eaves of the Great Xia School Palace, Xue Beichuan, a young man in a Confucian shirt, walked into the white snow, knelt down in the direction of Lingbo Lake, and said softly:

"The ancestor of this sect once said that although the avenue is ruthless, but the heaven and the earth have spirits, so once the saint falls, the heaven and the earth will rain blood, sound the death knell, to mourn it, and this snow, is the sigh and sorrow of the heaven and the earth. ”

After finishing speaking, Xue Beichuan bowed three times forward, and a mournful voice came out:

"Confucian Xue Beichuan, send the Empress Dowager to the Empress Dowager, the mother of the eternal mother, the death of Great Xia. ”

In the entire Qiushui City, the monks with advanced cultivation also knelt and kowtowed, screaming sadly, and at the same time, the Shenjing City in the northwest of Great Xia was also snowing heavily, and this snow was also extremely abrupt, and accompanied by the terrible north wind that was constantly whistling.

Gusts of north wind blew one after another, leaving one piece of silver and white, dyeing the solemn White Emperor's Palace all white, as if it had been draped in plain silk in advance.

Suddenly, in the White Emperor's Palace, a fierce wind rose out of nowhere, at first and now it is spinning in place, and after a few breaths, it seems to be like the charge of thousands of troops, with a sorrowful cry like a cry. Rushed straight to the Lingbo Hall in the White Emperor's Palace.

Under the continuous impact of the wind and the blizzard, the entire Lingbo Palace, which was usually extremely strong, suddenly began to shake violently, and at the same time, the wind seemed to ignore the houses, causing the thousands of red candles in the hall to be extinguished one after another.

The light that originally came out of the hall gradually dimmed, and after the last light was extinguished, the plaque hanging on the door of the Lingbo Hall shook for a while, and then directly broke into two pieces and fell down.

After a few breaths, the door of the Lingbo Hall opened inward, revealing the figure of the middle-aged palace maid who had been waiting for the old queen mother all these years, with tears streaming down her face, slowly walking out of the hall, kneeling straight in the snow, and muttering:

"Niangniang, you let me out of the palace, and you didn't even let me follow this last journey, but do you know that in this world, you are the only one in my family, this world is so big, where can I go?"

After the murmur fell, a trace of red light, accompanied by a rich fire attribute vitality, continued to gather from the middle-aged palace maid's body, looking from a distance, it was like a red candle in the snow, and finally the middle-aged palace maid looked up at the snow falling in the sky, and continued to speak:

"Xinghong knows that Niangniang is afraid of the dark, if you go to another world, no one will hold the lamp for Niangniang, how bad it would be, let me come, I am familiar with this job!"

After finishing speaking, the extremely rich fire attribute vitality bloomed outward in an instant, like a red candle suddenly lit, releasing its own light and heat in an instant, and then the middle-aged palace maid Xinghong's head hung down directly forward, and the blood gushing out of the corners of her mouth flowed on the snow below her, which was extremely dazzling.

In the center of Lake Lingbo, on the edge of the twin islands, the fog that had shrouded the surroundings was replaced by snow, and the black ebony ship was also dressed in mourning clothes.

The big boat docked on the lake and stood still, and in the cabin, Zhao Yu and several people knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Suddenly, in the void above the lake, the black shadow of the Dao Dao walked directly on the water, from far to near, quickly approaching, and the Ghost Wing Army, one of the four armies of the Great Xia, escorted a thing, and came to the big ship in an instant.

Chen Yan, the deputy commander of the Shadow Wing Army, with a solemn face, carried a dark golden coffin behind him on his shoulder, jumped up, and jumped directly onto the deck of the big ship, and then Liang Po took the wooden coffin, stepped into the cabin, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, the coffin has arrived. ”

After hearing this, Zhao Yu got up, waved his hand to open the wooden coffin, and then picked up the old lady who was already lifeless, and carefully put it into the coffin.

Then the young emperor stared at the calm face of the old man in the coffin for a long time, and then raised his hand to close the wooden coffin, and at the same time the faint imperial voice sounded:

"Grandma, may you have a good dream. ”

The wooden coffin closed, and at this moment, the heavy snow on Lingbo Lake reached its worst in an instant, filling almost every inch of the void, and then Zhao Yu's Huanghuang Emperor sounded throughout the sky:

"Let's go, take grandma back to the palace!"

Emperor Yinbi, the snow-white ship then moved forward again, gradually disappearing in the heavy snow, and in the sky above Lingbo Lake, the blue star-like eyes of the Lingbo giant whale have been quietly watching the big ship sailing below in the void, and the eyes are extremely sad, and in front of the eyes of the giant whale star, there is a person sitting cross-legged, and then a sigh sounds.

The middle-aged Taoist priest sat in the sky, his eyes had a thick sigh, he had lived longer than anyone else in his life, and he had seen more red dust than anyone else, but in the face of the death of the old queen mother, even his hard state of mind had a great ripple.

"Beauty's life is thin, and I am half responsible for your misfortune. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and bowed to the big ship sailing in the snow below, which was a deep apology to the former first beauty of the vast land of China, but since ancient times, it has been a thin life, perhaps for the general trend of the world, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it is as small as dust.

But the old queen mother used this life to tell the world that no matter how she looks, she is the most respected mother of a country in Daxia!

After the middle-aged Taoist priest bowed from afar, he continued to look down, watched all the way, opened his mouth and spoke softly:

"The deity is here, the ship sails out of the clouds, and the dream is in the nine heavens. ”