The snow, falling from the sky, fluttered down one after another, magnificent.

Snow is the only color of the whole world, with wind, coming from the north, whistling on this snowfield, blowing in the ears, with the meaning of blowing wind, making people unconsciously shrink their necks.

There are two rows of footprints, one large and one small, leaving a long trail on this snowfield.

There was a laugh, like a bell, echoing in this lonely snowy field.

A woman, wearing a blue dress, with a simple bun on her head, and a happy smile on her face with a touch of immaturity.

And next to the woman, there was a man, a man in a snow-white sweatshirt, a long black fluttering behind him, carrying a sword.

"Brother Changfeng, where is this, it's so beautiful~"

This woman was Kyauk-ling, and that year's Kyauk-ling was just seventeen years old.

"This is the Qin Feng Snow Plain. ”

A hundred miles of wind, said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Thousands of miles of snow, as far as the eye can see. ”

"That's... Can Ling'er come back in the future? It's really beautiful here~"

With a smile, she jumped forward and took a few steps, her hands open and her head tilted, closing her eyes to feel the fluttering snowflakes falling from the sky.

The small footprints fall in the snow, and the cheerful and lively appearance touches people's hearts.

Hundred miles of wind, he stopped and stood up, looked at the girl in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said.

"Absolutely. ”

"Will Brother Changfeng bring Ling'er in the future?"

Jiao Ling turned around, hurriedly stood in front of Baili Changfeng, stretched out his hand, and pouted.

"What's the matter? Could it be that Ling'er doesn't believe in Brother Changfeng?"

Baili Changfeng looked at Jiaoling's outstretched hand, with a smile, he naturally knew what Jiaoling was going to do, and he also stretched out his hand.

"Hmph~ What the mouth says is false~ It's only a hook~!"

The little thumbs of the two are intertwined...

A smile bloomed on the face of the bright spirit again.

"Brother Changfeng... Ling'er, can I always be by your side..."

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"Ling'er!"

Yan Feng roared in the sky, and in the memories in his mind, all those memories of the spirit that had been in the past, all came to his heart.

Whether it is a hundred miles of long wind, or the severe wind of this life!

That scene...

Tears overflowed from the eyes!

The bright spirit in Yan Feng's arms, his eyes were closed, with a smile, and his face was peaceful...

In the three feet around Yan Feng's body, the blood flowing from his right arm had already automatically condensed into a magic circle on the ground!

The circle is profound!

What was terrifying was that when this blood-colored magic circle appeared, the Bright Spirit, which was originally gradually dissipating, actually stopped dispersing!

Those floating colorful starlights were gathered, and at this moment, they began to gradually condense!

Yan Feng, the hand that was still overflowing with blood, slowly lifted up, and from his hand, a special suction force appeared!

At this moment, at the moment when this suction appeared, from the distant sky, a colorful light rushed through the sky!

In the midst of the multicolored light... It's a multicolored stone!

That's the multicolored stone on Qingyu's body!

"Ling'er, Brother Changfeng will never let you go, never!"

Yan Feng, suddenly grasped, the multicolored stone fell in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, suddenly pinched!

Ancient artifacts, the most holy relics in the world, shattered!

The multicolored stone, transformed into a thin veil at this moment, slowly fell on the body of the bright spirit, nourishing the whole person.

"Brother Changfeng will take Ling'er to that snowfield again, definitely..."

The hand, slowly raised, landed on Yan Feng's own forehead!

An extremely powerful aura spreads out with the harsh wind as the center!

The storm is surging!

"Baili..."

In the darkness of the night in the distance, he stood up with his sword in his hand at this moment, looking at Yan Feng, who was doing everything to keep the spirit of the bright spirit.

In my eyes, it was a chill at the moment...

Behind Yan Feng, there was a crazy look on the face of the heart demon, he lost Yan Feng's card, and his chance of winning was almost zero!

The only thing that awaits him is death!

At this moment, the sneak attack killed Yan Feng was the only chance for him to turn over!

In his hands, a rich black and purple light was about to strike at Yan Feng!

The light came out of the palm of the hand in an instant!

But at this moment, the figure of the dark night disappeared from the place, and appeared behind the severe wind in an instant, and the magic sword in his hand slashed forward, and the light that came out of the demon in his heart was directly cut away!

"It's time to settle our accounts!"

Styx, looking at the heart demon, his voice is full of coldness, the heart demon, without the art of mind control, it is impossible to be the opponent of the dark night at this moment.

Even if the night is seriously injured!

Heart Demon, there was a crazy smile on the old man's face at this moment, the figure took a few steps back, and around him, countless shadow-like guards appeared at this moment.

At the same time, from the ground ground, there are also countless demon clan disciples who have ascended to the cloud altar!

Yan Feng, on the other hand, didn't pay any attention to anything else.

From the center of his eyebrows, a touch of white aura appeared at this time.

This breath, this is his soul!

As soon as this split soul came out, Yan Feng's whole person, his breath began to tremble, and with Yan Feng's breath trembling, the entire Demon Realm, the entire Three Realms of heaven.

The wind and clouds change color, some places it rains heavily, others it snows heavily...

One breath moves and the Three Realms are chaotic!

This is, Supreme One!

Slowly, Yan Feng led this soul and injected it into the eyebrows of Jiaoling.

The soul entered the body, and in an instant, the whole person of Jiaoling began to emit white light, mixed with the colorful light, dazzling.

The originally broken soul of the Bright Spirit, after being injected into the soul of Yan Feng, miraculously began to repair it at this moment!

"Ling'er, sleep quietly, when you wake up, everything... It's over. ”

Yan Feng, with tenderness in his eyes, looked at the bright spirit in his arms.

He used his extremely strong soul to repair the shattered soul of the Bright Spirit, so that her spirit would not scatter into the chaos and enter the long river of time.

He crushed the multicolored stone again, and used the power of the multicolored stone to forcibly reshape her body!

But despite this, Yan Feng is also clear.

The spirit will wake up again, and I don't know what year or month it is!

When the soul dies, the spirit falls into an eternal slumber...

How difficult it is to wake up.

If the heart demon awakened Yuezhi's spirit, it used the resentment of tens of millions of people, and even used Yuezhi's hatred for Qingyu to do it!

"When you wake up, Brother Changfeng will take you to that snowfield again. ”

Yan Feng smiled on his face and gently wiped the corners of Jiaoling's eyes, he knew... At the last moment, she held back her tears, she wanted to leave with a smile, she wanted, when she was sober, what she saw was her smiling face.

The surrounding land, the land of countless demons, surrounded and killed, and the dark night stood around the severe wind, and a sword resisted all.

But at this time, Yan Feng stood up again.

The moment he stood up, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon reversed, and the roar shook the sky completely!

Three Realms and Six Realms, I am respected!

The sky weeps and the sword roars, stirring the heavens and the earth!