Frost and snow

A-Qing knew she had said the wrong thing, so she regretted and hated it at the same time.Xiao Xingchen flickered, grasping the window frame, his face was so pale that he was about to fall down at any moment.

The jade flute fell to the ground, stained with dust.

Xiao Xingchen picked up the flute wearily, waved his hand at A-Qing, and said nothing.A-Qing glanced at him worriedly, thought for a while, and decided to go to Song Lan to admit his mistake first.

Song Lan didn't go far, and didn't want to disturb others, so he walked slowly along the path.The wind is warm in spring, and the shadows of the trees are dancing.Xiao Xingchen's flute could no longer be heard.

Song Lan hid in the shade of the tree, staring blankly, Xiao Xingchen's previous appearance flashed before his eyes.Although he is also a son of a famous family, he has a gentle and polite personality. Even if others make mistakes, he will not blame others, let alone embarrass others. He is more popular than his own aloofness and arrogance.

Outsiders compare them to opponents, and when they praise one person, they will definitely compare them to the other, thinking that there must be a win or loss between them.But they don't know that the two of them have long cherished each other and become confidants.

Song Lan stopped, drew his sword and danced swiftly, twirling and flipping an inch of ground, a sword slashed, branches and leaves flew down, and Xiao Xingchen's figure was also shattered into pieces.

Song Lan slumped and knelt under the tree, brushing the snow with her fingertips, and moaning.With a deep sigh in his heart, he put Fuxue down.There is no Xiao Xingchen in the world, so why need Song Zichen?

Holding a handful of dirt to cover the sword, A-Qing, who had been looking for him along the way, saw this scene, and stood on the spot in a daze, not daring to show up.He watched helplessly as Fuxue was buried underground by Song Lan.

Song Lan sits alone in the sword mound, with only Shuanghua left on his back.He took out a bamboo flute from his pocket, moved his fingers slowly, but the flute was silent.A-Qing read the score and saw that it was the tune that Xiao Xingchen accidentally played last night. She suddenly felt sore in her heart. The two of them had a deep knot, and it might be difficult to untie it.

A-Qing hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to admit his mistake to Daoist Song.Song Lan pointed to stop, with reproach in his eyes, he urged A-Qing to go to Xiao Xingchen's place to watch, lest anything happen again.

A-Qing turned around in response, but just as she turned around, she saw Xiao Xingchen approaching slowly.She turned her head to look for Song Lan, who had already hidden behind a tree one step ahead of her.A-Qing hastily squatted down, barely hiding herself.

Xiao Xingchen walked slowly, and his clothes swayed slightly. Song Lan's eyes froze, but he could see the worry in his brow, so he couldn't help but lightly leap behind him, and followed him from a distance.

Xiao Xingchen didn't realize it, and stepped out of the forest.The clear brook outside the forest is gurgling and sparkling, which indeed has some scenery.But Xiao Xingchen didn't care to appreciate it, so he played the flute by himself, and his sighs turned into flute sounds floating in the mountains.

Song Lan heard the sound of the flute, her mind was in a mess, she couldn't listen anymore, she stumbled and turned her head to leave.

Hearing the footsteps going away, Xiao Xingchen paused for a while, feeling bitter in his heart, lowered his eyes and murmured: "I don't have to see you again."

A-Qing watched anxiously, but didn't dare to show up. She squatted behind the bushes and nearly stripped the grass in front of her.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew past the ground, rolled up the dead leaves, and swirled and floated towards the water bank, soundlessly, it was about to fall on Xiao Xingchen's shoulder.

Xiao Xingchen frowned, feeling cold in his heart, and slightly moved aside, but the leaf that was supposed to fall to the ground flashed a golden light, and spun around to catch up with the figure he was avoiding.Xiao Xingchen couldn't avoid it any longer, seeing hostility sticking to his skirt, chills pierced through his body.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light, stretched out to his chest and crushed the leaves, a cold hand grabbed Xiao Xingchen's shoulder and pulled it back violently, the long sword flew out of his hand and stabbed fiercely towards the opposite bank.An old monster in mixed clothes quickly jumped up from behind the rocks on the opposite bank, dodging the killing sword.

Song Lan dragged Xiao Xingchen back quickly, the old monster was exposed and chased him without dodging or evading. He twirled the formula, and dozens of small apricot-yellow flags flew out from behind him, heading straight for the two of them.

Although Shuanghua had been brought by Song Lan's side for more than 20 years, she rarely used it and didn't take advantage of it.Song Lan directed Shuanghua with formulas while retreating to Fuxue Sword Tomb.

Just halfway back, a man and a woman in strange costumes suddenly jumped out from the left and right, trying to surround the two of them.A-Qing, who was lying behind the grass, saw the right moment and jumped up, heading straight for one of them.The man hastily returned to guard, holding A-Qing's long sword.

The old monster in miscellaneous clothes has already caught up, and another person blocked the way one after the other. Song Lan guarded Xiao Xingchen behind him, glaring at him angrily.

"Three evil spirits in Huyang?" Xiao Xingchen glanced at the three people's attire, before he had time to talk to Song Lan.In his previous life, the names of the three evil spirits in Huyang had only been heard occasionally. If he hadn't made up his mind to clear up the crooked ways of evil spirits in the Jiangnan area, he probably wouldn't have recognized these three people in front of him at all.

The old monster in miscellaneous clothes grinned, patted the cloth bag on his waist, and said, "You are still a discerning person? Now that you recognize Grandpa, you should know his methods. If you don't want to suffer, just obediently let Grandpa accept your soul refinement." banner."

"Bah! I'm not afraid that Feng Da will flash his tongue!" A-Qing yelled and cursed loudly, but felt that her opponent was not taking it easy, so she couldn't get over it no matter what.

Xiao Xingchen reached out to stop Song Lan who was about to make a move, and asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Seeing that you were once a cultivator, why didn't you know that a cultivator will be condemned by the heavens when you are reborn? Do you think that everyone is the master of Yiling? Brothers and I have checked the secrets of the heavens when you were reborn, so we can naturally know your position." , what's so difficult about finding you?" The man behind was triumphant, aiming at Xiao Xingchen with a wave of talisman blades, he didn't pay attention to Song Lan at all.

It's not their fault for being blind.Song Lan rescued Xiao Xingchen against the sky, and was seriously injured. He only recovered by [-]% or [-]% and then confronted the python monster. He hit him with all his strength, and it was useless just after healed up a little. No wonder these three people regarded him as a A corpse slave who just came to his senses.