The border to the north is cold all year round, the snow-capped mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the mountains are blown precipitously by the extremely cold north wind.

The snow here is not as gentle as the snow in the south of the Yangtze River. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is full of misty moisture, fluttering leisurely, like the skirt of a light girl, but the snow here is overwhelming, and it is incarnated in the cold wind. The blade hurts when you cut someone's face.

On the vast snowy field, there is a sword-wielding man.

The soaring demonic energy made him look like a god of killing Yan Luo, and the peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be full of affection were now a little bit colder than the snowstorm.

Chu Yifei has been on this unknown snow mountain for five years.

Five years is not long or short.But for Chu Yifei, age has long lost its meaning.

Only those who live in this world can feel the taste in the years, he is not those who are lively and fragrant, and have a hot popularity.

It is clearly daytime now, but the sky is still dark and gloomy, with dark clouds oppressing and chasing the earth, which indicates that a blizzard is about to come here.

Chu Yifei was not in a hurry, he grabbed a handful of Shuoxue, pressed it hard on the injured forearm and rubbed it vigorously, the snow turned into blood in an instant and dripped down the lines of the well-proportioned forearm.

The snow wolves were still lingering around him. In such a bad weather, the spirit beasts they had raised were also extremely ferocious. Their hill-like bodies tightened and their claws, which were as sharp as steel knives, scratched the ground impatiently.

They were excited by the blood he rubbed, but they were afraid of his previous crazy attack, so they hesitated one by one.The fishy smell of saliva and the wolf's hair spread on the snow made Chu Yifei slightly frowned.

That stinks, he thought nonchalantly.

The blade of Poxue was icy cold, wolf blood stained the retro patterns on the blade, and it slid down the blade, smashing a few thin plum blossoms on the snow.It was aroused to fight, buzzing in his hand.

The blizzard is approaching, and the snow wolves can't hold back their hunger and come out to look for food. If they can catch prey this time, they don't have to worry about the coming blizzard and can live temporarily.

However, species that can survive on the snow are rare, let alone such a snowstorm, so they took the risk to attack Chu Yifei.

When Chu Yifei felt the first snowflakes fall on his cheek, he swung his sword out, swung a beautiful round rainbow, and flew over the head of a snow wolf with lightning speed, poor beast Before he had time to react, his head was chopped off by a sword.

The huge wolf head rolled on the snow, dragging the stench all over the ground, and even Chu Yifei's face was inevitably splattered with wolf blood.

This time it really stinks, Chu Yifei's heart was ashamed.

The wolf's head rolled over the pack of wolves, and fresh blood splashed on the pack, like a silent threat.

The pack of wolves lowered their bodies. On the contrary, Chu Yifei's sword became more and more fierce and fierce. After a few flips, several snow wolves were killed by the sword.

The pack of wolves began to bite, desperately trying to kill Chu Yifei.Chu Yifei's calf was scratched by the steel claw just by accident, leaving a hideous wound.

Chu Yifei was in so much pain that he rolled down on the snow with a thud, the pain made him almost pass out.

A gust of wind mixed with the smell of saliva hit him, and there was a pain in his shoulder, and warm blood oozed from under the snow wolf's steel claws.It was the first time for Chu Yifei to be so close to the wolf's mouth. Compared with the pain, the stench on the beast was more unbearable for him. He quickly pinched a tactic, and several icicles instantly penetrated the wolf's mouth and reached the back of the wolf's head. The castration continued unabated, the wolf's body collapsed suddenly, Chu Yifei took the opportunity to reluctantly jump up.

There was only one lone wolf left, and it ran away with its tail between its legs, howling and whimpering.

The blizzard started to fall, and the snow was raging, trying to cover everything in vain, Chu Yifei was exhausted and fell on his back on the snow, the new wind howled through the woods, making his face hurt.

He only lay there panting for a while before getting up, the smell of blood was so strong that it made him want to vomit.

But Chu Yifei couldn't leave immediately, because Dao's figure appeared mistyly in the blizzard.

Chu Yifei almost didn't notice that figure in white clothes mixed in the blizzard.

On this snow mountain, no one has set foot on this snow mountain except Chu Yifei and Shang Genglan, who lived here long ago.

He thought it was Shang Genglan, so he simply waited for him to come and help him back.

When a familiar face appeared in front of him, Chu Yifei was stunned for a moment.

The heavy wind and snow made his eyes blurred, but when he saw the blurred outline of that face, his heart still couldn't help but beat violently.

The man in white leaned down and asked, "How's it going?"

Although there was still a distance between the two, the warm breath of the man in white made him feel uncomfortable, and Chu Yifei's eyelashes fluttered.

Like a frightened butterfly knocked down by the wind and snow.

The face of the man in white was presented in front of him like this, with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into his temples, dark eyes that were always emotionless, knife-sharpened lines and thin lips under the tall roots.

They say that people with thin lips are fickle.

Chu Yifei did not expect that in this blizzard, in such an embarrassing environment, he would meet his old friend from 500 years ago, his former senior brother, Gu Beitang.

In the impression of the outside world, his senior brother has always been like an exile.

This is the fairy fetus conceived by the clean energy of the heavens and the earth, and the secrets that are difficult to see in the eyes of ordinary people are within reach for Gu Beitang.

Dao is ruthless, Gu Beitang monopolizes seven or eight.

The cold and dignified Xianjun is not a mortal in the first place.

He couldn't catch his breath, and his eyes were easily red.

Chu Yifei was even afraid that the wolf blood all over his body would stain the eyes of Xianjun, so he flinched involuntarily.

His thin shoulders trembled, and the merciless Yan Luo, who had just killed a pack of wolves, had the panic in his eyes like a young deer fascinated by the wind and snow.

He is now only thankful that the wolf blood on his face and 500 years of time gave him the best camouflage so that no one would recognize him.

Chu Yifei closed his eyes, his voice was choked and hoarse: "It's okay."

It should be fine indeed, he looked at the person in front of him through the years, and the turbulent and passionate love in his youth gradually calmed down.

There are only small pains left, which will not be very pleasant, but it will not kill people.

Gu Beitang is a born immortal, and Chu Yifei may be the biggest stain in this immortal's life.

Back then, his love for Gu Beitang had always been a topic of conversation among people after dinner.

The joke kind.

Chu Yifei also felt that he was overestimated, that he was the absconding son of the Demon Lord who was talked about by the world and wanted to punish him, he was a mud, a worthless thing, but he still had to stare at the clouds in the sky.

The sinner who implicated the master, the murderer who indirectly killed the master, each person can drown him with a mouthful of saliva.

Gu Beitang will never know.

The accusations of the world and the innocent malice are not painful.

Po Xue pierced the heart and killed himself without pain.

Only his cold and alienated eyes.

It is the most painful pain.

Gu Beitang really couldn't see the face under the wolf blood through the charming Blizzard, so he wanted to help him up, but Chu Yifei pushed him away gently.

Chu Yifei didn't want to get entangled with him, so she got up quickly, and when she touched the wound on her calf, she just bit her lower lip and didn't even want to groan.

He is now dazed by the sudden appearance of the past 500 years ago, staggering and trying to escape.Before Gu Beitang noticed, he burned a teleportation talisman and disappeared without a trace.

Gu Beitang stayed where he was and looked at the heavy snow on the mountain and the wolf corpses all over the place, he couldn't help laughing, and his figure flew away a few times.

Chu Yifei stayed in this snow mountain for five years, walked in the monotonous white snow for five years, and finally found out at the moment when he met Gu Beitang again that time is the most ruthless person.

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