The snow kept falling, but in this open backyard, there were only teacups that were still hot, where could there be a charming but not bewitching senior Qianxue
The so-called soul lock is his own life.
Bai Lian looked down at the slightly hot white flower in his palm.
really.
Bai Lian, of course it's white!
White!
Very white!
Thief is fucking white!
As white as this thousand miles of flying snow!
Jun Ying You said: There are thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, to whom does the shadow go
Bai Lian wiped his eyes lightly.
she thinks.
Maybe this is a parental love story.
She walked through the long corridor into the glamorous snowy night.
Chapter 4 The Witch Queen, Bai Lian! 6k
Time flows like water.
Midnight is gone.
Early morning of April 1st.
On the huge ice field shrouded in darkness, Bai Lian walked alone.
A quarter of an hour ago, she had just left the snowy mountain where Qianxue lived.
there.
She built a tomb for Qianxue, and she didn't know if anyone would come to mourn in the future.
Before leaving, he healed the surface trauma for the seriously wounded and dying ghost.
After all this, she did not forget to add firewood to the burning stove in the house.
Although this won't make the ghost's injury better, at least if he has even a little awareness, he will feel more comfortable, and he will feel a little comfort in his heart.
Everyone is leaving.
Have some fun after all, right
There is no need to let go of grief or anything.
The constant whistling of the north wind in his ears and the monotonous whiteness in front of him are enough to make one's heart sad.
Flowers are white.
Snow is white.
Bai Lian is white.
The world is also white.
The difference is that Xue and Bai Lian and the world are both cold, while the flowers spinning in Bai Lian's hands are warm.
Bai Lian followed the guidance of the warm flower all the way forward.
Same as her initial guess.
The direction pointed by the flower of the soul lock is exactly where Haitang Chunyuan is located.
"It seems that the perpetrators and the people in the game have the same purpose, and it is even possible that they are the same group of people."
Bai Lian sighed softly.
The game event is called "Return of Soul", is it Qianxue's soul who returned
In the game, Tong Yao personally experienced this white incident.
First, Qin Shouzuo, who was regarded as his father, died in the turmoil in Duxianmen.
In just ten years, both biological parents died in the strife in the palace of Hades.
Even the twelfth lunar month's cold winter wind is not so wild and cold, right
Bai Lian can understand why Tong Yao suddenly became so cold after gaining power.
Still the same-
[You stomp and you are numb!]
This is rapid growth in exchange for blood and separation.
to be frank.
This growth does not last long!
Bai Lian glanced at the beautiful flowers in his palms.
"Maybe… "
She shouldn't tell Tong Yao about Qianxue's story, so it would be better for Tong Yao to keep her thoughts forever.
"What do you think?"
Bai Lian said softly.
Her voice was soon drowned out by the north wind and snowflakes.
But to her surprise, her palm was suddenly hot.
"?"
Bai Lian was taken aback.
Could it be that Qianxue's consciousness is still sealed in this flower
But no matter how she tried, she couldn't detect any fluctuations in the flower of the soul lock.
"… "
Either way.
Let's talk about it then.
Bai Lian jumped up the cliff gently.
Standing on the bare steep rock, what appeared in front of her was a small basin.
The scenery in the basin was completely different from behind her.
Begonia Spring Garden.
In the midst of ice and snow, enjoy the silky smoothness of the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River!
When the big rivers in other places have frozen into ice, here is a scene of gurgling streams and green trees and red flowers.
Anyone who is not blind can see that there is a problem here.
The system didn't give a hint, but Bai Lian hesitated.
If she steps into the "abyss", will she also become like Qianxue, and will never be able to meet her master and sisters from now on
This is not a game.
As long as she takes one wrong step, she will never have the chance to read the file again.
Sure enough...
Bai Lian looked at the flower of the soul lock, and remembered Tong Yao who was huddled in the corner.
ε=(?ο｀*)))
Don't let children lose their parents at a young age!
Things will develop to such a point that it has something to do with her.
She wants to do something.
Finally, Bai Lian took out a fairy stone.
"It stands to reason that my basic skills are much higher than the last time, and it should be enough to hold a low-grade fairy spirit stone in an instant."
she muttered to herself.
this moment.
The wind has stopped, and the snow has stopped.
Warmth erupted in the depths of Bai Lian's body.
Her empty body and mind were filled up in an instant.