Nangong Qiutong's words were like a steel knife, piercing into Xue Shaohong's heart. The pain could be suffocating, chaotic, and dissipated. When Nangong Qiutong left, Xue Shaohong fell into a coma and lay on the cold stone slab for three days. No one noticed it or cared about it. The sadness made the world cry. After waking up, Xue Shaohong suffered a great blow in both spirit and body. His eyes were dull and his human form was thin. Finally, Xue Lingtian took good care of it, which allowed Xue Shaohong to recover.

In Xue Shaohong's heart, Nangong Qiutong, like Xue Lingtian, is his relative, his favorite sister, who can protect him with his life. However, in the end, he never expected that his relative gave him the last blow and kicked him into the abyss.

The gentle "Brother Shaohong" is gone, and the cold "Snow Master" is born.

It sounds like "Snow Master".

Cut the past and the future, and from now on, we will have a good life.

At the top of Qilin Mountain, the two of them watched the sunset side by side, both of them were unparalleled in white clothes, like a pair of beautiful women.

This is what they used to do.

However, nowadays, the green mountains still remain unchanged, but things have changed.

The same mountain peak, the unchanging sunset, can no longer go back, the noisy Qilin Peak.

It used to be sunset, but now it is dusk.

Xue Shaohong understood very well that the Linglong girl beside her was no longer the cute little girl she used to be, and she was no longer the follower who only said "Brother Shaohong". Xue Shaohong never misunderstood her choice. After all, she had her way to go, but the breaking of love made Xue Shaohong feel cold, the cold into her bone marrow, and the cold into her heart.

"The peak of the twelve levels of the innate realm, you can step into Chaoyuan with just one step. It seems that she is still so hard in her inner sect and should have suffered a lot of sins."

Feeling the breath of Nangong Qiutong, Xue Shaohong murmured in his heart.

In fact, when facing Nangong Qiutong, Xue Shaohong still finds it difficult to calm down. The traces are too deep. Although three years are not short, they cannot be erased.

The body is quenched as the door, the energy is stairs, the innate as the ladder, and the Chaoyuan is the Chongshan.

After crossing the body tempering realm, you are entering the practice of practicing the twelve qi meridians, one line after another; one level innate twelve tiers, one level in one ladder; the Chaoyuan is divided into nine levels, one level in one mountain.

Steps are easy to climb, but ladders are difficult to climb, and heavy mountains are like natural dangers.

In five years, she climbed twelve ladders. According to her talent, she can imagine how much sweat she felt. Without winter practice, three nine summer practice, three summer practice, the skills could not reach this level.

The two stood side by side like this, as if they were warm in the past. They didn't want to withdraw for a while, until the sunset fell on the top of the mountain, Xue Shaohong spoke and asked, "Would you have anything to do with me when you come here?"

The evening breeze blows, driving away the last temperature of the sun.

Nangong Qiutong, dancing in Fushun's hair, said softly: "How long has it been since we've been like this?"

The words were a little emotional, but there was no nostalgia.

I feel sad about the past, but it is not worth remembering.

Xue Shaohong was also very calm and had no trouble. He replied: "It should be some time, not four years, and three years. Why? You will also feel emotion?"

When I asked the last question, I couldn’t help but feel a little ridiculed. How could I feel when I broke my friendship?

"To be precise, it should be three and a half years, and time is really fast."

Nangong Qiutong said softly, her calm tone and calm eyes seemed to not care about Xue Shaohong's ridicule. I don't know if it was suppressing the anger or if she should have been mocked.

Xue Shaohong said, "It seems that you came today to me to reminisce about the past, nor to revisit the old place and to express your feelings about life. You are here to talk about me."

Nangong Qiutong admitted it very simply: "You are still as smart as you. They saved me once, and I owe a favor."

"understand!"

Xue Shaohong nodded without explanation, and he could understand it, saying, "Come on, how do you want to persuade me?"

It ended early, so it was really boring.

Nangong Qiutong glanced at Xue Shaohong with a slanted look. Her face was like a carving, her eyebrows and starry eyes grew a lot, but she still had the outline of the past, but compared to the past, she had a little more vicissitudes and calmness.

"Six years!"

Xue Shaohong nodded: "Well, it's been six years indeed."

She didn't say what it was, but he understood what it was.

Six years ago, Xue Shaohong was eleven years old and was supported as the young leader of the Taixuan Sword Sect.

Nangong Qiutong asked: "Do you still want to continue? What's the point of persisting? Why don't you take out the Shaozong Order and withdraw from the Shaozong position? You should know that there is not much of this on you.

The advantage is that for you, it will only bring you endless dangers. Even if you have understood the first-level sword intent, you cannot change the actual situation. No matter how high your understanding is, you cannot climb the ladder, and you are still a mortal. Isn’t it good to have a peaceful life for a lifetime?"

In fact, Xue Shaohong had already vaguely guessed Nangong Qiutong's purpose in his heart, but he still didn't want to believe it. He suppressed this thought and watched the sunset shine dissipate, "The sunset shine dissipate."

Nangong Qiutong said: "The sunset is set, and its light will certainly disappear. Some things are destined to give up, right? It's always dark."

Xue Shaohong said: "Without the sun and the night is set, the world is not necessarily full of darkness. Are there still stars and moonlight?"

Nangong Qiutong said: "There is a kind of dark night, not a cloudy day, no moon, no stars, and desperate blackness."

Xue Shaohong smiled calmly and said, "The night is dark, the sky will still be bright. I believe that there is no way out for heaven."

Nangong Qiutong sighed and said nothing. She knew that she could not persuade Xue Shaohong. She knew Xue Shaohong very well. He made a decision that even if the mountain collapsed and the earth broke, it would not change. Unless the sect leader came, he would just use the sect leader's spoiling of Xue Shaohong. If he would not persuade him to give up, he would only encourage him and escort him.

Nangong Qiutong warned with great concern: "Then be careful in the future. The sect leader is not in the sect at present, and it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and it is difficult to prevent..."

Xue Shaohong interrupted and said, "You don't need to care if you have a bad life."

The words were plain and ruthless, so Nangong Qiutong stopped. The last ray of rays of light dissipated and the night was coming.

After saying this, I kept it unintentionally. Nangong Qiutong said, "It's not too late, I should leave."

Xue Shaohong: "Let's go slowly and don't send me off!"

Nangong Qiutong turned around and faced the wooden house. She saw the exquisite wooden house on the left side of the center. The curtain was connected to the spider web, and the foot of the house was overgrown with weeds. She said softly: "Drop the wooden house."

Xue Shaohong said: "No, one day, it will disappear without leaving any traces of corruption."

Nangong Qiutong nodded, then went down the mountain, walked to the bottom of the mountain, and stopped again. She looked up and saw Xue Shaohong on the edge of the cliff, and shouted: "Young Master Xue, how about sending me a ride? Maybe there is no more."

"good!"
Chapter completed!