Jiuzhou, the extreme north, the ice field, and the sky is filled with snow.

Two giants walked on the ice field, and heavy snow could not cover their hair. One of them had a color similar to the heavy snow, and walking here seemed to be integrated with the flying snow. The other end was completely opposite. He held his head high and his hair was flying like flames. Even in this ice and snow, he would feel warm when he saw him. The color alone could bring the image of "flame".

For some reason, the lone torch fire on the ice field has a peer who has penetrated here again today.

It looks the same.

Some creatures hiding in the heavy snow felt incredible, so they appeared, and their thin body fell on the branches along with the heavy snow.

"Xiza, it's rare that there will be creatures who dare to walk with you." The strange creatures with white-faced bird bodies said in unison, their tone as if they were laughing, but if they sounded carefully, they would think that they were indeed serious, and then they would feel dizzy.

"It seems to be the same kind? Look at them all have the same heads, the same limbs and bodies, and even the black marks on their bodies are similar... But if I want to tell me, Lord Xizha is more majestic..." Some of the voices continued. After saying that, the creatures with white-faced bird bodies smiled together, and Fengxue seemed to be a little louder in the laughter.

"I like the white ones... After all, it's the same color as ours... it's as beautiful as snow, isn't it?"

"Oh—! That ominous and dull left eye! I want to take back my previous words. Our snowflakes are perfectly symmetrical, presenting a rare and extremely beautiful feeling in the world. It is a great structure to lay color on this deserted land. This eye... is a pity!"

"This is a one-eyed tiger... You actually tried to pour dirty water on such a great appearance! One-eyed, or the left eye that was lost due to fighting. Isn't this cool?"

Then, they talked with each other, mixed with drama-like singing voices and recitations, just like an opera house that suddenly rose deep in the ice field.

Qingyan glanced at Xiza not far away. The ruthless king seemed to be patient with these goblins.

No matter what these things said, Xizha was indifferent, but just moved forward indifferently, leaving one huge palm print after another on the snow.

"What are they?" Qingyan asked.

"The fairies born in the snow," Xizha didn't look back. "You can understand them as crystallized products of the energy of the earth and the sky. These little things didn't say so much at the beginning, but because a person became like this, she influenced these snow elves. If you don't care about them, just ignore them."

The torch flames crossed the wind and snow, and the edge of the snowfield was already facing the ice sea.

The wind and snow all over the sky seemed to disperse at this moment, like a curtain opened in the theater. I also wanted someone to wash the wind and snow in the sky with one hand. In front, there was a vast blue color occupying the entire line of sight. The waves hit the ice layer layer by layer, making a loud thunderous sound. The huge power contained in it can even tear the edge of the land and swallow the ice layer.

Qingyan raised his head and was stunned.

In such an extremely harsh environment, people actually live in it.

The end of the snowfield is empty, with only a wooden house standing there, behind which is leaning against the dense coniferous forest. A few kilometers northwards is the roaring sea of ​​ice.

The two giant tigers did not cover up their movements. The heavy footsteps attracted the attention of the owner of the wooden house. The wooden door slowly opened and a head was poked out. Even if Qingyan did not use his spiritual energy, he had excellent eyesight. She clearly saw that the owner of the wooden house was a girl, and her hair was poked out of her head and spread out from her shoulders. The color was very beautiful and light golden.

The girl saw Xiza on the high cliff, so she walked out of the wooden house happily and waved to them.

"What I said before is the person who influenced the snow demon." Xizha glanced at Qingyan, jumped, and in the air, Qingyan saw the body of the torch-like tiger gradually shrinking. This was the first time this tyrant turned into a human form in front of Qingyan. During that time in the Little Khingan Mountains, Xizha had always communicated with her with her violent minions. After all, in his opinion, this was the communication method that tigers should have.

Qing Yan keenly sensed that Xiza seemed to intend to restrain the tyrannical aura on him.

The burly man in a thick coat replaced the original position of the giant tiger, and the human figure of the giant tiger was still like a flame, with orange-red hair, like a burning flame in the wind and snow.

Qingyan did not move forward, she knew this was not the place Xiza wanted to take her to.

She licked her paws quietly and lay in the snow, almost blending into one, like a hill covered with thick snow.

"Xiza, you actually have fellow travelers?" The girl in the wooden house was surprised.

She saw the green flames on the high cliff.

"Am I a fellow traveler? She is not qualified yet." The man was cold and walked straight into the wooden house by the girl. The girl glanced at Gao Ya for the last time and finally closed the door.

"Who is she? The helper you called? I thought you didn't need helpers or something. After all, if you need a powerful assistant, the guys in the depths of the snowfield would be happy to be a pawn for you, but in the two years after you were crowned, there was no decent guy beside you." The girl circled around Xiza, and the sound of the little leather boots stepping on the wooden floor was very crisp. It was dazzling, like a light little song.

"I'll come to you to get what I used to be." Xiza spoke, and he lowered his head, "All the eyes and ears of the Ice Field."

"You should fulfill your agreement, Snow Girl."

The girl stopped and followed Xiza. The furnishings of the wooden house were very simple and could be seen at a glance. On the wooden table in the center of the living room, this dark blue ice crystal was placed, flowing with light. Xiza just glanced at it and withdrew her gaze and looked at the girl behind her.

"You could have taken away such things before, why did you have to keep them until now?" The girl's appearance was changing. The pale hair of snow replaced the long light golden hair, stretching until it was dragged to the floor. The cold air suddenly overshadowed the only warmth in the house, and fine ice crystals appeared on the walls.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "It always takes a little surprise to wander around the ice field to find a suitable opponent, right? If I know everything, it would be too boring."

"Then, now, what's the difference?" Xue Nu asked with a smile.

Xiza stared at the snow girl's eyes, which were her deep gray eyes, like a desolate snow field. Xiza frowned, and seemed to have discovered where the sense of incongruity that had appeared since entering the wooden house. He thought this was something that both sides knew clearly, but now it seems that the information between the two sides was not equal.

But this is impossible.

The other party is Snow Girl, and no one can hide it from her eyes on this ice field. She is an elf on the snow field, commanding all the wind and snow. She can also detect any changes in this land. In a sense, Snow Girl's perception of this place is even better than that of him as a king.

Suddenly, a cold current hit Xiza's mind, with complete intuition and complete physical movements. When Xiza's consciousness did not respond at all, his body had already appeared in the wilderness outside the wooden house, and the vast white became the background again.

The next moment he made the move, the icicles soared into the sky and instantly crushed the wooden house. The damaged wood chips were flying all over the sky. The snow girl standing on the icicles overlooked Xiza.

Xizha looked up and the snow girl's eyes were no longer the gray eyes, but the faint green ghost fire.

A strong decay filled the body of the snow girl, like a corpse that had been dead for countless years.

On the high cliff, Qingyan stood up and stared at the huge icicle.

"Corpsy?"

The pure elf born in the snow turned out to be a corpse?

The moment Qingyan was about to enter this battlefield, a magnificent imperial realm came! It was a dark place, fear, death, blood spread here, soldiers were rising, countless black shadows roared, and the giant tiger like a flame walked in this imperial realm. He glanced at Qingyan briefly, and Qingyan understood it, which was to tell her not to intervene.

Turning to Xizha, he rushed and smashed the icicles!

But the snow girl was no longer above the icicles. Her figure melted into the wind and snow, making singing laughs.

The monster with the white-faced bird body that Qingyan saw before was transformed from every snowflake, covering the sky!

Qing Yan observed the battlefield. There was also a strange domain mixed in this imperial realm, and it should be the Snow Girl. These changes happened too quickly. According to the information Xizha told her, the Snow Girl should be a friend or not an enemy.

But obviously, the curse spread in the song.

"Boom--!" Xizha stepped on the ground, cracking the ground at the soles of his feet. A huge crack appeared in the wilderness, but this was far from the end. One, two, three, and then countless black shadows appeared. They wandered in the sky and collided with the monsters of the white-faced bird gods. The harsh roar trembled with thick snow and snow dust splashed.

Qingyan just looked.

She stood up and went into a state of alertness, but she did not enter the battlefield like the news that Xiza conveyed to her.

The strength of the snow girl is not very powerful for this tyrant. This creature born in pure white snow is difficult to deal with. The ability to communicate with the world is this creature born with magical powers. But this magical power is very fragile in front of Xiza, and Qingyan's heart is counting down.

In about ten minutes, the dark and bloody imperial road area gathered, and the wind and snow all over the sky also disappeared.

The roar was gone, but the sound of the giant palm stomping on the ground was particularly clear.

Xiza landed on the ground, and her huge palm pressed down on the snow girl.

At this moment, the corpse aura on the snow girl's body became even stronger. The green ghost fire burning in her pupils became more and more intense. She struggled under Xizha's huge palm, but obviously, this little power could not shake Xizha's claws at all.

"It seems that I'm late." Xiza said in a deep voice.

Behind him, thousands of ghosts crawled back into his markings. He lowered his head and sniffed the breath of the snow girl.

"It's so smelly, this kind of thing."

"Xiza, are you really planning to kill me?" The snow girl smiled, the burning ghost fire disappeared, and it seemed that the initial snow girl had regained her consciousness.

"Do you think the snow girl is very important to me? What is something that cannot be killed?" Xiza asked back.

The snow girl didn't answer, she was just laughing.

But soon, the delicate and beautiful face couldn't smile. Because she really felt the heavy pressure above, the huge palm fell, and Xiza showed no mercy. Xiza really planned to kill her with such a terrifying power!

In an instant, the snow girl's expression was broken.

She is begging for mercy.

Please don't kill her, she twisted her body with all her emotions.

But above, Xiza's low answer came.

"Don't use this face to make such a look, it's disgusting."

"Xiza!" the snow girl roared.

To no avail.

The giant palm burned a dark flame, and the snow girl wailed, but gradually, the wail stopped. When Xiza raised the giant palm again, there was only a huge open space with soil exposed. The snow girl's figure was burned into the dark flames.

"Hell." Xiza cursed in a low voice.

From the beginning to the end, there was no body left in just a quarter of an hour.

Qing Yan looked at the tyrant tiger in the wilderness from afar and met Xiza's gaze.

The other party said in a deep voice: "Are you very confused? What happened here? Or, what happened to this elf?"

"Yes, yes, what's wrong?" The answer came, but it was not Qingyan, but a tender and light voice.

Qingyan was stunned.

In the wind and snow, a young figure floated, and two monsters with white faces and birds acted as her seat.

"Don't be too surprised, Lord Qingyan." The figure smiled, "It's probably the first time you have seen a pure elves. In this land, as long as my snowflakes still exist, I will not die. I just need to grow again. Otherwise, if you think about it carefully, can I survive the violent thing like Xiza? Without this ability, I would have become one of the ugly things in the markings."

Qingyan looked at Xiza.

Xiza rarely put on an indifferent expression.

Obviously, he has killed Snow Girl more than once.

"You completely broke free from that kind of thing, right?" Xiza spoke.
To be continued...