Hua Qingming fell to the ground and fell into a shit-eating dog.

She leaned on her waist and slowly stood up, watching the crane flying away.

Nima, sure enough, when people are in adversity, even a beast is bullying people.

Hua Qingming squeezed her waist and looked at the endless maple forest in front of her. She always felt in her heart that this place in front of her must not be easy.

You can feel it vaguely, something is wrong.

She walked inside, and after just two steps, she felt her whole body trembling-shaking. Before, she was still warm as spring, but in a blink of an eye, it was already like a cold winter.

In the air, a little snow fell slowly.

Hua Qingming took another two steps, and he clearly felt the maple tree in front of him, as if it could move.

She is walking, these maple trees are also walking non-stop.

"There is a formation!"

Hua Qingming said to himself.

She looked around, the maple leaves in full swing, a large stretch of continuous, like flames.

The top of the fiery red maple leaf was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

Hua Qingming knew that she had fallen into a kind of strange circle, but if she didn't leave, this place was enough to freeze her to death.

She didn't want to die so easily.

Hua Qingming had no choice but to continue walking towards the front.

The more I walked inside, the more I felt cold, and my body was going to freeze.

There was a faint storm again, and it blew in her direction, and there were waves of wind and snow sandwiching maple leaves frozen by ice and snow.

It crackled and hit the person's face with pain.

Hua Qingming took two more difficult steps. At this time, he saw a crystal clear snow-white lake. Well, in a strict sense, this is no longer a lake.

It was completely frozen into a large piece of white, a man in a white robe was practicing sword.

He turned his back to her, although he couldn't see his face clearly, just by looking at the figure from his back, he could already feel that he must be a beautiful person.

The jet black hair was blowing wantonly, and he also held a frost-white long sword in his hand. It was vaguely visible on the long sword that there seemed to be an ice-blue gas that seemed to linger.

Following his movements, there were gusts of wind and snow all around him, and a small snow mountain had accumulated on one side of the ground.

The maple trees by the lake were shrouded by this ice and snow. The white wind and snow, holding the bright red maple leaves, everything was like piles of ice.

The white ice flakes reveal a bright red color inside.

Hua Qingming looked at this weird scene in front of him, realizing in his heart that it must be a bad thing, thinking about leaving soon, but his feet seemed to have been stationed here, and he couldn't take any steps.

Just stood here in a daze.

"Who are you!?"

Suddenly, the man turned his anger. Before Hua Qingming could see his appearance, he was already standing in front of Hua Qingming.

His voice was cold and unfeeling.

This man is really good-looking.

Hua Qingming looked at him, and he was also looking at Hua Qingming at the same time. There was no sadness or joy in a pair of black eyes.

His eyes were thin, long, and clear, as if they were mixed with this kind of evil charm and partiality, and he swayed these two feelings freely.