That is an emperor, an emperor who controls frost and snow!

The white-clothed woman, Ma Daochang, Lin Ji and others stared at the snow-white figure floating in the air.

The woman in black had the most violent reaction.

She trembled violently.

"She, she... has awakened some of the power of her previous life?"

At this moment she realized!

No wonder Bai Lian had to run thousands of miles from Duxianmen to Xuehai, she just wanted to get back her lost power.

So terrifying.

Looking for medicine for Master's wounds?

Don't make trouble, it must be a pretense. It's hard to find healing medicine, isn't it unnecessary to go to Xuehai?

"Your senior brother is sure to lose!"

The woman in white nodded.

The powerful suppression force almost froze her soul, and the senior brother who faced this kind of shock would not be much better.

The swordsman's heart really sank.

"Get out of the way!"

He and Yuexinjian together turned into a purple streamer, and flew towards Bai Lian in the sky.

His sword was almost unreserved.

The sword qi that stunned the Quartet caused a torrent of snow on the snowy sea, and the earth also turned over.

But just as he was about to stab Bai Lian, an icicle suddenly burst out from the ground, piercing his body and soul together.

Boom.

The swordsman found himself frozen.

He was broken, but it was him who was broken. Why did he lose with just one move?

He couldn't understand.

He felt that his life was passing, and death was so close to him. Is this what he saw in Bai Lian's right eye just now?

"My dream has not been fulfilled yet!"

With a click, his body scattered like stars.

After a brief blank, the swordsman opened his eyes again.

He looked around a little blankly.

It was still a snowy field. He was still there, and the snowy woman didn't move.

Just now that was...

hallucinations?

"The innocent monsters you killed feel the same as you just now."

Suddenly, Bai Lian's cold voice rang in his ears.

The swordsman didn't seem to hear, he once again killed Bai Lian with his sword, but this time he was still stabbed to death by an icicle that appeared out of thin air.

Everything is back to square one.

"I sympathize with your past experiences, but this is not the reason why you inflict pain on other innocent monsters."

"You do not understand!"

The swordsman roared.

Feeling the coldness of the snowflakes falling on his shoulders, at this time, he finally discovered something abnormal.

Although he is not dead, there are obvious wounds where he was stabbed in the [Illusion].

Is this the power of this field?

If he doesn't attack...

Swish.

A cold white sword light swept across, cutting off his neck.

After a while, the returning swordsman touched his neck, and there was an obvious bloodstain on it.

"You don't understand!" Bai Lian shouted, "If you only take action against those evil beasts, no one will accuse you, but will praise you instead."

"You do not understand."

The swordsman continued to repeat this sentence until his chest was pierced again.

Bai Lian said coldly, "What did those innocent monsters do wrong, what qualifications do you have to take their lives?"

"you do not……"

The sword qi rose again and cut the swordsman in half.

"Just because you are better than them? Now that I am better than you, I can play with your life at will!"

"you……"

The sword light fell like rain, and chopped the swordsman into meat sauce.

Bai Lian said again: "Do you want to be miserable? There are many more miserable people than you in this world. How could they ever spread their grievances on innocent people?"

"You don't..."

The sword qi swept across, smashing the swordsman's body into pieces.

Bai Lian continued: "Take my little junior sister as an example, she didn't know who her own parents were from the moment she was conscious, she was adopted by an old man who was dying, and the old man wanted to send her to practice, but she had no qualifications, so she suffered Ridiculous. She wanted to repay the old man who brought her back from the snow, but the old man died of illness early, when she was only nine years old..."

A nine-year-old child became helpless overnight.

Did she complain about the world?

"there has never been."

Bai Lian recalled the days before the fifth sister in the game was taken to Duxianmen.

She looks at the world with bright eyes.

She walked from her hometown to Yaoxia Bay. The journey was full of deceit, violence and indifference, but she was still able to use her kindness to bring smiles to everyone around her.

The only thing that made Bai Lian feel uncomfortable was that in the game, since entering the Immortal Du Xianmen, Fifth Junior Sister seldom laughed.

The swordsman still shook his head: "You are not me."

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Lian still used the Wugou Sword to cut off the swordsman's body.

Not enough.

"I don't need to be you, and I can never be you!"

She made a cut in the snow field and dragged Master Cao and his cousin directly in.

"I don't think you can't tell that the eldest lady is poisoned, right?"

The swordsman was silent.

Bai Lian sneered.

To deal with this kind of person who doesn't listen to reason, you can only rely on beating, smashing his heart into pieces, and then shoving the reason into his body like a stick!

She gave Young Master Cao a sideways look, and under the pressure of bone-chilling coldness, Young Master Cao told the truth as if he was pouring beans.

"It's her, it's all her." He pointed at his cousin, "She encouraged me to poison Liniang!"

My cousin immediately screamed: "Why are you spitting blood, I'll just mention it casually, it's obviously your initiative!"

Master Cao was furious: "You stinky mother-in-law..."

Bai Lian interrupted them: "I'm not interested in watching your dog bite a dog."

She threw the two directly out.

"Doing a good deed but not getting rewarded, and being yelled at and killed instead, how about this, isn't this plot familiar?"

Bai Lian stared into the swordsman's eyes.

The swordsman gritted his teeth.

No, no, no, no...

This world is not right, and neither is the world outside.

He was wrong, Bai Lian was wrong, everyone was wrong.

Not all right.

He held the Yuexin sword tightly, clearly holding the hilt, but blood kept dripping out of his palm.

The blood wet the snow.

Another sword light fell, directly hacking him to death.

Only this time the swordsman no longer felt pain.

"Wrong, everything is wrong!"

The blood dripping on the snow burned, and his whole body was covered in flames, and it seemed to be on fire, like a demon who came out of the abyss.

Five points of demonic thoughts, plus five points of paranoia, equals 100% darkness.

The aura on the swordsman's body soared, and he forcibly broke the threshold in front of him and briefly entered the integration period.

Bai took a deep breath: "If this is all your power, then let me break your sword!"

With the name of the Huanxue monarch, she can compete with immortal cultivators in the early stage of integration. Although there is a time limit, it is far from being comparable to a half-hearted person like a swordsman in the integration stage.

She abandoned the Wushou Sword and flew in front of the swordsman, her fists opened and closed, each punch hitting the swordsman's face straight.

shattered.

Collapse.

smash.

She didn't hold back, she did her best with every punch, she knew it wasn't enough to kill the swordsman, but it could tear his pride - his proud strength.

boom.

At a certain moment, Bai Lian snatched the swordsman's sword over.

Violent knee strike.

Kacha-

In his astonishment, the swordsman found that his Yuexin Sword was severely broken by Bai Lian, and then was thrown into the snow, where he was directly crushed into countless broken crystals with his toes.

"My heart is broken, let's do it again."

He thought of such a voice in his ear.

His pillar, all of him just shattered.

Puff.

The swordsman knelt in the snow.

He couldn't see or hear anything, he just felt that the world was so cold.

Chapter 17 Yellow-leaf tree in the rain, white-headed man under the lamp 4k

Like the sun shining through the night.

There is a new life in that empty world.

……

Idle sorrow is like flying snow, and it melts when you drink it.