She whispered: "The person who can be liked by Emperor Bai Lian must be very happy."

Oh, a hammer of happiness.

Bai Lian shook his head.

Master, it's fine if you don't have a headache.

That is to say, Master is good at fishing, but if it was her, with such a terrifying enemy in front of her, I am afraid that she will not be able to live in peace day and night.

The two drink tea with each other.

After chatting about Tong Yao's interesting story, Qian Xue suddenly stood up and bowed to Bai Lian.

"Thanks to Emperor Bai Lian for believing everything I said."

Bai Lian also got up quickly.

"I also want to thank you for believing in me, otherwise even if I find the Bronze Valley, I may not be able to find the Pluto Palace Master."

Qianxue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Emperor Bai Lian is really overthinking it. I don't worry about your hurting hearts from the beginning of the fight."

"why?"

Bai Lian was puzzled.

Qianxue explained, "I have the ability to see the colors of people."

"color?"

"Yes, the person who kills the wild is blood or black, the person who is extremely sad is sea blue, and the person who is arrogant and arrogant is orange-red."

"what about me?"

Bai Lian pointed to himself.

Because of the appearance of the future mirror, she became interested in metaphysical operations such as divination.

"Your color..." Qianxue pointed to the sky, "Like the snow falling in succession, it is the only white I have ever seen in my life."

Bai Lian raised his head and followed her fingers.

She saw that in the gloomy night, the snowflakes became denser and denser.

She then remembered the poem—

[Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a mat, and pieces blow off Xuanyuan Terrace]

Today's snow is so heavy!

At this time, a white flower slowly appeared in the place guarded by the snowflakes.

Even the night is quiet.

Bai Lian stretched out his hand and took the white flower floating in the air into his hand.

"Senior Qianxue, this is the soul lock..."

Her mouth closed.

The snow kept falling, but in this open backyard, there were only teacups that were still scorching 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 **** white!

As white as this thousand miles of flying snow!

Jun Yingyou said: There are thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, to whom does the shadow go?

Bai Lian gently wiped his eyes.

she thinks.

Maybe this is a parental love story.

She walked through the long corridor and broke into the glamorous snowy night.

Chapter 4: The Witch Queen, Bai Lian! 6k

Time flows like water.

Midnight is gone.

Early morning on April 1.

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 express her condolences 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 consciousness, he will feel more comfortable and will feel a little comfort in his heart.

Everyone is leaving.

After all, a little enjoyment, right?

There is no need to let go of grief and music.

The constant whistling of the north wind in my ears and the dull white color in front of my eyes are enough to make me sad.

The flowers are white.

Snow is white.

Bai Lian is white.

The world is also white.

The difference is that Xue, Bai Lian and the world are both cold, while the flowers that spin around 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 of the flower of the soul lock is exactly where Haitang Chunyuan is located.

"It seems that the perpetrators and those 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 name of the game event is [Return of the 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 isn't so wild and cold, right?

Bai Lian can understand why Tong Yao suddenly became so cold after gaining power.

Or the same principle—

[You are numb when you stamp! 】

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 her palms.

"Maybe……"

She shouldn't tell Tong Yao about Qianxue's story, so it would be better to let Tong Yao 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 scalded.

"?"

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 on the Flower of Soul Chains.

"..."

Either way.

Let's talk about it then.

Bai Lian gently jumped up the cliff.

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 been frozen into ice, here is a scene of gurgling streams and green trees and safflowers.

Anyone who is not blind can see that there is a problem here.

The system did not give any hints, 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 thought of Tong Yao who was huddled in the corner.

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You can'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 last time. It should be enough to hold a low-grade fairy spirit stone and explode in an instant."

she muttered to herself.

this moment.

The wind has stopped, and the snow has also stopped.

Warmth erupted in the depths of Bai Lian's body.

Her somewhat empty body and mind were filled up in an instant.