Blue snow

Two months ago in Yue Se. The fat young master and the poor boy fell in love with a girl at the same time. It was the Rose Festival in Stokes, and it was rumored that they became lovers in that week and spent a whole year in good luck, and everything went well. On the other hand, a person will be full of bad luck. So the last two unlucky people at the weekend will fight for their love fortune for a whole year.

Although the girls didn't accept their sudden love, the duel went on as scheduled. In the end, the fat man won the duel and broke the poor boy's head with a wooden hammer, but the girl fainted. Just when the fat man was surrounded by everyone and wanted to marry her on the spot. A foreign female swordsman stopped him and challenged him.

That girl is just gossip. She beat the fat boy away, but everyone stopped her. Said she broke the rules, said she was going to jail, said she had to marry that girl ... Black Anatolia comforted her and pulled out the blade slightly with his cold eyes, but the girl had to pay for her impulse. The girl didn't eat bread and bacon at night.

A study tour group from was also there, including a mage named Lian. She passed the tearful girl, which was the first time they met.

"What's the matter tonight? The wind is so strong. "

She was wearing an ivory dress and a tulle shawl with a rose pattern. Her hair is like a light blue waterfall, and the white waves at the end are scattered on her soft shoulders. Snow-white arms and calves were exposed and endured the biting cold. And shoes are like two shallow boats, which can only just drown her toes. But even though the shoes are thin, she is still a little high. You Lan has bright blue eyes and a delicate little face on her thin round cheeks. She is a master.

"aye? Why is there a little guy here? " Blinking her crystal eyes, she leaned forward and looked at the wind in shock. She continued to ask, "It's that poor guy who wants to find a house to shelter from the wind and carries such a heavy sword. Let me guess ... it's a bounty hunter! How's it going? I didn't guess wrong. "

"No ..."

"hee hee. A bounty hunter and a cool girl are really hard to come by. But aren't you afraid of freezing in such a cold day? "

"You're wearing a skirt, too ..." She doesn't look hostile, but what if there is? The wind gently lowered the big sword behind him. ?

"I am a master." She answered with great confidence, which made Feng Yu realize that she had asked a stupid question. Master is not afraid of cold. The magical energy in his body can warm them, blowing air in cold nights, like drinking ice in summer. "Still want me to sit and warm up, ok ~"

"Huh?"

She came softly. Gossip doesn't know how to describe her beauty. Most women are as beautiful as snow, ranging in age from ten to twenty. But ..... She is like a snow lotus on an ice peak, a lady made of jade, and her face is like a ripe apricot, so she hooks her chin when she bounces. Her crooked mouth can't hide her smile, her eyes are watery, and she reveals shallow laziness along her long eyelashes. Her eyebrows and the tip of her nose sparkled like ice.

"Stand up." She whispered, gossip head blank, listen to her and stand up straight. Too close, so close that the tips of the noses almost touch each other. If you are a teenager ... even girls can't stand it. Gossip turns red and the heart beats faster. Even so close, she has a different kind of beauty. The small nose is blue, and the ice-colored lines are like a paper blade, looming under the rosy cheeks. Maybe all gentlemen like the cherry mouth with eyebrow eyes and apricot eyes, but the gossip is tired of the heroines who come out of romance novels, and they only like such a different kind of beauty.

If you want to marry, you have to marry this.

Just as Feng Yu was thinking, the hostess straightened up and reached over Feng Yu's head to her chin, loudly saying, "How high! Are you really mortal? "

……

It feels like those aunts in town who are keen to let little boys line up together to compare their height.

And she is obviously a head taller than herself, wearing flat shoes with almost no thickness, unlike her own boots.

"Are you higher ..."

"Of course." She took two steps to the side and sat on her lap. "But even if I am a master, I am also a giant. People say that short girls are cute, and people like me are not close. "

"We can't decide how tall we are." It was decided by her parents, but she didn't remember them. Gossip sat cross-legged and glanced at her like Snow Lotus.

A tall and mature woman, if mortal, is about twenty-five years old.

"But I don't think so. Whoever says cute must be short. For example, I think you are cute. " She cocked her head and smiled sweetly.

"No, the boys in the same town call me a muscle girl, saying that when I wield a sword, I roar like a crow ... I'm not cute at all, I'm dirty and unlovable." The only boy who chased her was beaten by her. After that, I'm afraid no boys dare to talk to her.

"How?" She leaned over in front of the whisperer, looked at the face of the whisperer and said seriously. "Their eyes must be blind, such a beautiful face, as lovely as a doll, but not dressed up. You live too rough, don't you wash your face and make up? God, how can a woman not know how to make up? "

"How can it be here ..." Even at ordinary times, she used to pull a long face, and Heitolia didn't teach her how to be beautiful. She had secretly borrowed the town lady's cosmetic case, but it was a mess. As soon as she looks in the mirror, she washes it with water. Maybe Hajto Leah has never seen her as a girl. In that case, why not choose boys?

"Also. Judging from your appearance, you should have suffered a lot to come here. " She sat back again, took out an orange lipstick from the small purse behind her waist and gently applied it to her lips. "It is still 200 miles from Bergmulinko."

"How did you know I was going there ..."

"Today's Camille is so messy, where else can I go? Don't bite you. My name is Lotus Ice Rose. What's your name? "

"Whispering Yoda" didn't join the guild, and like other mortals, she used the name of the town as a suffix.

"whispering, I like this name!"

"Lian ... Lian?"

"It's no problem to call it that."

The strong flame eliminated the cold in the room, and the wind felt that his feet were no longer stiff and his hands were much more comfortable. The ice wall behind him creaked and seemed to be melting. Lian turned around and held the wall with one hand, and the cracks froze again, and all the cracks disappeared.

"Ice Rose ... Is it the Wang Du Guild?"

"Uh-huh ... it's too hot. Take off one. " Lotus sat back again, her slender fingers clasped on the buttons of her shawl and gently untied them. The long skirt naturally slipped and folded on the leg. The leg angle is cold when it touches the wind, and the filar silk is incredibly slippery, like the touch of water. After taking off the long skirt, Lian only wore a gray bra, and two shells stood proudly with two peaks. The fine threads of the pattern are hooked on the soft back, and the crossed thin strips are stacked together, gently strangling her slightly sensual waist and navel. Whispering involuntarily put your hand on your chest, which is about zero.

What's wrong with flat breasts? How to fight with two water bags hanging on your chest? Besides, your own is not small. It must be because you have eaten too little recently and wore a tight bra! The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am. My heart is racing and my cheeks are reddish. On the other hand, she is really unprepared. Whispering turned her eyes to the shawl on the ground, and the roses printed on it were the ice roses in the king's capital that she had seen in the library of Heitolia.

"Ice roses, I remember ... I saw them when I was in Yue Se town!" Gossip remembers the experience of Yue Se Town. At that time, the tourism scholar of Ice Rose was also present. Those blade-like rose petals left a deep impression on her. The black rose with thorns died in the morning, and the delicate red rose lived to the evening. In the legend of the blood god, the red color of the rose is watered with blood.

"Remember?" Lian brushed her hair aside and sprayed some perfume on her neck. It smelled like grapefruit and mint. Rumor has it that her hair is still wet, and the skirt she just wore looks like pajamas, and even her face is shiny, like some kind of lotion. Does she really live here? It's like a big lady who just took a shower is dressing up. Lian arranged her hair and said, "In this town, a brave swordsman fought to save a girl."

"It's me ... did you see it?" ?

"Well, I see, you saved her. Those who watch are so angry. Do they really want to see this girl destroyed? People obviously don't want to. What a pity! Fortunately, I have a good impression of Stokes ... but they dare not do anything to you, probably because they are scared by the white-haired master around you. Who is he to you? Adoptive father, friend, or ... "Lian drew a heart with his fingers, conjured up a string of heart-shaped seals made of ice crystals, and laughed at a loss until the words were embarrassedly crooked, and Lian gathered up a smile and asked with concern:

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay ... he is my uncle, but others will always regard us as that kind of relationship ..."

"So! I'm sorry! I just want to gossip and giggle ... Can I apologize? Don't be angry with me ... "

"No ... I'm not angry ..." Her gentleness makes it difficult for gossip to compare her with those lofty lords. At the same time, she will also be wary of overly enthusiastic owners. Even if they have met before, they haven't spoken and don't know each other's personality. If she knew her golden scroll, would she fight her like the previous owner? Then what can I do? Just killed an old man a few hours ago, and the magic bullet has been used up.

"Well, I'll show you around my castle as an apology."

"Really, I didn't care about this ... wait, where's the castle? Where is the castle here? " Before he entered the town, he looked around and found himself in disrepair. But her spotless clothes do have some conflicts with this shabby house.

"Here it is." Even snapping your fingers, a water mirror appeared in front of you. At the other end of the mirror, there is an ice rose in bud. Gently with your hand, ripples will burst out, and ice roses will suddenly bloom. Rooms and furniture, large and small, are scattered on the blooming ice roses, and return to their places with the petals one by one. Even flicking your fingertips at the mirror, the periphery of the castle, the lobby, the corridor, the hall, the bedroom, the dining room and the backyard ... The mirror is full of flowers, flowers are castles, leaves are ancient walls, branches are paths, and the ice princess living in petals smiles like snowflakes at the wild roses growing on the sand.

"It's so beautiful ..."

"This is the world of flowers that only belong to me ... now it blooms for you."

"Is this really a place where I can set foot ..."

"Why?" Lotus looked blankly at Whisperwind. "Whisperwind doesn't like it?"

"no! How is it possible ... "Ears suddenly hate themselves. Hate yourself, don't you, master? She doesn't know. The mortal body is like a shackle, which makes her unable to move, and the hatred passed down from generation to generation between the mortal and the master makes it difficult for her to put down her guard and open her heart to her pure white. What she hates is probably history, an epic chapter written with blood and magic after the sun has gone away. She finally thought angrily, if only all this had never existed.

Just then, messy footsteps came from the other side of the ice window, the cold wind roared past, the ice window cracked and fell to the ground, and the wind quickly stood up with the slightly hot floor and looked out of the window. Lotus also closed her hands and the water mirror disappeared quietly.

"who!"

The blue-eyed monster is just around the corner, and no one answers.

They wear summer work clothes, their bare legs and feet are covered with chilblains, but they can still walk unsteadily, with sticks in their hands and nails nailed to the fence, and their whole eyes are blue. This is a corpse. Lian whispered. Ghost, isn't that legendary? Whispers denied it, but according to the legend, it was compared with the monster in front of me. They are dead, but they are planted with magic crystals, and only when their magic runs out will they fall down.

"This is forbidden. Only people in reverse order can use it, and only they have used this black magic. "

"In reverse order? Aren't they defeated a hundred years ago and have been separated from Shanbei? "

"My team turned around when they arrived in Camille, but I thought that since they all ran so far, they wouldn't go north to see it. They found something amazing. I will tell you later. " Lotus quickly put on her clothes, gently pointed to the ice wall, turned into countless broken ice crystals and floated into the air, covered by a light blue transparent barrier. After reading a series of spells with extremely fast pronunciation, the ice crystals rearranged and pointed in different directions. Enchantment gradually transparent disappear, ice rain scattered from the residual white halo, condensed into frost on ghouls, ghouls covered with a thin layer of yarn, could not move, there was the sound of ice extrusion friction. After a short delay, an ice thorn grew from the ghouls and nailed their fragile bones together. Ice spines are covered with new ice cones, like blooming flowers. Ice spines burst one after another, and a row of ghouls fell.

So powerful.

It's completely different from that giant man. He can only use magic to keep fit and run around arrogantly, and her magic is fast, efficient and deadly. How lucky she is to be honest with herself. I am very vigilant. ...

"They are not from this town, but from other towns. There are some things you may not know, and probably the alliance doesn't know either. Pessimistically, at least half of Camille has been occupied by rebels, and ghouls are their soldiers. "

The rebels are a warlord organization, which launched a war a hundred years ago in an attempt to overthrow the rule of the alliance. However, after many hardships, they did not break through the Winter Castle and entered the territory of the Alliance. In Abel's story, the king of the League proudly said that the only victory of the rebel army was to plant their flag within 50 meters south of the Evergreen Great Wall or throw it over.

Nowadays, reverse order is the number one crime of the alliance, and it is a crime that everyone dare not avoid.

However, Camille is in the northwest, with mountains and natural barriers in the north and a gray silent sea in the west. How did they get here? The wind asked.

I don't know, but what they do is a real reverse order, turning people into ghosts and then making them attack south. Maybe only Berghanlin didn't fall. It is said that the bounty hunters there have joined hands with the local town guards as their last stronghold.

……

What, the league doesn't care?

I should ask these questions, according to the rumor. In Yoda, she never cared about these things. The same is true for people in the town. Every day, they think about what to eat, how the harvest is, whether the children fight or not, and what good things to send back to the caravan in the city. For them, life is just in front of them, and the distance is only scrawled and vague.

This alliance has long existed in name only. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Ghosts are not a real threat. Millions of ghouls can't attack evergreen castle. What are these? What's terrible is Stokes and Si Long. Camille, sandwiched between them, is a powder keg, which may detonate the whole alliance.

"Well ..."

"So the best result is that Bergherm Lin can hold on, the ghosts will run out of magic, the riots will disappear on their own, and the burning fuse will go out on its own, which is good for everyone. "

Maybe you can join them when you go to Berg Mullin and kill those ghosts together. Maybe the broken arrow will be taken there and can play some incredible roles, such as turning into a giant sword, dancing with the wind and painting with blood ... what about her reward? Her scroll is still in her luggage, and she still has no clue. To tell the truth, she has no detailed and reliable plan on how to find this treasure.

"So you're going to Berghanlin?"

"How is that possible? There are still people living here now. What will they do if I leave? But there are more and more ghosts in the town next door, so it is not the way to stay here all the time ... "She could have left here, but the people who stayed in the town had already been killed, and it was kindness and sense of responsibility that kept her here.

She's not like Hattoria. She was one of the good guys。

"Here we go again."

More ghosts appeared in the street. They were all wearing thin work clothes, and their hands and feet were black with cold. They were cursed before they could change their summer clothes.

"They must be attracted by magic. They have a lot to do tonight. " They went out of the house, surrounded by groups of ghosts, and even the ferocious bodies climbed onto the roof. Very in line with the reverse style, even sneered. ? She raised her hand to pull up an ice wall, and the ghost who only knew magic energy hit the wall. She clapped her hand again from a distance, saying a spell in her mouth, too fast to be heard by a gossip. The ice wall turned into a huge crampon, caught the huddled ghosts, kneaded them into a ball and pushed them into the distant night. The ghost on the roof was nailed in place by the ice rain summoned by her other hand and could not move. Turning her hands into clouds and covering them with rain, she manipulated water and ice freely. And a ghoul was on fire. Lotus's shawl suddenly unfolded and turned into a huge water ring, knocking it to the ground ... In the wind, it was clear that those biting ice cones were taken from her headdress, and the shawl could also be turned into water. Her clothes are made of ice. But isn't the ice demon long lost and lying to me again? Hetolia.

"There are more people than expected."

"Leave it to me!" She rushed at several ghosts behind Lian.

These ghouls are slow. If they fall off the roof, they will lose their arms and legs. Their flesh and blood must be fragile, so they can be used as stakes. A sword cut him in the waist, sideways, and pushed away another body. It was a man who danced, not a sword. Whisperwind gradually got used to the weight of this sword, stepped forward lightly, dodged the pounce of ghouls, raised his sword and pierced another ghoul, bowed his head and escaped the deadly sweep of other ghouls, and the wooden stick hit the ghouls' own head impartially. Whispering, turn the sword away from those tangled ghosts. Cut as hard as you can, as simple as breaking a dozen stakes.

"There are two sons, less than the wind."

"Of course, I'm on it now."

"Why?"

"I am one-to-many, and he has never taught this!" Whispering excitedly, he waved his sword and cut more ghosts into pieces. Their bodies are all ice, and even blood doesn't flow, and even blood has no color. Probably after death, all the blood flowed back to the red pool, leaving only an empty shell. In this way, whisperd can wantonly hacked until the last body fell. Panting, she put down her sword and rubbed her sore shoulder. Lian has settled there, enjoying her sword dance.

"Beautiful, but those ghosts are not dead yet. Come back quickly."

"hmm."

A burst of ice rain poured on the ghost's head and nailed it in place. Moments later, paper-thin borneol grew in their bodies, just like murderers nailed to long stakes, except that they were not ugly rusty nails, but crystal clear borneol. Ghouls are all imprisoned by ice cones, and the roar is chilling. They have no intelligence and will keep moving, even if they are nailed in place.

"The ice won't melt until the day, and before that, their magic will run out."

Legend has it that a long time ago, before the mountain was built, old hunters nailed ghosts to the ground with thick branches, and they would keep trembling until they used up the last bit of magic.

"For God's sake, you are near-re-embodiment!" Dealing with many enemies at once is as simple as cutting wheat straw for Lian, and rumors are sincerely appreciated.

"I'm flattered, this is not just a compliment. On the other hand, it's so hot ... "It's not hot, but it really doesn't feel cold. I saw that the wooden house where they used to live was on fire. Maybe a fish fell from the roof and rolled the fire everywhere.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have made a fire ..."

"It was the ghouls who set fire to the house, not you." Lian said softly.

"Awesome, sister." There was a strange female voice in the distance, and there was a slight rhythmic clap of hands. The ghosts lying on the ground around raised their heads almost at the same time, shining all over, fighting with their teeth up and down, making a terrible sound. Lian's expression changed. This time, she didn't even say a spell, but her lips moved quickly and an ice wall appeared around her. Those ghoul fragments exploded in sequence and slammed on the ice wall, and the wind covered her ears, hoping that the ice wall would hold up. The explosion lasted for half a minute, and the ice wall became blurred, gray and full of cracks.

Magic is just a special way to use energy. It can't be created out of thin air, nor can it be turned into gold as a tourism scholar in sainz said.

Lotus's skirt and shawl were gone, the blue waist seal fell to the ground, and the white waves at the end of her hair disappeared, turning into soft light blue long hair. Maybe ... they are all made of ice.

"My mother's elaborate clothes are gone. Do you want to pay? " Even her body is dripping with water, and even her skin is emitting hot air. She gave a prop, broke the ice wall into pieces and spun around her quickly. Those ghosts are all gone, only dozens of piles of ashes buried with burnt bones. The surrounding houses are on fire. The clapping woman stood in front of them.

She wore Nightcrawler's tight black, purple skin and black veil. Without this fire, she can perfectly hide in the darkness.

"I said why Seth has not been captured. It turns out that there are vicious people here, dressed so coquettish. "

"Figure is good to show off? What, are you jealous? " Lian scolded and whispered, "It's so hot, so hot, why doesn't the cold wind blow?" Aren't you hot? "

"Just not cold ..."?

"Lord Jesse said he had to win here tonight, so he sent me to take care of you." She raised her head confidently and the wind clearly saw her eyes, purple.

A duel between lords.

"Tone. Using ghouls to make bombs ... oh, you can use such a low-level spell, and such an incompetent warlock dares to scream in front of me. "

"low-level ... can you stop the second wave?" She smiled strangely and let out a cry around. Several people dressed in black appeared from the darkness, and more than a dozen villagers came. Lian paused, and his ears could see clearly. They were tied with high-purity magic crystals, just like a walking time bomb.

"You should protect them. But when you dealt with those ghouls, they were scared away long ago, and we caught them red-handed. It seems that they are actually quite afraid of you. " She kicked one of them at random, and then pulled out the magic crystal bar from his waist. "Our boss is not willing to use this magic crystal stick, not firewood. A little excitement can blow up a house. I'm not afraid of death, it's just a life, and the master's life is not precious. I know you are not afraid, but what about these townspeople and the little girl next to you? "

"The dog thing ..."

"Surrender, mage. I can keep them alive, but they all have to leave here. It's in reverse order now. As for you, kowtow to me and I'll let you go. "

"Lotus, don't ..." Whispered, pinching the third tip.

Lotus corners of the mouth peep out one silk smile, the debris into an ice wall. This time, she just needs to block the front. Rumor has it that she made a hard choice, and she also remembered Hajto Leah's cruel words that all human beings are inferior to you. Although this is not good, her heart trembled when she heard it. And from now on, she has completely believed her with blue hair.

But the expected explosion didn't happen, but a cold storm and people screaming, including the old lady. There are several scarlet flowers on the fuzzy ice wall, and there is the muffled sound of meat falling to the ground. Another gust of wind roared by, and there were more than a dozen fine knife marks on the ice wall. Soon, the ice fell to the ground.

Even the scene of hell didn't catch the eye of gossip. She stared at him squeezed between the fire and the scarlet pile, and her long knife was entering the sheath.

Hajto Leah!

"How is it possible ..." How can he find himself. Gossip felt a sharp pain in her left arm, as if she had been cut by a knife. There is no wound on it, just two black marks, like a row of teeth biting her. That's the wolf print that followed her. He's ready. He knows his every move.

There's nowhere to run.

"I know him." Lotus's face is as cold as ice, and the blue light in her eyes is more and more fierce. He is very strong, beyond imagination, casting spells without warning, and he doesn't care whether people or ghosts die by his sword. His goal is only one, the gray-haired girl with a big sword.

"He's coming to take me home. You go. " Once again, she cursed her incompetence, and even if she could use a little, she could repel Black Anatolia together ... If she died in front of her, she would be hysterical, and even if she could be reborn, her master's life would be life. After death exceeds a certain amount, you can't be reborn, you can only become a wandering soul.

"There is a fortune teller outside the town. I asked, where did the girl go? She lied. " A purple hole appeared in Heitolia's hand, and the witch's head fell out and rolled to the ground. "Now it's time to punish the girl who lied."

Lian stepped forward and stood in front of the gossip. The ice broke into more ice cones, aimed at Hajto Leah.

"Have you hired a new protector?" Black Anatolia eyebrows, sneer at 1. "Idiot mage who can only play acrobatics."

"Lian, don't!" Rumors want to move forward, but it is difficult to move forward, like being shrouded in a snowstorm.

"People who can see me desperately, no matter how many times, will definitely be killed by me. Don't worry, you won't see it if it's less than the wind. You have to live. Not only for you, but also for the witch. Her fate is right. Tell me, I will be satisfied ... "The blood on the ground gathered in front of Lian and came to an abrupt end in the air.

"What did you meet?" Whispering has been unable to move all over, wrapped in a hockey ball, and the water in the ball covers her, blurring all the sounds. Black Anatolia stayed where she was, motionless. The flame stops beating, the heart stops beating, the blood stops flowing, and consciousness gradually disappears.

The world is so quiet. There is only deja vu outside, and it is her or herself who walks in the snow. Or them?