On the road.(.)

The carriage was speeding, and dozens of meters of cavalry were nervously protecting a rather luxurious-looking carriage on the road. Looking at the direction the carriage was leaving, it was in the direction of Jidu where a battle was taking place in the distance.

In the car.

Duan Murong was sitting among them, holding Gao Yue in her arms. Her jade hands were stroking the little girl's hair, trying to brush away the panic in Gao Yue's heart in this gentle way. As for Gao Yue, she was curled up in Duan Murong's arms.

In his arms, his little face looked worriedly at his mother sitting opposite him.

The Crown Princess has a sad face, and her expression is obviously full of worry, but deep in her eyes, there is no hint of worry. On the other side, she is sitting upright, looking like everyone in the world.

The famous Yan Taizi Dan.

That's right, escape.

When Jidu could not be defended, and King Yan wanted to hand over Prince Dan directly to extinguish the anger of Qin, Prince Dan chose to flee before the Qin army attacked the city. For him, the only way to survive was to stay alive.

Well done to carry out the great cause of resisting Qin.

This moment.

There was an oppressive and dull atmosphere in the entire carriage.

The sound of horse hooves and the turning of wheels can be heard in my ears. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the sounds of killing in the distance.

Close your eyes and lower your head.

Prince Dan held his hands firmly in his sleeves, his face expressionless, but in his heart he knew that the Yan Kingdom was finally destroyed. He still doesn't understand why Jing Ke failed to assassinate Qin Hui in the first place. It really is the world.

Such is the general trend, is it impossible for manpower to defy the odds?

Prince Dan didn't believe it.

The corner of her eye glanced at Prince Dan's face, and the Crown Princess gently opened the curtains on the car with her hands and looked outside.

Outside, there was a thick darkness.

Dark clouds over the city.

There was not much light in the entire sky. Normally there would still be the afterglow of the setting sun, but at this moment it was almost entering the dark night. I glanced at the dark clouds that looked like they were about to fall, and turned a blind eye to the soldiers guarding the carriage.

, the Crown Princess looked into the distance.

Yue Lang, what should you do when faced with an affectionate woman who is suffering from pain?

The Crown Princess pursed her lips. What came to mind was the pretty face of Xue Nu, who was slightly panicked and distrustful. She said those words directly without any cover-up, but she concealed some unnecessary things.

Because in the past, Huanwen knew very well what kind of person Yan was being trained by Yue Yuan.

The only one who can hold her back is her old enemy.

Although this old enemy is not in this world, Yue Yuan is ready to create one again. Similarly, Huan has to admit that Yan's qualifications are truly a prodigy of the Yin Yang family. Xiao skills, sword skills, Yin Yang skills, and even

He can master all the Heavenly Demon Skills and master them all. Moreover, he even looks stunningly beautiful.

Yan is a stunningly talented woman.

Having seen Shuanglong's aptitude and Mingkong's aptitude, Hanhan couldn't help but admire Yan's aptitude, not to mention Yue Yuan's.

In their hearts, Yan is a person worthy of inheriting the Yin Yang family.

Unfortunately, the development of things is ever-changing. Even if there is a plan, there are too many surprises in the world. A slight change will cause consequences that are completely different from those planned. Her intervention, as well as Yan's long-term feelings for Yue Yuanlai,

There were even changes in Yue Yuan's own heart that finally made things turn into what they are now.

Thinking back on the answer she heard from Xue Nu in the Prince's Mansion, the other party already knew Yue Yuan's name. Huanyuan could guess that Xue Nu was probably the first person in the world besides her to know Yue Yuan's true identity.

person by name.

Most people call her Donghuang Taiyi, but in Xue Nu's heart, that's probably not the case.

This answer undoubtedly told Huan Huan the fact that Yue Yuan gave up his original plan midway. He no longer made Yan the second Shi Feixuan, but let her be herself, not someone's imitation.

For this reason, Yue Yuan even created a set of swordsmanship for Yan to compensate for it. It is said that it is a set of exquisite swordsmanship, a set of swordsmanship that is almost as good as that of the flying immortals from outside the world.

The pseudonym Snow Girl itself comes from this set of swordsmanship.

When you do this, are you being sentimental or ruthless?

The jade hand tapped her smooth, satin-like skin, and whispered in her heart: "Yue Lang, how should you explain this time to a woman who feels that she has deceived herself and others to the point of sadness?"

Suddenly, Huanwan raised the corner of her mouth and looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a smile.

Even when she was smiling, a hint of resentment appeared on her face.

Everyone wants to get out. But everyone is getting deeper and deeper.

Whether it's her, she or he.

…

A jade flute, a leaf sword, a little tear stain, and a head of white hair.

It’s sadness! It’s resentment!

At this moment, the snow girl was surrounded by resentment that made people's hearts tremble.

The cold wind blew, and her snowy white hair and blue-purple skirt danced with the wind. However, she did not look at the person she was pointing at with the sword. Her eyes were fixed on the sword in her hand.

It seems that there is a beautiful scenery left there.

Looking at the woman standing on the treetop for a long time, Yue Yuan didn't say any words, but slowly stretched out his palm, with the palm downwards, his fingers slightly spread, and then he shook it violently.

Suddenly.

I saw countless leaves that had been stirred up by the snow girl's flute sound before and were half submerged in the ground, rising from the ground and flying towards Yue Yuan's palm. Countless leaves flew up and gathered in the palm of my hand. Soon,

A leaf sword that looked like the leaf sword in the snow girl's palm was formed.

Ye Jian flicked.

The black robe was flying behind him, and a crescent moon mark suddenly appeared on the ground.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, her eyelids finally raised a little, and she looked away from the sword's edge. The snow girl's eyes stopped on the black mask on the face of the man below.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Collide and merge.

Then, the snow girl's eyes condensed, and the expression on her face was no longer cold, but turned into a wave of tenderness. But under this tenderness, the leaf sword in the jade hand moved.

The beautiful woman jumped down from the treetop.

The sword tip was pressed downwards, pointing directly at the man below.

Beauty is like a sword, and a sword is like a rainbow.

Facing this sword, Yue Yuan did not dodge. He raised his sword in his hand and stabbed straight at the snow girl falling from mid-air. The swords of both sides were pointed directly at each other.

The key point is that there is no trace of murderous intent or fireworks in this sword technique.

Swords clash with swords.

A ripple suddenly appeared in the air, and a sound that could only be heard after the collision of metal weapons appeared out of thin air.

Smoke and dust emerged.

Everything in front of me was blurred.

The figure of the snow girl jumped out of it. It was as if an invisible rope was tied around her waist. After jumping down, she returned along the original path. The same posture, the same sword move.

The sword is still a straight thrust.

It's just that the leaf sword in Xue Nu's hand was bent at this moment.

She didn't use Qinggong to go back by herself, but was forced back by the other leaf sword in front of her.

One is black and the other is white. The swords are against each other.

Two figures flickered one after another, reaching the top of the tree in a graceful motion from bottom to bottom.

As she stepped on the jade foot, the branches swayed. The figure of the Snow Girl, holding a flute behind her back and a leaf sword in the other, retreated again. The next person approaching was the leaf sword in Yue Yuan's hand, until the Snow Girl's figure kept coming.

Back off.

Snap!

When the figure was retreating, the snow girl pointed her toes on the trunk of a big tree behind her as if she had eyes on her back. This seemingly light kick actually created a circle of spider web patterns on the trunk.

The clicking sound is endless.

Click

This big tree, which was as thick as a normal person's waist, completely collapsed and fell down at this foot.

With the strength of the rebound, the snow girl spun around and walked away with the sword. Her whole body spun like a top in the air. Suddenly, she, who had just been pushed back by the sword, changed her trend of being downwind.

The powerful spiral force caused Yue Yuan's sword edge to deflect under this force.

Facing Xue Nu's spiraling sword move, feeling the energy on it, Yue Yuan still had no intention of giving in. As soon as the sword edge retreated, the palm holding the sword's hilt relaxed, which was made of leaves.

The leaf sword just fell off Yue Yuan's hand.

The sword fell to his chest and stopped.
To be continued...