Time passes and never stops; all things renew, just like human growth.ΩΩWw    W.

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In the long river of time, everyone will experience the most important transition in life as time passes, such as: from childishness to maturity, from impulse to calmness, from innocence to careful thoughts.

Zong Zheng and Xianjie were unknowingly undergoing the forging and consideration of time.

Then, it was already late winter and snowflakes were falling outside.

During the two months since he passed away, Xianjie calmly healed her wounds in the Fairy Forest, waiting for the spring to warm up and continue to take revenge. Therefore, for several consecutive months, she did not go to the martial arts world to continue to seek revenge. The calculation of Beauty Valley was temporarily lost. Xianjie ran to the Fairy Forest to heal her wounds and lost her trace of pursuit. Therefore, Beauty Valley was helpless.

Although the martial arts sects received reminders from Shaolin and Zongjian Sect, they never saw a woman in white come to provoke her. The sects were quite concerned about this matter at the beginning and were vigilant and protected, and gradually they relaxed.

The fairy forest is as covered in silver, with white shadows flying up and down the snow. Xianjie held the water ice sword in her hand and kept flying and spinning on the snow. The snowflakes also flew around under her sword energy. Unfortunately, its swordsmanship could no longer be as powerful as when avenge.

The initial sword technique was quite sharp, but later on, the sword technique became more and more chaotic.

Xian Jie suddenly withdrew the sword energy and inserted the water ice sword into the cold snow. She was puzzled. The water ice sword in her hand was a Lisha sword. With such a ruthless sword technique, it should have a different power, but why is it not as cruel as she imagined? Compared with the revenge, she was obviously much inferior to the one she thought, but she didn't know what the reason was. She couldn't help but guess: "Is it because the revenge mood stimulated the ruthlessness in my heart? Now I am not facing my enemy, so I don't have the motivation to take revenge, so I have the sword energy weakened?"

When Xian Jie thought of this, she pulled up the water ice sword again, looked at the cold sword in front of her, looked at its white ice-like sword blade, the icy sword edge, and then looked at its exquisite sword body, like an icy beauty, and couldn't help but sigh who could actually make this very spiritual sword.

"Since this is a very spiritual sword, why not combine the magical power of the world with the "Breaking Sword 18 Styles" to penetrate the mind and internal force into the Water Ice Sword, and then integrate the spirit of the Water Ice Sword with the "Breaking Sword 18 Styles"? Will there be a different power?" Xian Jie looked at the sword in front of her and suddenly thought,

As she thought about it, she had a thrilling heart. Then she used the sword technique according to what she thought. In the sword, Xian Jie could clearly feel the state of unity of human and sword. She felt that this time it was a sword technique, but there was also a more agile sword energy outside the sword technique, because this sword energy merged the internal energy cultivation of everything that renewed the mind and understood everything.

Under Xianjie's will, the snowflakes around can gather together with the wandering of the Water Ice Sword, or they can break and fly, or they can swim like a long river.

However, Xianjie could also feel that the "Breaking Sword 18" style combined with the Wanxiang Update Magical Power. Although the sword style is elegant, it is less ruthless than the pure "Breaking Sword 18" style.

After practicing, Xian Jie wanted to adjust her mood a little again, wanting to see what the power of the "Breaking Sword 18 Styles" will be in different moods, but as soon as she used the sword, her chest felt ache. Xian Jie held her chest and thought to herself: "I think, the internal injury has not been healed yet, forget it, let's practice here today!"

Then he inserted the Water Ice Sword into the scabbard and was about to go to the Wuming Cave. The divine wolf suddenly emerged from somewhere. It was covered with the heavy snow, and it was completely white. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see its original appearance. It merged with the snowflakes all over the mountains.

Seeing Shenlang walking towards him with a passionate look, Xianjie half-dead and stroked Shenlang's furry head. She couldn't help but think: "Brother Zheng, where are you? Shenlang told me that you are still alive, so why don't you come back? Shenlang and I have been waiting for you in the Fairy Forest! Come back quickly!" Her eyes were full of tenderness and expectations for Brother Zheng's return.

Xianjie led the Divine Wolf back to Wuming Cave without any gods, sat on the stone bench, took out Zong Zheng's portrait, and gently touched Zong Zheng in the portrait with her fingers, her eyes full of sweet memories of the past.

On the same day of snow, Zong Zheng looked at the heavy snow flying all over the sky outside Pangu Cave, and thought that he had left the fairy forest on such a windy and snowy day. Although it was a year later, it seemed like a different life. That day he left Xian'er, but now, it was really a blessing to see him, but he couldn't see him! He couldn't help but think that Xian'er was doing nothing.

When he was thinking about it, Xi Jie suddenly walked behind Zongzheng. Seeing Zongzheng looking at the heavy snow outside, he seemed very melancholy, so he stepped forward and asked, "Junior brother, do you have any worries?"

When Zong Zheng saw his senior sister, he came to his senses. However, he didn't hear what his senior sister asked clearly, and asked, "Senior Sister, what did you say just now?"

Seeing that Zongzheng had no intention, Xi Jie whispered: "Nothing?"

"Senior sister, you lived here alone in the past two years. I wonder what it feels like to be alone?" Zong Zheng asked suddenly.

Xi Jie couldn't help but wonder what Zong Zheng said, but she didn't know what the junior brother asked about it.

In fact, Zong Zheng remembered the days when he was with Xianjie in the Fairy Forest. He had repeatedly questioned himself. If he had not met Xian'er, what kind of mood would he be if he was alone in the empty and silent Fairy Forest? And the senior sister in front of him was the one who came here. Therefore, Zong Zheng really wanted to know the feeling of being alone day and night.

Xi Jie slowly stretched out her hand, and the fluffy-like snowflakes fell on her palm. Xi Jie held the snowflakes tightly in her palm, and asked Zong Zheng the right way,

"Junior brother, have you ever held snowflakes?"

Zong Zheng looked at Xi Jie in confusion and replied softly: "Hold it."

"What does it feel?" Xi Jie asked again,

Zong Zheng thought about it and replied: "I can't say it. I think it depends on my personal mood. Is this related to what I asked just now?"

Xi Jie replied calmly: "The snow is cold, but the palm is hot. Holding the snow in your palm, the palm can never grasp the coldness of the snow, and the snow can never cool down the hot palm. The feeling of being alone is like holding the cold snow in the hot palm. When you try to merge with the cold snow, you still can't forget the warmth of the palm. When the snowflakes melt, you will know that the snowflakes are just a spoon of water in the end." After Xi Jie finished speaking, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes, and then she looked at Zong Zheng and smiled on her face.

Zong Zheng looked at Xi Jie's smile, but he could not understand the true meaning of what his senior sister said, but he could vaguely feel that it would be hard to bear to be alone.

"Now that there is me alone, my senior sister is no longer alone. In my senior sister's heart, how does this feel?" Zong Zheng asked again,

This question stopped Xi Jie. She suddenly felt that her junior brother was very abnormal today and asked some strange questions. However, she really didn't know how to answer this question. She had been with her junior brother day and night for some time. These days, she had also asked herself, "Sometimes, some had been worried, some were angry, and some were happy for her junior brother. This was a feeling I had never had before.

I used to be without emotions and mood, but now I seem to be no longer the cold and emotional self that I am as cold as ice and has no feelings. All of this is slowly revealed after my junior brother came to Pangu Cave.

Maybe I didn't understand how I felt about my junior brother, but when I asked about it, I had to savor and think deeply about what I felt.

Seeing that his senior sister had been pondering for a long time, Zong Zheng reminded him: "Senior Sister, what are you thinking?"

Xi Jie returned to her mind, looked at Zong Zheng, and replied, "It's nothing. You asked me just now how my senior sister feels since you came. I can only say that I don't know."

"Why don't you know?" Zong Zheng asked,

Xi Jie replied impatiently: "If you don't know, you just don't know. Do you always know what you feel?"

Zong Zheng suddenly realized that what his senior sister said made sense, so he stopped forcing him. Suddenly, he remembered that he could not hide his favorite with Xianjie in the snow, so he turned to his senior sister and said, "Senior sister, are you willing to go out with me?"

Xi Jie nodded and agreed.

Zong Zheng subconsciously grabbed Xi Jie's hand and went out. Xi Jie looked at her wrist and was pulled out by a forward force.

Zong Zheng pulled Xijie all the way forward, leaving two rows of footprints of varying depths behind.

When he arrived at an open place, Zong Zheng loosened Xijie's hands, spread his hands, and looked up at the sky. The falling snowflakes fell on his warm cheeks, and a cool cold air filled his cheeks. This feeling made him return to the days when he was with Xianjie when he was a child.

Xi Jie looked at Zong Zheng's appearance, although she didn't understand why he did this, but from the junior brother's expression, she seemed to be able to understand that the junior brother must have something to do. But if the junior brother didn't say it, it was difficult for the senior sister to ask questions.

Zong Zheng suddenly lay freely in the soft snow on his back, closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the coldness of the snowflakes.

"Senior sister, you might as well lie down, try to close your eyes, and think about the best things in your heart." Zong Zheng said to Xi Jie,

Xi Jie hesitated for a while, Zong Zheng raised his hand and grabbed the dress under Xi Jie's feet, pulling it slightly, as if he was begging.

Xi Jie couldn't twist it, so she lay gracefully beside Zong Zheng, closed her eyes, and as her junior brother said, she tried her best to recall the best things she felt.

Zong Zheng closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with beautiful childhood memories with Xianjie.

Xi Jie closed her eyes, but her mind was filled with memories of being with her junior brother in recent days, including healing scenes, the scenes of her junior brother walking in the mountains, and the scenes of feeding Wu Yi with her junior brother, which are vividly remembered.
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