Chapter 319: Appetizer

In the depths of the celestial ice field, a piece of whiteness, looking very far, there is only the only pure white color in the whole world, looking blind. When ordinary warriors arrive here, their eyes are prone to problems, but Lin Wuya is standing on a small hill where acquaintances are high and looking at it casually, his eyes are a little gentle.
He could see the vast mist, the colorful crystals in the air, the gestation of tiny lives in the snow, the thick layer of ice under the snow, and the breath of a beautiful woman in the wind.
Xue Qingqiu walked leisurely at the end of his eyes, and the soft white snow could not leave her footprints. Clearly the same white clothes, but in the vastness, she is the only color, the most beautiful and bright in the world.
Lin Wuya seemed to have seen the most beautiful flower stamen standing quietly in the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago, and now quietly blooming in front of him.
He nodded slightly, and then seemed to say casually: "Ten years ago, we fought in the Promise forbidden beneath the edge of this place, in order to compete for the fruit of the Emperor Ruins. In the end, one piece was taken, and no one took advantage. Do you remember? ?"
Xue Qingqiu also settled at will, and smiled slightly: "Forgot."
Lin Wuya was silent.
Forget, the cruelest word, but at the same time, it is also the word he needs most.
If he could cut off the memory of Xue Qingqiu in his heart, he would treat him as an insignificant passer-by, just as he could not remember who else was in the forbidden area, and everything would be lost... That would be the time when he was in harmony.
Wasn’t that what we met today?
At the beginning, the teacher in Beijing was not ready. If others are allowed to kill Xue Qingqiu, then he might be trapped in a vortex of revenge for her, and problems will arise instead.
Only kill yourself and cut off your own ties.
Just like a swordsmith enters the furnace with his body, quenching into a divine sword. The difference is that the blood of the other party is used.
Xue Qingqiu chuckled and said, "Lin Wuya...you are also an unparalleled person in the world. You should have been admired by countless women, and you are a good match for me... Do you know why I have never been tempted by you?"
Lin Wuya calmly replied: "I don't know where it comes from. If you move, you move. If you can't move, you can't move. What's the reason."
"You are still so self-righteous." Xue Qingqiu lazily said: "I look down on you because you are too selfish in your bones, you only have yourself in your heart, only your sword, and everything else is just a purpose. Who am I, Xue Qingqiu? Chu Fengyue can't be arrogant, as to become your stepping stone to achieve your goals?"
Lin Wuya was not angry, but just nodded: "What about Xue Mu? Borrowing your power as a base, isn't it a stepping stone for him to realize his ideals?"
"I am his backing, not his use of my power." Xue Qingqiu said lightly: "Believe it or not, if my strength is lost, he will love me more. If I abandon or change my ideals, he can better protect me. I, he will decisively abandon and give up, change and change, without even blinking his eyes. How about you? Is it okay?"
Lin Wuya was stunned for a while, and his expression became a little weird: "A person like you, a person who bears the sun and the moon and swallows mountains and rivers... actually wants someone's love and care..."
Xue Qingqiu smiled slightly: "Before people put me a very gorgeous and mighty label, they always forget that I am a woman first, and I will also be tired."
Lin Wuya laughed dumbly, and then laughed louder and louder, turning into a big laugh: "That's it, it's that way. It's very interesting."
Xue Qingqiu watched him smile quietly, until the laughter stopped slowly, and then faintly said: "Okay, Lin Wuya, it doesn't help to talk about the love, you won't change, neither will I Yes. You want to cut me out of love, and I also want to prove my enlightenment by fighting with you. This is why you and I stand here today. After you have laughed, it's time to start."
Lin Wuya smiled and nodded: "Lin has another question."
"Say."
"A woman like you is willing to mess with her man everywhere, even my apprentice never let it go."
Xue Qingqiu sneered disdainfully: "I am the Xingyue Demon Sect, not a pretending Xuantian Taoist companion. I am already very guilty for not letting my man cultivate the whole sect. Where is there so much nonsense? Lin Wuya , You are not as clear as your disciple, today the sword shines brightly, how can you know where you are tomorrow, and you actually want to care about these trivial things, also called the Lord of the Sword?"
"I don't care about it." Lin Wuya slowly said, "I'm just a little confused. If you die here today, what is Xue Mu's mood?"
Xue Qingqiu's always casual and indifferent expression finally changed.
The stern sword light rose into the sky at this moment, accompanied by Lin Wuya's laugh: "Qingqiu, pay attention."
Xue Qingqiu closed his eyes. The human body suddenly became illusory, the stars and soul clouds naturally surrounded, scattered in the void, and her voice became mysterious: "So I will kill you, so that Xue Mu has a good mood."
"Ding!" The tips of the two swords stood abruptly in the air, not bad at all, as if they had announced the beginning of the battle.
Both knew in their hearts that the battle began as early as the dialogue.
Xue Qingqiu said that Lin Wuya was useless, but in reality, it was so bad. When Lin Wuya was emotional, it was really true. At least at that time, she didn't use her as a stepping stone. She was very clear. To say that deliberately is nothing more than deliberately attacking ridicule and provoking him to be wronged.
On the surface, this has no effect on their combat power at all, but life and death are likely to be such a little difference.
However, Lin Wuya let him ridicule him. In fact, he had always been aware of Xue Qingqiu's key weakness and easily reached his counterattack. When Xue Qingqiu realized that his actions might make Xue Mu worried and sad, his spirits inevitably became mixed and he couldn't concentrate as before.
But Xue Qingqiu's heart is like iron, how can he be easily hit? One sentence makes one's momentum increase instead of falling, and the spirit becomes more solid.
The first round of clashes were comparable.
The sword points are facing each other, and there is no response at first, seemingly courteous. But at the point where the sword tips crossed, a wave of vigor slowly spilled, and then surging violently, blasting away, rolling up the flying snow, and instantly turning into rain.
Looking at where they stood, the snow that was several feet thick was gone, forming a deep pit with a radius of tens of meters. The place where they stood was already solid ice at the bottom of the pit. It was only the courtesy temptation of the two that caused this result.
Lin Wuya praised: "I don't mean that there are so many things in Qingqiu, but my practice has never fallen."
Xue Qingqiu smiled faintly: "Don't you think that I am following Xue Mu, with mixed feelings and thoughts, will it drag my practice? Now it is not falling but increasing, it is deceiving, even your apprentice’s progress today is not yours As far as you can imagine. You claim to be a great master, but you make a mistake of advancing and retreating. What a shame."
Lin Wuya's face remained unchanged, but his heart was stunned. This was indeed his misjudgment, and it fundamentally violated his understanding of martial arts that one must concentrate on the practice of practice, and was really confused.
A full moon raged in front of him, and Xue Qingqiu's laughter spread leisurely: "Lin Wuya, let me see what kind of road I can see from you, don't let me down!"