The God of Sky & Earth

"Your master..."

Hearing Duanmu Xiaoman's words, Duanmu Xiongtu froze instantly, tears welled up in his dark eyes, he choked up and said, "Are you looking for me?"

After a long while, Duanmu Xiaoman turned around slowly, looked at Duanmu Xiongtu who was also very old, and said softly: "What do you think? Shouldn't you be telling me this?"

Stunned on the spot, Duanmu Xiongtu's mind exploded, wondering if he heard Duanmu Xiaoman's words clearly, his lips parted slightly.

"Xihui, I haven't entered Yutian Palace yet, why did you leave me?"

As he said that, Duanmu Xiongtu's crystal clear tears fell down in a flutter. If it weren't for the strong love, how could a generation of strong people easily shed tears in front of Duanmu Xiaoman.

"My master and Qingtian's surnames are all because of you. Don't you have anything to say to the master?" Duanmu Xiaoman stared at Duanmu Xiongtu with an indifferent expression and no feeling at all.

In Duanmu Xiaoman's memory, after bringing himself and Duanmu Qingtian to Yutian Palace, Duanmu Xiongtu still went back and forth between Yutian Palace and the outside world for a period of time.

But after a fierce quarrel, Duanmu Xiongtu never returned to Yutian Palace, so apart from the old people in the palace, almost no one knew that the previous master of Yutian Palace, Nan Xihui, had a relationship with Duanmu Xiongtu, the supreme powerhouse of the Holy Mountain. There is an unknown love affair.

Since then, the gate of Yutian Palace has been closed, and the peak after the earthquake has become a top-secret place that no one in Yutian Palace can set foot in.

The young Duanmu Xiaoman never saw the man who brought her to Yutian Palace again.

Duanmu Qingtian was still in his infancy when he first entered Yutian Palace, so naturally he didn't have a deep impression of Duanmu Xiongtu, but the girl was precocious, and the young Duanmu Xiaoman clearly knew the existence of such a person.

I have seen my master alone in the temple countless times, which makes Duanmu Xiaoman also have a natural resistance to the small love in the world, and has a natural resistance to men, except for his younger brother. exclusion.

Until he met Su Yi, it turns out that those who love can level the mountains and seas, break the sword under the sea, and fight the bloody demon dragon, so that Duanmu Xiaoman's dry desert heart has a spring breeze, and the exhausted flower of life begins to fade. carry out.

Later, when Duanmu Xiaoman met Duanmu Xiongtu again, Duanmu Xiaoman didn't show anything.

Perhaps, the master didn't look for him, and he didn't go to Yutian Palace, each had their own difficulties.

However, Duanmu Xiaoman was annoyed why he came so late, the master passed away when his younger brother Qingtian disappeared.

Duanmu Xiongtu has regrets, and Duanmu Xiaoman may not regret this relationship.

Let Duanmu Xiongtu come in, Duanmu Xiaoman, who is as cold as ice, wants to let Duanmu Xiongtu tell the story of the past in person, Duanmu Xiaoman wants to fight for the master, and prove that the master's waiting is correct.

"Of course, of course I have something to say! Do I still have a chance?"

Duanmu Xiongtu wiped away the tears from his cheeks, raised his brows, his haggard and wrinkled face could vaguely see the heroic appearance of that year.

"Come in with me!"

In an instant, Duanmu Xiaoman walked back and forth a few times in front of the seat, and immediately stepped on the sky, a rippling door of frost appeared in front of him.

Shi Shiran walked into the Frost Gate, and Duanmu Xiongtu quickly stepped in. As soon as he entered, Duanmu Xiongtu's heart was instantly shocked by the icy cold breath, this was a real coldness from the depths of his soul.

As the handprints condensed, Duanmu Xiongtu raised his gaze, and in the vast world of ice crystals, there were brilliant ice mirrors like dreams everywhere.

In the center, a magnificent rectangular ice sculpture is exuding colorful and peaceful light.

At this time, Duanmu Xiaoman was already standing in front of the ice sculpture.

"This is?"

Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes were wide open, and he walked up to the ice sculpture abruptly. He saw that the ice sculpture was in the shape of a human being. The lifelike facial features gave people a sense of life, the moth eyebrows were lightly furrowed, and the exquisite nose all outlined the appearance of an extraordinary and refined fairy.

"Xihui!" Duanmu Xiongtu said in a condensed voice, astonished.

His hands kept trembling, and when Duanmu Xiongtu in his eyes couldn't believe it stretched out his hand to touch, Duanmu Xiaoman's brows shot a icy light, which immediately poured on Duanmu Xiongtu's body.

In the pupils of Duanmu Xiongtu, the ice sculpture seemed to shed its ruthless and cold shell, and with a frosty smile, it revealed the true face of the ice sculpture.

Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the stunning beauty of the previous Palace Mistress Nan Xihui. It would be a bit vulgar to say that she is heavenly and beautiful.

The crescent-like eyebrows are slightly frowned half an inch like this, which makes people feel the thousands of melancholy of this peerless woman in front of them. Her red cheeks are like Odan, as if she is missing her husband-in-law far away. You pity.

Looking at any man in the world, as long as he stands in front of this ice sculpture, he will probably be intoxicated by this beautiful and fairy posture.

"Xihui, Xihui!"

Looking at Nan Xihui, who was like the morning glow reflecting the snow in front of him, Duanmu Xiongtu clearly knew that this was Duanmu Xiaoman's blinding illusion, and he was unwilling to wake up.

Duanmu Xiongtu had dreamed of this face countless times in his dreams, and Duanmu Xiongtu had called this name countless times in his dreams.

Now that we meet again, things are different.

Looking at her, Duanmu Xiongtu choked up and couldn't speak for a long time, then nodded and said: "I'll come to see you, open your eyes and look at me, Xihui?"

With a bitter sigh, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes also fell on Nan Xihui, then she moved away, walked aside, and said: "Master looked like this before he died! Standing in this ice and snow, standing still Eternity! You can tell that she still misses you at the last moment!"

At this time, Duanmu Xiongtu couldn't help himself anymore, he lowered his head, his golden and sharp vitality attributes were extremely restrained, and said with difficulty: "How did she die?"

"Bingluan divine power, Master has too many distracting thoughts. I have been hindered many times in the cultivation of Bingluan's divine power. In the end, I can only pass the blood to me. After that, the master often goes to the space created by the ice luan's divine power to be in a daze. Qingtian disappears. Master I was even more depressed, and I left completely within a few years!"

"It's all me, it's all my fault! Xihui is extremely talented. She kept telling me that she wanted to cultivate the power of the ice luan, but she didn't expect to be exhausted by the power of the ice luan in the end!"

"So what, the master has already left. When you see the master, don't you want to explain something?" Duanmu Xiaoman snorted coldly, flicked her moon robe lightly, and stepped forward.

With a bitter sigh, Duanmu Xiongtu shook his head, lightly touched his index finger between his eyes, and the real Nan Xihui in front of him turned into an ice sculpture again.

"Come to Yutian Palace, I just want to feel depressed, and I will tell you everything today!"