Versatile Mage

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The cold winds at high altitudes sharpen the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, so that the backs of the mountains are like thick swords, pointing to the blue sky without a trace of dust!

Covered with snow, it does not change all the year round. Between the peaks and peaks, there is a rift called the white mark. Except for the special petting creatures of the Tianshan Mountains, there is no living thing to enter the white mark and the valley. Come out safely.

Even if the hot melt flows in, it will solidify into rock ice in less than a few seconds.

The white mark carries too many mysterious legends of the Tianshan Mountains. The locals call it the house of the snow disaster goddess, and the mortal is forbidden!

Today, there is no snow in the Tianshan Mountains, and the air is clean without a bit of dust.

The clean white ridge of the back is like the back of a dragon, and it stands tall and straight.

In the ethereal white environment, a man in black armor, with long, messy hair, is slowly moving toward the white mark.

Behind the man, a giant of the sky stands at the foot of the mountain, and its head is about to touch the mountainside. It is a vast and majestic Tianshan mountain. Otherwise, such a mountain corpse stands proudly under the mountain. It seems a bit unbearable.

"You are waiting for me here." The man turned back and stopped the followers of the mountain.

The corpse of the mountain did not move, so I stood there quietly, and a few unintelligible birds fell on it, completely treating it as a resting mountain.

The black man continued to move forward. He reached the position where the peaks intersected the big crack. A pair of indifferent eyes stared at the deep valleys that were dark and fearful.

Almost no hesitation, he jumped down.

It has been falling and falling all the time. This crack has no end at all. The more it falls, the stronger the ice is.

For a long time, the black man finally reached the bottom, and he took a step and continued to move forward...

I don't know how long it took, he stopped at a crystal clear ice wall.

Picking up a head that was frozen into ice on the ground, the black man looked up and stared at the thick ice layer next to him.

“吼!!!吼!!!!”

At this moment, a catastrophe in the Rift Valley swept over, and a dozen meters of ice cones flew over, at least hundreds of them, even an army, would be wiped out in the ice cone attack.

These strong ice falls to the front of the black armor. Suddenly there is a wave of shock in the space. When the wave is over, the time is like a still, and all the ice cones are still in the air, then slowly fall to the ground. .

The black man turned his head and stared coldly at an ice-white tiger.

The ice white tiger was first shouted, and when he felt that a killing would lead it to destroy the gas field of the peak, the ice white tiger realized that the human being was terrible. run!

"Feather... Yu?"

The black man stared at the ice wall and muttered to himself.

He raised his hand and suddenly the thick ice fell off.

Inside the ice wall, there was a vague figure of the deaf, which made the black man’s eyes finally have emotional shaking.

Once again, the thick ice wall continues to fall off.

The black man looked a little bit eager to break the ice wall side by side...

The woman inside the ice wall became more and more clear. She wore a goose down jacket that was tightly wrapped around her body. The clothes seemed to be a bit wide, but they could not cover her beautiful body.

This dress, the black man still recognizes that it was personally put on her for ten years ago. It was specially selected in a town under the Tianshan Mountains. The result was also scorned: you think I have Fat, stupid!

She is still dressed, but after so many years, this dress is still on her body. And she was here by the ice, and she stood alone for ten years...

"I... I am coming."

The black man’s mood is very ups and downs. If he still has tears, he has already had tears in his eyes, and the youthful memory is madly pouring into the turbidity into his head. Everything is full of enthusiasm, and everything stupid is stimulating and sweet.

A thin layer of ice, the woman inside the ice is so at your fingertips, the black man now only wants to hold her into her arms.

She hasn't changed, she hasn't changed at all, she has sealed her, she has sealed her youthful face, sealed her time, and fixed her at the age of twenty-four.

The hollow can be seen clearly.

However, thin ice, like a mirror, reflects his own looks.

A lifeless black face, with the vicissitudes of the past 30 years, and the death of the dead people, when I saw this face, I was shocked by the hollow!

There is no god's eye, no nose to breathe, and even the gas from the mouth is black. This face... is in sharp contrast with the face of the beautiful young woman in the ice wall. The ice mirror also reflected the two faces together, and the piercing sputum was extremely painful.

"Is it a dead person or a living person?" The hollow of the palm of the hand touched the face of the person inside with a black palm.

Over the three thousand days and nights, he was thinking all the time to stand in front of her like this...

Now he did it, but he didn't have the courage.

She opened her eyes and saw her face, what kind of panic?

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"Hey!"

The hollow palm was gently photographed on the thin ice.

The ice layer slowly and slowly splits, and the woman who is sealed in it seems to regain life little by little...

Turning around, the ice flies away in the direction of the escaping ice-white tiger before the ice has not completely fallen off.

He looked far away at the fluffy woman who slipped out of the ice, and reluctantly regained his gaze. Indifferent to the king’s ice-white tiger: "Take her out here and send it to the town below, understand." ?"

The ice white tiger trembled and did not dare to defy it.

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The ice white tiger squats carefully and rushes to the exit of the white mark.

In the empty rift, I only heard the black man in a complicated tone talking to himself.

"dead?"

"Living people?"

"What the **** am I..."

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