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Fu Liu and the rest of the Snowflake Palace who had leaned out half of their body out to look gradually disappeared in the distance.

Qingning extended his arms and tightly embraced him. The two people's beating hearts were tightly intertwined at this moment, so there was no need to care about the separation between them.

Her eyelashes, which were as long as butterfly wings, trembled slightly as she held her hands by her waist. It was clear that she was cold, yet she was the only feeling of warmth. All the pain on her body seemed to have been forgotten at this moment.

In the endless falling space, her eyes were full of smiles. She raised her head to touch his cold lips, and her bloody black hair became entangled with his frosted black hair for a moment.

Qin Huo's entire body stiffened for a moment. His eyes that were as vast as a sea of stars flashed with countless difficult expressions in an instant.

The face reflected in the eyes of the person in front of him simply caused him to be unable to help himself from having nightmares. However, he didn't seem the least bit disgusted by it.

She had lived for two lifetimes, and although she didn't really care about looks, she was born into a favored position by the heavens. Who knew how many people had been envious and jealous of her all day long?

Apart from that day when she tried out the medicinal herbs, this could still be considered her first kiss.

Without the moon or the flower, it would be nothing even if he didn't have the Qin Si and Jian Jia. But why was he making her feel so inferior in front of the jade-like him?

She bit her tongue and a sweet taste rose up in her throat. She kissed the warmth with her lips like a plum blossom and slowly transferred the scalding blood from her mouth to his.

Right now, she only had this little bit of power left to help with her disasters.

Her phoenix eyes were opened to the limit with all her might, not even blinking once. If this person's appearance was before the end of the half a year long journey to a foreign world.

He suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with dying like this.

Qin Huo didn't even hesitate for a moment as he gently held onto her lips and played with it a few times.

In the previous twenty-four years, his beauty had been unsightly, and it was said that his aversion to women was a hidden disease.

In fact, it was just an easy thing to get. It was hard to ask for a girl who was willing to follow the flow for fame and fortune to be compatible with him.

Her lips moved as the sweetness in her mouth gradually seeped into his. The sharp light in her phoenix eyes gradually dimmed, and she was powerless to close it.

Qin Huo suddenly realised. Her actions meant that she was biting her lips lightly.

His eyes were filled with frost and he said solemnly: "Fu Liu is not dead yet, how can you close your eyes!"

Blood dyed her white lips. She forced herself to open her phoenix eyes. Suddenly, a glimmer of light ignited in them.

If she did not avenge this grudge, she would die without a doubt!

Qin Huo's eyes burned with an unfathomable joy, and she continued: "The residual poison in my body has not been completely cleansed, how can you go back on your words!?"

She gritted her teeth and widened her eyes. There was no need to say anything. She had never broken her promise to anyone before.

"Now that you are my, Qin Huo's, fiancee, you will enter my Qin's ancestral grave even if you have to die!" At the Peach Blossom Banquet, her free words could be heard as Qin Huo woke up the dying with a single word, "Lu Qingning! Even if you enter the Nether Realm, you will not be able to obtain freedom! "

Qingning's phoenix eyes suddenly snapped awake and stared at him with anxious black eyes. She suddenly remembered that everything she had done at that time was for the sake of freedom.

Being drawn into these schemes one after another, had already caused her to gradually lose track of her original thoughts. At the moment, Qin Huo's thunderous voice had actually ignited her hope for life once again.

No matter when or where, he could not easily give up on his life.

The black jade chess piece in Qin Huo's sleeve fell into the four directions' profound positions, disappearing into the snow, without a trace.

A faint blue light that was deep enough to swallow everything suddenly appeared.

The center of Qingning's palm slightly closed, after which he flicked his sleeves and a sharp glint of light shone in his eyes, the pure Flame Qi whizzed out.

So what if it was a world in turmoil?

One day, she would be able to shape her own world and soar above it.

A cold light suddenly appeared, so fierce that people couldn't even open their eyes. Qin Huo protected her in his arms as he went through layer after layer of light.

Not long after, their figures suddenly landed on the grass. The snow around them gradually disappeared, and the gentle breeze blowing by their faces carried the scent of flowers.

When he opened his eyes, what entered his eyes was the mountain range between mountains of clouds and mist. It was absolutely beautiful, and did not seem human at all.

She had used up all her energy to sit down on the grass, and it had all been like waking up from a dream.

Qin Huo looked at her, the expression in his eyes slowly relaxed, he flipped his black robes and calmly sat by her side, the morning light shone onto the two of them, and the tip of the blade of grass began to drip.

Walking from the thousand zhang deep ice cliff into this fairyland, perhaps it was a narrow escape, or perhaps it was a dangerous place.

However, there was no fear or uneasiness in his heart. He just smiled, and his eyes were full of hope. He spoke everything he wanted to say.

Not far away on Cloud Mist Peak, two swords danced in a pair. A man and a woman were both god-like characters.

Dressed in the endless morning light, Ji Hao turned his body around after a few times, and his sword moved like a thousand mountains and the fallen leaves flying in the air.

If this was a type of martial arts technique, then its might was too astonishing.

The sword in the white-clothed man's hand flew an inch before that man's mouth. The latter did not dodge and instead smiled craftily as he went forward to greet him.

The man furrowed his brows and quickly moved the tip of his sword. The sword ray caused leaves to shatter like rain.

The woman in red took the opportunity to place the sword on his neck, laughing heartily. "Senior-apprentice Brother, you've let me win!"

The fairy-like man smiled helplessly at her amidst the falling leaves, unable to gently pamper her.

The two of them turned around and walked over, their clothes fluttering in the morning wind.

Qingning unconsciously gripped tightly onto Qin Huo's palm, his palm sweating.

This patch of green grass was only around the ankles, but there was not even a place to hide. The two of them probably wouldn't be able to block a single attack.

"Lu, are you afraid?"

Qin Huo raised his eyes and looked at her in a relaxed manner.

Although the scenery was picturesque, everything was so beautiful that it seemed unreal. There were also two figures akin to flying immortals that were slowly walking towards this room.

Even though everything was so bizarre that it exceeded his expectations, he could only sit cross-legged and gently grasp her hand. With a warm and cold voice, he said, "At this moment, I permit you to be afraid!"

Hearing this, Qingning felt that it was both funny and sour.

His hand was warm and cold, and it had unknowingly eased a lot of the pain in her hand that had been corroded beyond recognition. There was nowhere for her to hide, so she might as well face it calmly.

The man and woman walked closer, but didn't seem to see her at all.

Until the last step in front of Qingning. His figure shook and changed, gradually returning to the void.

She frowned slightly, her phoenix eyes staring unblinkingly at him.

The scene in front of him changed to white jade steps, with the words "Nine Flower Sect" engraved upon them.

As his line of sight gradually grew closer, the white-clothed man who sat cross-legged on the white jade platform played the zither. The sound of the strings was like the music of heaven, lingering in the clouds above the mountains.

The woman in red moved her steps to produce flowers. Her fiery red sleeves fluttered in the air. Her body was like a butterfly's shadow, and her eyes were filled with gentleness.

He turned around and looked down at the man in white. His gaze was filled with gentleness.

A voice came from an unknown place beside Qingning's ears.