The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The top of Lingyun.

The vast expanse is full of snow peaks that go straight up to the sky, as if breaking through the sky and supporting the sky and the earth.

In a world of ice and snow, there is only white snow and ice reflecting the blue sky.

Under the snow peak, the glaciers meander, the ice floes float, and the heavy snow from the sky falls into the glaciers and turns into ice water.

On top of the snow peak, a black figure was faintly seen, standing against the snow, it was the only guest and the only color in Lingyun Zhiding.

He was dressed in a black robe inlaid with gold silk, and a black cloak with flying corners, like a king coming to the world.

The long red hair hangs down, fluttering in the wind, like bloodshot, coquettish and evil.

Her long eyebrows were drawn into her temples, her phoenix pupils were bottomless, and her blood-colored pupils were like cold rubies, without any temperature, so cold and charming, it was breathtaking.

The blood-weeping red lips seemed to be overflowing with fresh blood, the extreme crimson, cold and thin, charming people's hearts.

On the left side of the snow-white and flawless face, there is an extreme red lotus blooming, which seems to be outlined by blood threads, as if growing out of the skin, it is natural, bright red like blood, shocking.

With a proud figure, independent from the world, there is a smear of indelible ice between her brows, and she is born with the power of a king.

The snow peaks at the foot seem to be bowing their heads and looking up at the guests on the top of the snow peaks.

With a wave of the black robe sleeves, it floated away, like golden scales out of a pond, soaring through the nine heavens, shining in prosperity.

In an instant, the snow peak under his feet broke, collapsed, and the landslides and ground cracked.

The rocks and snow from Xuefeng fell into the glacier, and the river was surging, stirring up thousands of waves.

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In the snow-capped mountains, there is no end in sight.

The top of the clouds seemed to be right in front of him, but no matter how close he was, it was still within the same distance, as if he couldn't touch it.

In the vast snow, two figures were faintly seen wandering, as if they would never be able to reach the mysterious peak.

He was dressed in a black cloak, with a few icy snowflakes on his shoulders, as indifferent as his aura, slender, slightly thinly dressed, staring into the distance with silent eyes.

The other person was wearing a snow-colored cloak, if not for his ink-like hair, he would have almost merged with the ice and snow.Gentle as jade, indifferent as water, those eyes like clear springs are also gazing into the distance.

Both of them were handsome teenagers back then, but now they have grown taller, they are comparable, and they have grown into elegant and handsome men, each with its own merits.

Today, six years later, they met by chance, and they all came here to find someone.

"Will Qiongying come to see the snow scene?"

"I don't know, the master used to go to the snow peak." As for what she was looking at, he didn't know either.

"Is she going alone?"

"I don't know, but sometimes she will bring Qingjun with her." Then sometimes he doesn't need to follow.

"Yechen, why did you tell me?" Feng Feili asked puzzledly, Yechen was a taciturn person, and it was impossible to tell others about her.

Ye Chen remained silent, probably because she hoped that she would let Feng Feili know that she was very special to Feng Feili.

"It seems to be still in the same place." Feng Feili was a little disappointed, the snow peak was right in front of him, but no matter how close he was, it was always the same distance.

"Maybe I can't go." Ye Chen said sadly, if she was here, maybe she could go.

Having said that, his footsteps did not stop, and he kept heading towards the sacred peak.

Suddenly, on a slightly higher snow hill, there was a black silhouette.

She was wearing a black cloak, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her hair was bundled with jade hairpins, falling down her shoulders. Her skin was like snow, her red lips wept blood, and the ice between her eyebrows was colder than this icy world.