Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1567 (One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty Seven) Cold

After Chen Wenyuan asked the question, he knew that no one would answer him, but he stood there as if waiting for someone to talk to him. He only moved to the side after being shivered by the cold wind.

He suddenly felt indescribably cold, from the inside out. The chill from his frozen heart merged with the chill brought by the wind and snow of Jingxi Mountain, as if it had frozen the world.

The biting cold made Chen Wenyuan unable to help but use magic to keep warm. As soon as he used the magic, he suddenly realized that he still had the gong that Shan Xiajing passed on to her when she was alive. He thought: After I came out of the Blue Saint Building, I should have found her and returned the gong she passed on to me to her, but now... I can never return it to her. In fact... what is the point of returning it... She worked so hard to teach me magic, how can I repay her? That really can't be repaid by what I did for her before! The gong she practiced for so many years is with me, and the gong she taught me to practice is also with me. If I commit suicide, will it really be unworthy of her hard work for so many years?

At this time, heavy snow fell.

Chen Wenyuan continued with tears in his eyes: "Xia Jing, I remember the days when you worked so hard to teach me magic. At that time, I called you Senior Sister. Later, I changed to calling you Xia Jing. We spent so many days together... At that time, I really felt that I could be with you like we said before... forever... never separate!"

He did not continue speaking, but stood blankly in the cold wind, watching the snow blown by the wind fall on the three snowy grasses, thinking that her wish could have come true, but her life came to an abrupt end.

Chen Wenyuan stood in the cold wind for a long time, watching the snow getting thicker and thicker, covering many places and of course covering the snowy grass.

Some dead branches were bent by the snow, but three snow-capped grasses still stood there upright, against the thick snow, as if nothing could bend them.

Chen Wenyuan thought: This world is always cruel. In order to "be good to her", to live up to her hard work in teaching me magic, and to keep the skills she passed on to me, I must live on in this cruel world. However, from now on, the dirty world outside has nothing to do with me. I won't provoke anyone outside, and no one should come here to provoke me! From today on, I will live on this mountain and start practicing martial arts! From now on, no demons or monsters living in the world can come up here! This Jingxi Mountain belongs to Xia Jing and I!
At this point, he planned to transplant the snow-cold grass to the top of the mountain immediately. He had previously used magic to seal the three snow-cold grasses to prevent others from finding and taking them away. Now he lifted the magic that had sealed the three snow-cold grasses.

Just as he was about to take out the magic ice stone to transplant the snow-cold grass, he felt dizzy, his vision blurred, he lost his balance, and fell to the snow.

Chen Wenyuan felt that his reaction was obviously a spell cast on him, so he immediately recited a spell in his mind, and soon he woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes slightly, he saw two people looking at the three snow-cold grasses, and heard the conversation between the two people. Chen Wenyuan squinted his eyes, temporarily preventing the two people from noticing that he was awake.

"This is indeed Snow Cold Grass!" said the one in white robe among the two.

"This is what we transplanted when we went to the extremely cold land last time. Who knew that the snow-cold grass turned into ashes on the road?" said the man in black robe.

(End of this chapter)