Feng Qiuhuang: The First Princess

Chapter 9 I Want To Live
The two teenagers admiring the scenery hadn't left yet, and the purple-clothed teenager marveled at the beautiful scroll, "What happened on the top of the cliff?"

The boy in black also looked at the gorgeous scenery in surprise, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Someone is fighting up there!"

"The little girl... Fourth, do you want to go up and have a look?"

The boy in black shrugged his shoulders and said coldly, "Not interested!"

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at the rain of flowers falling from the sky, and slowly descended the mountain. The mouth of the purple-clothed boy opened into a zero shape. Sure enough, just saving her life was just a little bit of his poor sympathy. Heartless fourth!"

"Remember to send the cold and warm jade chess pieces to my house!"

"Got it!" The purple-clothed boy followed him down the mountain. He was such an unlovable guy, but this guy was still his younger brother.

On the top of the White Jade Cliff, the two figures had not yet decided the winner. The silver-haired boy tried his best to deal with the girl due to excessive blood loss. Enchanting, it looks very dazzling in the ice and snow.

It was a very beautiful scene.

The boy's silver hair was shining brightly, fluttering in the wind, scattered in the air seductively, like spreading a layer of silk. The perfect combination, the sword's light is shining, against the entire ice crystal sky, making the young man turn all living beings upside down.

Looking at the girl again, she is standing on a rock, behind her is a cliff with snow fluttering, and below her is the beautiful scenery of hibiscus everywhere. Her long hair fluttered in the snowflakes, her figure was slightly slender than children of the same age, and her white clothes fluttered in the cold wind. I saw her playing a piccolo, her face was calm, and her eyes seemed to be dancing with mischievous colors. , I can't feel a trace of murderous intent at all.But those wind blades are fast and accurate, and it's a killer move to pounce on the young man with a price of one thousand.

The distance between the two was no more than ten meters. Suddenly, the boy let out a roar. He poured all his strength into the sword, rushed up, and slashed down on the girl. The girl tapped a stone with one foot, and her slender figure jumped up. Like a white phoenix spreading its wings, the piccolo never leaves its hand, and the wind blades are caught in the strong wind, slamming down...

rumbling...

On the Baiyu Cliff, the mountain shook for a while. The Baiyu Cliff, which had been silent for thousands of years, seemed to be attacked by a tornado.

The two teenagers who walked halfway up the mountain raised their eyes in surprise, they were fighting so fiercely...

The cold wind is blowing, the snowflakes are fluttering, and the hibiscus flowers are raining down. This scene is so beautiful.

The boy's sword touched the ground, he hung his head, and his silver hair hung down, covering his beautiful face, and also the darkness and frustration in his eyes. Is it true that he will be buried on the top of the white jade cliff today?
No, he is not reconciled!

He has so many unfinished things, how could God treat him so cruelly, never reconciled!

As long as there is breath, he will never admit defeat!
With a flick of silver hair, the pale face that had lost too much blood turned out to be so tenacious and powerful, which made the girl's heart twitch slightly, "Why? After all this has come to this point, why persist?"

In the vast expanse of white snow, two figures, one black and one white, stood quietly. The amber pupils of the young man revealed a firmness that cannot be ignored by anything in the world, "Because I want to live!"

(End of this chapter)