After Chen Wenyuan asked, he knew that no one would answer, but he stood there as if he was waiting for someone to talk to him. He didn't move a little while until the cold wind shivered.

He suddenly felt an indescribable coldness, from the inside out. The coldness that seemed to be frozen in his heart melted with the coldness of the wind and snow of Jingxi Mountain, as if it had frostbite the world.

The biting cold made Chen Wenyuan unable to help but use his magic to protect the cold. As soon as he used the magic, he suddenly realized that there was still the skill that Xia Jing passed on to her when he was alive. He thought: After I came out of the Lan Shenglou, I should have found her and returned the skill that she passed on to me to her, but now... I can never return it to her. In fact... what to say... She worked hard to teach me magic, so how can I repay it? That is really not what I did for her before! The skill she has practiced for so many years is with me, and the skill she taught me is with me. If I commit suicide, would I really be sorry for her efforts for so many years?

At this time, heavy snow fell.

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

He didn't continue talking, stood blankly in the cold wind, watching the snow blown by the wind fall on the three snow 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, and watched the snow get thicker and thicker, covering a lot of places, and of course it also covers the snow-cold grass.

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

Chen Wenyuan thought: This world is always cold. In order to "be good to her", to be worthy of her, to teach me magic hard, and to keep the merits she passed on to me, I must live in a cold world. However, from now on, the turbid world outside has nothing to do with me. If I don't go outside to provoke anyone, no one will come here to provoke me! From today on, I will live on this mountain and start practicing martial arts! In the future, no one will think of any demons and monsters living in the world! This Jingxi Mountain belongs to me and Xia Jing!

Speaking of this, he planned to transplant the snow-cold grass immediately onto the top of the mountain. He had used spells to seal the three snow-cold grasses to prevent others from taking them away. At this moment, he removed the spell of sealing the three snow-cold grasses before.

As soon as he was about to take out the magic ice stone to transplant the snow-cold grass, he felt dizzy, his eyes blurred, he couldn't stand steadily, and he fell on the snow.

Chen Wenyuan felt that his reaction was obviously a spell cast, and immediately recited the spell silently. He quickly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes a little, he saw two people looking at the three snow-cold grasses and hearing the conversation between the two. Chen Wenyuan narrowed his eyes and prevented the two people from seeing that he was awake for the time being.

"This is indeed the snow-cold grass!" said the two men wearing white robes.

"This was the one we transplanted in the extreme cold place last time. Who knew that the snow-cold grass turned into ashes on the road." said the man in a black robe.

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