"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan snorted coldly, like a lightning strike, directly knocking away the Lord of the Ice Palace, and ordered him to cough out a mouthful of blood.

Many of the children of the Ice Palace around did not speak out.

Some disciples of the Ice Palace understand the grudges between Jiang Xiaofan, Bing Xin, the Lord of the Ice Palace, and some of the disciples of the Ice Palace understand.

"Holy Maiden..."

Someone spoke and made a way for Bingxin.

Relatively speaking, the children of the Bing Palace in the same era respect Bing Xin more, which is truly respect from the heart. For the Lord of the Ice Palace, they are more just subordinates to obey the Lord of the Palace.

"Thanks……"

Bing Xin nodded to them.

She looked at Jiang Xiaofan and whispered: "Master's tomb is on the top..."

"good."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.

Their cultivation level is all in the Three Pure Realm, but at this moment they chose to walk.

Not long after, several people climbed to the highest point of the ice peak and appeared before an ice grave. This is a very simple grave, without any luxurious outfit, and it looks a bit bleak in the ice and snow.

"master……"

Bing Xin stepped forward and was in a depressed mood.

She was raised by this old man, who was her master and even more of a relative.

Slowly white snow fell from the sky, which was the year-round scene of the ice field, and it seemed that it had not changed. The breeze swept, and wisps of snowflakes floated, rotating around the ice heart, setting her out like a goddess of ice and snow.

"Master, is it you?"

Bing Xin looked up, and there was still a crystal dripping in her eyes.

She was brought back by the old man, taught her to practice, obey her, and pampered her like a grandmother in the world who loves her granddaughter. Now, the old man is gone, and only a lonely grave is left here.

How can I not be sad?

"Buzz!"

A crystal clear snow ray was hovering above her head, snow drifting out, making a faint whine. This was not only a prayer to the original owner, but also a feeling of Bing Xin's mood at this moment, as if she was comforting her softly.

"Sister Bing, don't be sad."

Xian Yuewu said softly.

"Be careful not to cry, you're more beautiful when you smile..." Jiang Xiaofan stepped forward, reached out and wiped away the tears from Bing Xin's eyes, and said, "That senior has passed away. She is watching you in heaven. I will not want you to be sad. In life, we must live for the living. Now... you still have us..."

His words were very soft, which made Bing Xin tremble slightly.

"Yes, Sister Bingxin, you still have us, we will always be with you."

Ye Yuanxue also said.

Bing Xin looked up, looked at Jiang Xiaofan, Xian Yuewu and Ye Yuanxue, and finally nodded vigorously.

"Wow!"

The wind and snow are still fluttering, very soft.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, three hours passed and the sky gradually faded.

At this moment, the group was about to leave...

"Master, I will come to see you again."

Bing Xin gave a great gift in front of the snow grave.

She wanted to move the master's spirit to the heavenly court, but the old man shook his head before he died and asked her to bury herself here and in this ice palace. This was the master's last instruction and she could not violate it.

"Let's go."

Jiang Xiaofan said softly.

"Um."

Bing Xin nodded gently.

Xian Yuewu and Ye Yuanxue leaned against her, and the group looked at the snow tomb ahead.

"Buzz!"
Chapter completed!