He held his forehead, shook his head, and looked at Ye Lan dotingly.

"You have no weapons, what are you fighting with me?"

"Weapon?" Ye Lan smiled evilly, and flew up to the ground, opened her arms and grabbed the air, holding a snowflake in both hands, "This is the best weapon!"

She threw it hard, and two white lights flashed, and the snow flew like a dart, breaking the air.

Cold and solidified snow, combined with the right amount of force, cutting iron like mud - this is the best weapon!

In Ye Lan\'s hands, anything can be used as a weapon, even thin and soft strands of hair can cut off the enemy\'s ears.

Double darts thunderbolt, shattered snow without a trace.

"Using snow as a dart?!" There was a trace of surprise in the man\'s eyes, and he fluttered the snowflake darts on his sleeves, darts into the pine wood, and it didn\'t melt for a long time.

"Although the girl has no spiritual power, her martial arts skills are amazing! With her wrist strength alone, Snowflake has become a deadly dart!"

Ye Lan sneered, "Afraid? The good show is yet to come!"

The man was very interested, "Oh? Then I have to take a good look!"

"I\'m afraid you won\'t be able to see it alive!"

Ye Lan flew and spun around, grabbing several snowflakes with both hands at once, and with all her strength, the snowflakes shot out like dense arrows.

The dart was fast and the cyclone was violent, driving the falling snowflakes to form a small storm that hit the man directly.

In this way, men have nowhere to run.

But the man didn\'t panic. In his deep and cunning eyes, a stream of light was shining. He just waved his sleeve lightly. All the darts and the storm turned around together, and rushed towards Ye Lan like a wolf like a tiger.

Ye Lan was startled, she did not expect the man to be so powerful, so she had to retreat, but still could not escape Feng Xue\'s killing.

She was in a hurry, and she fled away, only to be in danger.

"You\'re smart enough to hide in snowdrifts."

Ye Lan flew out of the snowdrift and kicked the man in the air. His legs were like knives, and the man turned slightly to his side, avoiding effortlessly.

"Raise your legs higher and move your feet faster."

"It\'s not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

The man smiled evilly, and the teasing in his eyes was unclear, "Tough mouth!"

He shook his body and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"People? Suddenly disappeared!"

"Here it is!"

The warm breath slammed on Ye Lan\'s neck from behind, she bent her elbows swiftly, turned around again, and prepared to punch and strike again.

However, the man was faster and appeared behind Ye Lan, and around his left hand, Ye Lan wrapped himself into the man\'s arms.

"Let go of me!" Ye Lan was surrounded by the man in his arms. The sudden situation did not make her flustered. Her face was calm, and her eyes were as cold as snowflakes.

Ye Lan was somber and said coldly, "You\'d better let me go, or you will die ugly!"

"Oh? Is that so..." The man didn\'t care, he whispered in Ye Lan\'s ear, "I want to see, how are you going to beat me?"

Seeing that Ye Lan didn\'t respond, the man chuckled, "With your current skills, you want to beat me? In the next life!"

"No need for the next life!"

"You actually..."

The man looked at Ye Lan who used the bone-shrinking technique to escape the shackles, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes was clear, even more seductive. It seemed that if he was not careful, he would fall.

Ye Lan kicked sideways, the man seemed to have no intention of fighting, and disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, a voice came from the void, the voice of a masked man.

"If you want to beat me, you must cultivate your spiritual power. Next time we will compete against each other, there will be a future!"

"Next time, I will never let you go!"

The snow was still falling, Ye Lan waited for a while, and when she didn\'t reply, she knew that the man had left.

She turned around and came to her mother\'s side, opened the closed fern leaves, carried her mother\'s body, and walked deeper into the back mountain step by step.

Ye Lan needed to find a quiet place to be her mother\'s retreat.

Originally, the place where he settled down was very good, but after that fight, it has become a mess, and it is not suitable for burying people.

She didn\'t want to bury her mother so casually.

Although this is not Ye Lan\'s biological mother, the original owner\'s affection for her mother was given to her when she entered this body. She must find a good place to bury this woman, and then she will do her best as a child. Filial piety.

Ye Lan\'s thoughts were a little confused. What was the origin of the masked man just now? Every time she made a move, the move was fatal, but he gave in everywhere.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the mountain road is rough and the road is slippery.

Perhaps it was because of her physical exhaustion, Ye Lan\'s vision became more and more blurred, and suddenly her foot slipped, she fell, and her mother\'s body was thrown from her back.

Seeing this, Ye Lan didn\'t have time to think about it, and rushed towards her mother, who knew that there was a cliff in front of her...

"Can\'t let go, can\'t let go!"

Ye Lan secretly encouraged herself in her heart, but the numbness from her hands made her feel powerless.

She clenched the vines on the cliff tightly with one hand and took her mother\'s arm with the other.

It was cold and freezing, and Ye Lan hung on the cliff of the hanging bell, like a thin leaf, which would be blown away by the lingering mountain wind at any time.

Cold, wounds, hunger, each bit her body like poison, Ye Lan\'s body was already overwhelmed.

After another stronger blizzard, the snow stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sky turned clear.

At this time, Ye Lan saw a clear pool at the bottom of the cliff, with a radius of four or seven miles, and the water was sparkling like an emerald.

There is a lotus-shaped island in the pond. The island is lush and lush, which contrasts sharply with the surrounding white snow.

She listened carefully, and seemed to hear a few birdsong.

What is this place? Ye Lan feels that this place is full of vitality, but it is also very strange: it is obviously already the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the water in the pool is not frozen, and the fish swimming in the water is very happy; this is a time when everything is depressed, but the plants on this island are thriving and flourishing. .

Just now, the wind was heavy and the snow was heavy, and the fog was rolling at the bottom of the cliff. If it wasn\'t for the clear sky, she wouldn\'t have noticed this place.

Ye Lan followed the rattan and led her mother into the pool.

The water in the pool was not as cold and biting as Ye Lan thought, on the contrary, it had some temperature. When she soaked in it, she felt the same as soaking in a hot spring.

Ye Lan swam to the island with her mother, and only when she landed did she realize that the island was not big from a distance, but from a distance, it was still several dozen feet long and wide.

She helped her mother under a tree, and she sat down and rested for a while. Looking around, Ye Lan found that there was a very tall and lush Bodhi tree on the island, and it was the oldest of all the trees.

Ye Lan decided to bury her mother under the Bodhi tree.

Glancing at her mother with An Ran\'s eyes closed, Ye Lan said softly, "Mother, my daughter has chosen a good place for you, and you can go in peace."

"Don\'t worry, it\'s very quiet here, and no one will disturb you again."

She carefully arranged her mother\'s clothes, but her mother\'s clothes were already in tatters, and the clothes were not covering her body. Ye Lan got up and found hemp grass, weaved a simple blanket, and covered her mother.

After working for a while, Ye Lan peeled off a whole piece of bark from the eucalyptus tree, and wrote an inscription to her mother with the juice squeezed from the seaweed.

She dragged her mother under the linden tree and began to dig the soil herself.

Ye Lan cut open the thick fallen leaves on the ground, tore off a few huge tree roots that stood out on the ground, and digged the soil hard with stones, and a small hole was gradually dug in the ground.

"Zheng..."

A crisp metal sound came, and Ye Lan only felt that her wrist was numb for a while.