Frost

In her previous life, Jiang Ximan was the pampered daughter of the Jiang family, and she lived a stable and worry-free life. However, her father died in a tragic accident. The ignorant girl in the past lost her innocence, carried her hatred with tenacity, and formed an alliance with Li Jingran, the most powerful eldest son in the capital. After completing the road of revenge step by step, he finally died alone. The reincarnation turns into Li Jiu, a civet cat demon in Qinglan Mountain. The memory of his past life is deeply buried. He lives freely with only his demon nature, looking for fairy fruits in the mountains every day. His temperament is a bit naive like that of a cat demon, but his soul contains the calmness accumulated in his previous life. Deep in Qinglan Mountain, Xiaoyao, the most honorable demon king in the capital, is imprisoned. Princess Xiqi uses magic to ban his soul. He loses his former power and is trapped in the forest with loneliness. Li Jiu rashly broke into the forbidden area in search of the fairy fruit. After being discovered by him, he stayed behind. Since then, he has been with him and a group of pure-hearted little monsters in the mountains. Spending time together in the forest day and night, feeling warm and lonely, fragments of Li Jiu's past life memories gradually emerged, and the prince also found an opportunity to unblock them. The fetters between the two lives are quietly intertwined. When the shackles are broken, they will join hands to face the grudges of the past and the storms of this life. With the warmth of this life, they will overcome the desolation of the previous life and protect each other for the rest of their lives. In his previous life, Li Jingran was a noble prince with great power in the capital. He was fierce and decisive, unrivaled in magnificence, held the power of the capital, and was respected by everyone. In this life, he is the demon king Xiaoyao, but his soul is banned by Princess Xiqi and imprisoned in the deep forest of Qinglan. He has lost his past sharpness and is lonely, but his eyes still contain the arrogance of looking down on the world and the calmness waiting for the end. Jiangxi Man stood in the snowy courtyard, holding a blood-stained jade pendant between her white fingertips. It was a token left to her by her father before he died. The cold snow fell in her hair, but it could not melt the frost in her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Li Jingran, who was walking slowly. Her voice was as calm as a frozen lake, but it contained surging hatred: "Li Jingran, you and I both know that this capital is a cannibal prison, and my father's death is just a victim of the game between the powerful. You want to overthrow the corrupt forces in the court, and I want to avenge the Jiang family. Our goals are the same." She took two steps forward and was no more than three feet away from Li Jingran. There was a hint of alcohol and determination in her breath: "I, Jiang Ximan, used to be a pampered daughter. I didn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts. But now, my father's blood has taught me how to recognize it." Clean up the world. If you help me investigate the case and find out the real culprit behind the scenes, I will hand over all the remaining power and connections of the Jiang family to your control. The Jiang family's business routes and hidden connections will be enough to become a sharp weapon on your way to seizing power." She pressed the jade pendant hard into her palms, her knuckles turning white, and said word by word: "I just want you to remember that this alliance cannot tolerate any compromise. If you dare to use me, or flinch in the road of revenge, I, Jiang Ximan, will destroy everything you want first, even if I am shattered to pieces. After all, a person who has lost his family, what else does he have to lose? I will accompany you to fight the storm in the capital, but don't let me down." Li Jiu curled up on the bluestone beside Xiaoyao, her claws gently pulling at his hanging brocade sleeves. Her golden brown eyes sparkled in the forest light, like a handful of kneaded morning dew: "Xiaoyao, you are staring at the clouds outside the forest again. Do you think the days in Qinglan Mountain are too boring?" She leaned forward and rubbed the tip of her nose against his cold fingertips. Her voice was soft and charming: "I went to the back mountain today to pick a lot of red fruits. They are sweeter than yesterday. Do you want to try them?" Then she stuffed a round fruit into his palm, and her tail gently swept the bluestone behind her, picking up some fallen leaves. Seeing that Xiaoyao just lowered his eyes and looked at the fruit without saying anything, Li Jiu pressed his forehead against his arm again and shook his body: "This Qinglan Mountain is so nice. There are endless fairy fruits to eat, endless breeze to blow, and me and the little monsters in the forest to accompany you, so don't frown all the time." She suddenly straightened up, puffed out her small chest, and patted her waist with her paws. Her tone was full of determination: "If anyone dares to come to this forest to disturb your peace, I will be the first to rush up and scratch them with my claws until they run away! I am the most powerful civet cat demon in Qinglan Mountain, and I can protect you more than enough." After that, she curled back up to his side again, resting her head on his leg, and her voice gradually became softer: "I'm relying on you anyway. I will follow you wherever you go. This life in Qinglan Mountain is fun only if you are here." Murderous aura surged in the hall, and the tables and chairs were overturned and littered the ground. The remaining members of the gang had been wiped out, leaving only the main enemy huddled at the foot of the stairs, covered in blood and embarrassment. The domineering arrogance of the past was gone. Jiang Ximan held a cold sword, his clothes were stained with blood but his figure was upright. The blade of the sword was pointed firmly at the center of the enemy's eyebrows. His soft brows and eyes were covered with frost that could not be melted away. His eyes were filled with hatred that had been accumulated for many years. Every step he took towards him was filled with the determination to crush the past grievances. Li Jingran stood half a step beside her, the ink-colored sword hanging diagonally, and blood beads slowly rolled down the blade, staining the red brick floor. His whole body was cold, his eyes swept over the surrounding mess, and he firmly guarded the side, cutting off the enemy's last thought of escaping. The two stood side by side, their figures particularly solemn in the messy hall. The tacit understanding between the moves was a result of countless planning and experience in dangerous situations. The enemy looked up at the approaching sword, begging for mercy with a trembling voice, promising huge amounts of money and power incoherently, and bragging that the clan power would never give up. Hearing this, Jiang Ximan's lips curled up into a cold smile, and every word fell like ice beads: "A lot of money and power? The lives of more than a hundred members of my Jiang family, how can these vulgar things be worth it? When you framed the Jiang family to collaborate with the enemy, ransacked the house and wiped out the family, why didn't you think about what would happen today?" Before she finished speaking, the enemy wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to counterattack. When the cold light suddenly appeared, Li Jingran moved his long sword first, and neatly opened the hidden short blade. The back of the knife hit the enemy's knee hard, with a crisp sound, and the enemy screamed and fell to his knees, unable to resist anymore. Li Jingran lowered his eyes and spoke, his voice cold and unwavering: "The clan members you relied on have all been killed at this moment. No one in this world can protect you." This sentence completely cut off the enemy's thoughts, and he collapsed on the ground, only screaming in despair. Jiang Ximan closed his eyes, and the scene of his father and brother's tragic death and the burning of his family's house flashed across his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, there was only killing intent in his eyes. She gathered strength in her wrists, and the cold sword pierced the enemy's heart with a sound. The sound of the sword's edge entering the flesh overwhelmed the last wail. When she slowly drew her sword, blood spurted out and splashed onto her plain white clothes, which was shocking and scorching. Jiang Ximan lowered his eyes and looked at the exhausted enemy, his shoulders trembled slightly, the grievances he had accumulated for many years were finally cleared up, and his depressed mood relaxed slightly. Li Jingran put away the knife and stood aside, his eyes falling on her with a bit of silent stability. The cold wind passed through the hall, swirling the blood-stained robes of the two people. The hall was littered all over the floor. Only the figures of the two side by side conveyed the solemnity of surviving the disaster, and also concealed the determination of defeating the death situation together. The morning mist in Qinglan Mountain had not yet cleared. Li Jiu stood on tiptoe and summoned the little monsters in the forest together. His round golden brown eyes kept turning, and he lowered his voice and said, "Xiaoyao is always bored by the bluestone. Let's surprise him today and make him smile!" The squirrel demon jumped to her side holding a pine cone, the fox demon came close to her with its tail swung, and even the slow tree spirit shook its branches in response. Li Jiu clapped his paws and assigned tasks: "Songsong, you go pick the sweetest red forest fruits, Ahu, you go get some shiny stones from the stream, Grandpa Shu, you drop some beautiful colorful leaves, and I'll go find that intoxicating flower blooming on the cliff!" The little monsters dispersed in response, and Li Jiu stepped on the morning dew and ran to the edge of the cliff. He clawed at the vines on the cliff and finally reached the cluster of pink and white intoxicating flowers. He carefully held it in his mouth and rushed back. When she returned to the bluestone where she always stayed, the little demons had arranged the red forest fruits in a circle, colorful leaves were spread on the ground, and the shiny stones were piled up to look like a small stream. Li Jiu hurriedly planted the Intoxication Flower beside the bluestone, and asked the little demons to hide behind the tree. He jumped up to Xiaoyao, his tail wagging like a small fan: "Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, close your eyes, and I will show you something good!" When Xiaoyao Yiyan closed his eyes and then opened them again, he saw a trace of surprise in his eyes when he saw the colorful scene in the courtyard. Li Jiu immediately jumped up and pointed at the decorations as if asking for credit: "I made this with the little monsters, doesn't it look good? I will make something different for you every day from now on. I guarantee that you will have something new and interesting every day in Qinglan Mountain!" Purpose: Two people for life