Ten years after the avalanche, Xie Zhao's scimitar chopped up the moonlight, but it could not cut off the evil fate of the past life. When she looked into the eyes of the snow witch with silver hair stained with blood, the crescent birthmark under her collarbone matched perfectly with the red marks on her neck. Deep in the cold pool, dragons roared, the Burning Cult's black iron horse hoofs crushed the ice, and the Gu worms entangled in their palms began to devour each other's memories. It turns out that the saint who cut out her eyes a hundred years ago carved in the Buddha's eyes not only the curse to suppress demons, but also the frozen phrase "I am in the same quilt with you". Now the ice crystal maze reflects the twin phantoms. Xie Zhao's green snake sword is pressed against Ming Xueyi's heart, but he hears his own voice saying: "This time it is me who falls into hell." In the fateful entanglement of ice and fire, who is the spark that can melt the snowfield in the prophecy?
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