Chapter 6: The Mysterious Blue Book

This time the turmoil was even more intense. The giant tornado was already less than 100 meters away from him...... Ten meters, nine meters... Three meters, two meters, one meter. I saw that the immortal golden light imposed by the old man was really cracking inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as the golden moment was about to start, Ma Xiaofeng's head that was slapped into his chest began to have golden light pouring out. Suddenly, Ma Xiaofeng felt a splitting headache and trembled all over. Pain, the pain of a torn soul that no one who has not experienced it will never understand.

It was unbelievable that the menacing giant tornado actually stalled for a moment when the golden light was only overflowing. However, it was only a matter of less than a second.

However, what was even more incredible was that the giant tornado seemed to feel that it had been seriously provoked, and swept towards Ma Xiaofeng even more violently.

Jin Guang also seemed to feel offended, and began to become more dazzling. It seemed like it was going to take on a giant tornado. At this time, Ma Xiaofeng had completely rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ma Xiaofeng fainted a moment ago, and the golden light in his mind was also blazing to the extreme. Immediately afterwards, a small book began to slowly rise to the top of Ma Xiaofeng's head, just suspended quietly, and faintly you could see three big characters written on the cover that I don't know the year and the font.

This little book looks extremely ordinary, with no ornate decorations, and is no different from an ordinary blue book.

However, as soon as this seemingly ordinary blue book appeared, an aura from ancient desolation enveloped this time and space. At this moment, time and space seem to be forbidden. Countless black holes no longer turned, and giant tornadoes no longer wreaked havoc.

In this realm, both time and space are absolutely static.

It turned out that the source of this golden light was such a small book. If Ma Xiaofeng could see this scene, his jaw would drop in absolute shock. This mud horse is also amazing, there are trees, and the humans on the earth are still thinking about what if the sun burns out, and they are still thinking about migration.

Isn't this the solution to the problem that has plagued mankind for many years?

Of course, he couldn't have seen that.

Slowly, the blue book began to become illusory and then almost transparent, but the golden light did not weaken in the slightest, but began to become more dazzling. It was like a moment of brilliance, and at the most dazzling moment, the golden light suddenly disappeared. This is a feeling from extreme movement to extreme stillness, which makes people want to vomit blood.

The golden light was gone. But it wasn't just the golden light that disappeared, the Blue Book and Ma Xiaofeng also disappeared together. Disappear into this endless storm of time and space.

White Horse Village is located in the most remote town in the Doushen Continent, "Blue Moon Town".

At this time, a little boy was sweating and busy. It's boiling water again, and it's burning wood again. I'm going to prepare scissors and towels again. Seeing that this little boy was only five or six years old, he actually did these things, which was indeed very neat. As the saying goes, "the children of the poor are in charge early" should be like him!

Five or six years old should be innocent, ignorant of the world, carefree! However, at this moment, the boy's delicate and immature face was full of worry.

"Yong'er, Yong'er". The woman in the room was screaming in difficulty.

"Mother, Yong'er is here." The little boy hurried in.

"Yong'er, my mother is about to give birth, you don't have to be nervous, just listen to your mother's words and do it." The woman looked at her five-and-a-half-year-old son and said with difficulty. Looking at this son, the woman's heart hurts, it really hurts, he is only five and a half years old, God. How can you be so unjust?

Thinking about it, the woman's two lines of tears flowed down silently. The woman's name is Zhang Ju, and she and her husband Ma Youcai moved to this village two years ago. And their son, the little boy just now. It's called Ma Xiaoyong. Although the name is very earthy, the names of rural families are also the same. Ma Youcai's original intention was to make his son brave and strong no matter what difficulties he encountered in the future.

"Mother, I heard you. But, you—" looked at your mother as if she was in pain. Ma Xiaoyong was also inexplicably uncomfortable. My fists were clenched tightly, why was I so useless, I couldn't share a single bit of it for her when I saw my mother in such pain. Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoyong's fists clenched even tighter, and even his nails sank deep into the flesh, and a trace of blood began to come out, but he was still unconscious.

"Silly boy, my mother is fine. It's not that you haven't given birth to a child, haven't you also come out of your mother's womb?", the woman seemed to be able to see through what her son was thinking. Forced out a smile and said.

Kid, you bring hot water and towels first.... And then... The woman endured the pain in her body to make herself less painful, and then taught the boy how to do it in an orderly manner.

Outside, the moon was in the sky, casting a soft glow towards this somewhat dilapidated little room. As if trying to give the mother and son some warmth, a hint of encouragement!