77 The Wind Howls

Zhao Wuxian's sudden appearance surprised the Light Source Temple, Feng Wentian felt a headache, and Miori on the side was a little helpless.

"Have you made enough trouble, you just came back after fighting you yesterday." The young woman was really beautiful, and even when she was angry, she could wrinkle a good-looking expression.

"Yesterday was a fight with my sister-in-law, today it's my eldest brother's turn, tomorrow I'm fighting with Miori, and in the next two days, it's my turn to be Fengwentian and North Stygian." Before Zhao Wuxian could start a war with the Light Source Temple, he offended Feng Wentian and the others.

They knew Zhao Wuxian's temperament, it was useless to be angry with him, and reasoning was ineffective.

"You help me finish them off, and then you and I can fight for as long as you want." The Light Source Temple knew that it was difficult to talk to him, but he still tried to reason with Zhao Wuxian, and miraculously, he actually agreed: "Okay." ”

After talking about the conditions, everyone began to attack the enemy, and before the warm-up exercise was finished, the enemy left in a hurry.

The time of the sea-mountain boundary is extremely long, as if it stays in the sunrise stage forever, and Feng Wentian feels unbelievable when he looks at the speckled sunlight on the mountain.

"Huh, the camera?" Miori walked over to a tree and took the camera off the branch, revealing a large face from the afterward.

Walker pulls out a mini-projector, which shows the wind and the sky cleaning the village.

The scene was bloody, and the appearance of both the bound and the dead was indescribable, and it can only be said that the methods of the enemy were outrageous.

Adults send children, and children send adults......

"Those who only mourn will always be weak, even if I cry, I will become stronger while crying." A six- or seven-year-old boy sobbed and wiped his tears, his voice was so weak, but his words were so sharp, that Feng Wentian, who had sensitive ears, saw the strength of the little boy as a weakling.

The little boy was weak, with a few patches sewn into his thin clothes, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious when he looked at the people around him, and the name of his relatives in other people's mouths was an extremely luxurious dream for him.

"You are not lonely, because you are a child of the wind, you have to learn to swim like the wind, free and easy, when you have resentment, you can still roar like the wind, roar in the sky, run through the eight wildernesses, and use your strength to deter and destroy all enemies who stand in your way. So, I hope we will meet again one day in the future, the wind-howl-day, I hope that when we say goodbye, you can cover the sky with one hand at that time......" Feng Wentian appeared in front of the little boy, he didn't ask the little boy's name, the little boy looked at him blankly, and before Feng Wentian left, the little boy got a book he gave.

"Wind Howling Days, is this what he gave me a name, but why?" The little boy muttered as he looked at the figure of Feng Wentian leaving......

78 Suddenly the sky changed

They flew away from the mountains and into a city.

The urban architecture of the seamount boundary is peculiar, the so-called high-rise buildings here are hollowed out mountains, the roads are mountain roads, and people fly towards the open-air screens of various buildings in flying machines.

The open-air screens here are projected by a golden earth suspended in the air, each sphere can be projected around, according to the operation of the sphere's computer, it can control the height of the image at will, this time, their projection is huge, these four images are spliced together, enough to cover half of the city's sky.

Zhao Wuxian was itching, and along the way, he proposed to the Light Source Temple many times, but the remorseful Light Source Temple quickly found various reasons to refuse.

The scoundrel of the Light Source Temple Zhao Wuxian is even more scoundrel, he decided not to leave, when will the Light Source Temple and others learn from him, when will he leave.

Feng Wentian saw everyone's attention, and he was also curious to join in the fun.

In the image, a man is seated, dressed in black armor with shoulders half an arm's length and recessed, and he adjusts his posture so that people can see his face.

The man was close to old age, with half-black, half-white hair hanging down his shoulders, a pair of deep pupils containing evil thoughts, and a gray beard under his fat nose that covered his mouth.

After a few sips of the wine on the table, he suddenly lifted his shoulder armor, and the shoulder armor on both sides approached his head, and with a click, the left and right shoulder armors closed together, enveloping his head.

The folded shoulder armor formed the shape of a monster's head, like a rocket head, with twelve diamond-shaped blood-red eyes covered in its head, six in a row on each side of each side, and no other organs in the head could be seen.

"Human ...... For more than 30 years, I don't know how you are doing? His voice was heard in the video, and it was hoarse.

He held the goblet and played with it while looking at the wine in the glass, "Read the headlines today, about our Dark Clan and the Shadow Messenger Clan. ”

"By the way, I forgot a little friend, his name is ...... His name is ...... Oh, his name is Feng Wentian, Feng Wentian little friend, I believe you are also reading the declaration of the sect leader, it is really like smoke in the past, when your father tried to challenge and kill me, but he finally died at my feet, you were young at the time, your expression at that time was amazing. ”

"Your father is really, kill me and bring an accomplice, call the father of Han Jiangyue's children, and finally die with your father, as his son, shouldn't you repent in front of Han Jiangyue for the rest of your life?"

Click......

Feng Wentian clenched his fists, his whole body trembled with anger, the person in the image was his enemy, the person he had sworn to kill at all costs, and now, his enemy was not only openly insulting his dead father, but also openly mocking him.

"**Bell, one day, I will break your body into pieces and scatter your soul." Feng Wentian secretly swore that he would never forget that day, the drunken father in his mind was even crushed by **Bell before he died, and Han Jiangyue's father.

Feng Wentian's father's tombstone is an ornament, the so-called father has a spirit in the sky is his own comfort to his soul, originally, he has been swimming in his father's dream of a spirit, but this dream was broken by **Bell.

"Getting back to business, let me introduce myself, my name is ** Bell, and I am from the third universe outside of yours, because my hometown is a gray and dark planet, so we call ourselves the Dark Clan."

"After more than thirty years, my dark clan forces have been quietly spread all over the world, and the organization that leads these forces is called the Demon Sect, and I am the leader of the Demon Sect."

"O lowly human, this sect master has given you three choices, either submit to the Dark Clan or be a slave of the Shadow Envoy Clan, this is the third...... Or die! ”

Wow!

The people in the city were furious, ** Bell's behavior is equivalent to officially declaring war on the world!

"I am a descendant of our ancestors, and I will never be a slave!" I don't know who roared, and then there was a overwhelming voice: "I am a descendant of the ancestors, and I will never be a slave!" ”

"The Shadow Envoy Clan officially entered the Dark Clan today, regarding the power of the Shadow Envoy Clan, this sect leader has the right to keep it secret, human, give you a day to think about it, don't be a slave, don't surrender, the Dark Clan and the Shadow Envoy Clan will officially send troops, and then the sword will be eyeless, the gun is ruthless, human, don't force me!" As soon as Bell's voice fell, he snapped his fingers, and the sun, which was still on the horizon, finally moved.

"Can you control the sunrise time? How is this possible! Feng Wentian was so shocked that he had completely forgotten what was going on in the Heavenly Realm.

"The wind asks the sky, not only the sea and mountain realm, the sun in many parts of the world has different degrees of static time, some are still on the sun, some are still at sunset, in addition, some places are obviously at night, but they are dragged out of the sun by some force, I suspect that ** Bell should have used some special means to blind people's eyes. Either way, those who can use this method are still terrible. Yan Qiusheng's words reached Feng Wentian's mind.