"But where are you going to find us?"

Yang Ruilin said in an affirmative tone: "Ping, I will find you, no matter where you are." ”

A few seconds before the door closed, he saw the apprentice he had raised standing with the girl he planned to spend his life with, and said a few words in bits and pieces.

"Brother."

Li Ransheng said officially: "Your Royal Highness is looking for your ......"

The little girl pouted.

Similar to a small gesture of pouting, she only showed it in front of her brother.

"Pingping," Li Ransheng couldn't help but see that Apple was sad, and he lowered his voice as he glanced around, "I will tell you the ins and outs when I have a chance." ”

Li Ransheng had a thin mark on his eyebrows, and the years had finally left traces on the young man's face, or slightly lowered eye bags, or small scars that had been accidentally injured during several battles.

"Okay."

The brother and sister walked towards Yan Danren's house.

Seeing the brothers and sisters leave, Yang Ruilin gently closed the door, his right hand covering the mouth of his left chest, and then remembered that his heart was no longer beating, only the heat at some times was particularly clear.

Looking at the small space at a loss, Yang Ruilin suddenly couldn't understand why he insisted until now.

They're just brother and sister.

Besides, he's going to leave in two days.

The northern kingdom where the water god was located caused his body to have intermittent wind and cold symptoms, and it seriously affected Yang Ruilin's use of wood vitality.

"Ping, it's okay."

The first generation of Fanwai

The man took a few steps forward, looking out at the clouds and the islands hidden in the pure white sea.

Striking plants are intricately distrayed, with clouds spreading and vines swaying as the breeze blows.

The mopping robe cut across the boulder beneath the man's feet, and his oddly shaped feet took another step forward.

The clear sky is like washing, and the blue sea is horizontal.

With a leap of his body, the man fell.

The sea of clouds first collapsed and then churned.

Two big round eyes watched the whole thing, and she watched as the man walked forward, fell, and flew up again.

The large clouds were scattered by the plump wings of the man's arms, and a goose-yellow feather fluttered, which she held in her hand and looked at it carefully for a while.

"Ping, aren't you coming to play?" The man asked.

She shook her head, the red wings on her back clasped listlessly: "At night, the dragon clan will come, I'm afraid it's going to be a battle." ”

In the recent negotiations, even Ping can detect that several leaders have been unable to suppress their anger.

"Well," the man frowned, as if he had thought of something, "your guards are really hard. I've heard earlier that one of the guards had his arm cut off, and it hurt him to the point of madness...... But what's the use of arms, he still has wings...... Doesn't affect anything ......"

The man waved his wings and spun around in the air, tearing through a few vines wrapped around the boulder.

"I'll have to leave the guard without an arm." Pindo.

The Guard is an honor.

Most of the children of the Huang clan have the appearance of wings and legs, but there are also a few like Ping, who have human hands and bright broad wings growing on their backs.

Green, soap, white, ochre......

Her wings were as red as blood, and she was rarely seen in a hundred years.

As long as a few people can become guards.

The night turns cooler.

The "stage" of the dragon and phoenix tribes was built on the highest floating hill, the black curtain was raised, and the birds that returned early held their breath and listened to the dragons living in the abyss plucking their vigilant bowstrings.

The rough workmanship of Kong Ming lanterns floated from the nest where the Phoenix Clan lived, and the orange-yellow light was delicate like a dream.

The royal guards, including Ping, lined up at the edge of the circular platform, flapping their wings and their spears hanging low to pierce the hearts of their enemies.

Whenever this happens, Ping silently asks herself: Are you ready to give everything for your people?

Another extremely small voice, which was silent for a moment, replied, "No."

She hated being like that.

The dragon envoy in charge of the negotiation has a tail covered with dragon scales on the lower body, and silver scales flash. Occasionally, the tip of the dragon's tail will swing slightly, revealing the slight mood change of the messenger.

The dragon clan hides in the ocean, and the phoenix clan occupies the sky.

For a long time, in order not to offend the Phoenix Clan, the Dragon Clan has always flown at a high altitude lower than the Phoenix Clan.

The dragons want to go to the other side of the sky, so they are here to negotiate. Although this is not the first time that negotiations have begun.

If the Phoenix Clan is willing to share the boundless sky, the Dragon Clan is also willing to share the surging ocean.

The Phoenix clan naturally disagreed.

Their phoenix clan is not a duck spirit, and it is not rare to have salty seawater.

Rejected again and again, the tip of the dragon emissary's tail slapped the smooth stone face hard.

This negotiation was followed by a great war, in which the Dragons won a great victory, and several floating mounds of the Phoenix Clan were knocked down.

The floating mound fell into the territory of various beast tribes, killing many beast tribesmen, tiger tribes, wolf tribes, and fox tribes...... It's all messed up.

Only the human race swallowed their anger, and from beginning to end they couldn't fight back and scolded or fight back, seeing that the Phoenix clan was abolished, the dragon clan was going extinct, and the rest of the beast clan were all old and young women and children.

The god of the ancient Sycamore tree, whose roots stretched deep into the earth and the canopy of the tree to spy on cause and effect, was awakened by the boundless war, and he found that the chaotic world that the five gods had worked so hard to transform had turned into a pot of porridge again.

The wood god first went to the north where the water god was sleeping, and in the empty corner of the Dragon Palace, there were a few wandering dragons.

I thought about waking up the water god, but everything is messy right now, wouldn't it be more troublesome if the water god woke up?

The five gods restrain each other, so the five of them rarely get together.

It's a pity that the wood god at this moment can't hear the chagrin that belongs to Yang Ruilin alone after a thousand years.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat.

How could he have imagined that one day he would leave the person he was thinking about because of the "god of sleep" of the god of water.

The wood god travels to the Phoenix Clan.

On the few remaining floating mounds, feathers rain down like petals.

Searching, the wood god finally saw the blood-red wings.

"Ping." He picked her up, just like Yang Ruilin and Ping a thousand years later.

Passing through the forest, there are all kinds of beasts screaming.

The end point is the Terran Palace.

The wood god was expressionless, and he turned around, he really wanted to beat up the bear children - why not live a good life and fight all day long, so that he couldn't even sleep well?

The dignified Terran Emperor was able to stretch and bend, and immediately said: We don't know, they say that they will fight, and it is useless to persuade them, but ah, Lord Mushen, our Terran race did not participate in the war!

At this time, Yang Ruilin, the master of the wood god, has been sleeping for many years, and he has been patronizing the hatching of phoenix eggs in the years he has been sober.

The other four gods are in the eternal sleep, and the one who melts into the heavens and the earth is almost dead, and the only one who is in charge is the wood god who leans on a plane tree year after year.

The Terran Emperor smiled innocently: We are weak, don't want it, a random heavy rain and drought can kill countless people, if it can be blessed by the vitality of other races...... You see......

The wood god originally felt that it was unfair to give the vitality of the beast race, the phoenix race, and the dragon race, so he simply announced that all the human race was the unified standard.

The Terran Emperor's smile stiffened for a moment, and continued to shine bright enough to be an oil lamp envoy.

"Who is this?" The emperor looked at the Phoenix girl in Yang Ruilin's arms and received a warning from the wood god's eye knife.

But back on the plane tree, the wood god looked blankly and calmly at the girl who had lost her wings and was bleeding slowly from her back.

"Ping."

He only seemed to say that one word to her.

The Wood God's decision to reclaim the vitality of the various races led to a drastic change in the heavens and the earth, and the Terrans became the masters, and at the behest of the Wood God, all records of the vitality before its death were destroyed.

The past is in the clouds.