Haotian's eyes were a little tight, like a torch, staring deeply into the endless void, the purple light in his hand fluttered, and suddenly a wisp of blood splattered out of his mouth, and his left hand was raised, wiping the scarlet from the corner of his mouth.

"Alas, I can't imagine that it will take me so many years to spend so much Thunder Origin, it seems that it will take a lot of time to repair it", Haotian thought in his heart, this ghost world may not be so good, it seems that it still needs to be hidden, but the mental strength perceives the whole body, and his heart is a little cold.

There was a hint of helplessness and stubbornness in his bright eyes, his voice was a little low, and he turned to the side, "I don't know your name yet?"

Huang Chan was a little flattered, her hands were restrained, and she put them behind her, "I, I... , Huang Chan, ancestor, what should I do now?" "The mood has never been calm, looking at the ancestor who has been talking for a long time, I don't know why, I have a sense of loss in my heart, as if the ancestor will be gone away.

"Alas, I spread the vitality of your thunder, this is the thunder hairpin, you go back to the clan first, as for my news, we have never met. Haotian Lei Zun said lightly, and handed over a foot-long white hairpin in his hand.

Huang Chan's heart was a little tight, she didn't expect to say a few words when she met, and she had to separate from the ancestors, thinking that the ancestors had returned, and the day of the rise of the clan was just around the corner, but now the situation seems to be extremely weird.

Although he looked at the ancestor with an indifferent face and full of confidence, he couldn't hide the hurry when he left the land of thunder just now, plus he jumped millions of miles, and the feeling of dripping wetness on his face was obviously the ancestor's sweat, "Okay...... Good".

Stretching out her hands as white as jade, the whole person was about to kneel in front of Lei Zun, but an invisible aura held her and she was in a half-squatting state.

Lei Zun flicked his fingers, the hairpin had already fallen into her hands, the whole person was like a thunder dragon, and a palm was directly imprinted on the emanation, about an inch or so, a stream of air rushed into Huang Chan's body, the milky white air flow was getting faster and faster, half a sound, Haotian Lei Zun took a crooked step, his face was slightly pale, "You go, remember, don't mention me to anyone, otherwise the clan is only afraid of danger." ”

After half a sound, "You take this person away, I am now targeted by the ghost world, it is really impossible to steal chickens, eat the rice, hide for 10,000 years, erase the mark of the Heavenly Dao, but contaminated with the cause and effect of the ghost world." Haotian Lei Zun sighed helplessly, 10,000 years of waiting, 10,000 years of loneliness, just ended, I can't imagine that this is the beginning, but to be able to go to this day, these loneliness and loneliness are nothing, only to become stronger, to become stronger, this is life, maybe the pursuit of breakthroughs, this is the joy of life.

Although Huang Chan didn't understand Haotian Lei Zun's purpose, she looked at his cautious explanations again and again, and had some inexplicable fear in her heart, and nodded.

A streamer pierced the night sky, Huang Chan stood stupidly in place, the excitement on her face had disappeared, revealing deep worry, her eyes fell into it slightly, she picked up the sleeping Yang Wei with one hand, smiled bitterly, and it took a long time to move in one direction and disappear.

Time passed in a flash, and Huang Chan sat cross-legged, feeling everything in her body, the wisps of white gas.

As for Yang Wei, he was still asleep, the black liquid stains on the surface of the bloody villain's body were like a tide, the dragon could not see the head and the tail, and could not see the slightest, after releasing a few wisps of black death, the belly of the three-inch villain finally shrank, and the gray eyes in the belly only left a black spot the size of a grain of rice, as for the gray, it had evolved into black smoke.

With the passage of time, the blood color on the surface of the bloody villain has faded, and most of the three inches have melted, only about one inch remains, and all that remains is the drop of black water stains in the empty void.

The black grains of rice disappeared into invisibility, and streams of black death were solidified by the gas, and a terrible and resentful roar came out directly.

Yang Wei, who was already unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes, and his lying body suddenly stood up, sitting on the mud and sand, glaring angrily ahead, his eyes were scattered, "Ah.........."

Huang Chan instantly withdrew from the cultivation state, her expression trembled suddenly, looking at Yang Wei who was shouting, and then after shouting, her expression was sluggish, her distorted complexion, the green tendons on her face were prominent, she trembled slightly, her fists curled up, her grip was extremely smooth, and with a "bang", she lay flat on the ground again, her body curled up slightly.

A strange aura floated above his body, and the swirling black aura directly wrapped his body, only to see that the robe had turned into wisps of fly ash, slippery, and then the skin and flesh slowly melted, and wisps of green smoke rose.

Huang Chan was a little puzzled for a while, and she didn't know what was going on at all, but looking at the black breath, her heart was a little cold, inexplicably cold, and the fragrant sweat slipped down her bangs, lifted it out step by step, and stopped for a few seconds towards Yang Wei.

The moment he just touched Yang Wei's arm, Fang's heart trembled, looking at Yang Wei who was about to turn into ashes, he felt a little reluctant in his heart, a fear shrouded in his heart, and the black gas that penetrated Yang Wei's flesh was obvious, it was the intention of death.

However, no matter how you can't figure it out, why there is such a death intent in Yang Wei's body, which actually causes the death intent to transform into a shape, so difficult, and it is estimated that he will not live long, "No, if this is the case, why didn't Haotian Ancestor save it?

After thinking about it, I didn't have a clue, the jade finger that I had just touched touched touched the warm arm, and the death intent that soaked into the flesh and blood crawled like a worm, and I took my hand back in a little panic, "What to do, what to do?"

After hesitating again and again, she was powerless, but she didn't know that if she was not afraid in her heart, think about it more, in fact, she was not afraid of this death intention at all, there was a thunder of vitality in her body, and she was not familiar with her own power, and the vitality contained in it was also extremely strong, and she had a natural restraint for this dead ash, but she was worried about something bad because she was too hesitant.

Clapped his hands together, "Huh... Boom... Half-loud kung fu, a flying hoop of a few zhang size landed on one side, the forest was very dense, the giant wings of the flying hooves were blowing, sweeping out a gust of wind, the dense branches and leaves were swept up by the wind, and a piece of green leaf rain fell, the fallen leaves returned to the forest, and the green leaves piled up into a mountain flooded Yang Wei.

Huang Chan stood on the side, looking at the green leaves on Yang Wei's body, in a few breaths, piece by piece withered and withered, decayed, and finally turned into ashes, a little panicked in his heart, I really couldn't imagine how this person could be so terrifying, could this body be cast by deep sea secret gold, such a terrifying death ash qi could still be persevered.

"Up"!

"Why... Boom... "Wow"!

The flying hooves rolled up thousands of fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves dancing all over the sky made the scenery particularly chic and had a unique charm, but unfortunately Huang Chan didn't have time to appreciate it, and her willow eyebrows were tightly locked, and she fell into contemplation.

After a long time, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the willow eyebrows stretched out, his face gradually became natural, the jade hand tapped the slightly variegated wings, and with a few gentle strokes, the flying hooves were a little faster, and disappeared into the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, half a moon has passed, the flying hooves are a little tired, the wings are a little heavy, and when they move up and down, pieces of feathers fall off from the air, float away, and occasionally chirp sadly, some inexplicably heavy.

In the blink of an eye, rows of attics come into view, some large and some small, and the front row is some shops, in front of the shops is a long street, the street figures are moving, coming and going, shouting, selling, quarrelling, some trivialities, so that the whole town is not lively.

The flying bird slowly fell into the city gate, the city tower is a little old, even the city gate is seam and patched, it is inlaid with different shades, different sizes of wooden boards, the city gate is hidden, between the palms, the eyes are closed, the unconscious Yang Wei seems to be standing on the ground calmly.

Huang Chan gently pushed the city gate, the city gate made a creaking sound, maybe no one moved for a long time, the sound of tearing and pulling seemed to alarm the whole city, shouting, shouting, after the heavy creaking sound came out from the noisy street, there was silence, and they looked back at each other, with different faces.

Then they each went about their own thing, ignoring the two people at the ruined city gate, not caring about it, and continuing their own lives, life was very simple, setting up small stalls to sell some vegetables and meat. As for the shops, they are also different.

Huang Chan and Yang Wei walked side by side, but between the curled up in their hands, the ground squirmed, and two pairs of big earthy yellow hands grew under the ground, grabbed Yang Wei, da, and walked forward.

Along the way, Huang Chan smiled brightly, and every time she met someone she knew well, she greeted her respectfully, and her words were sincere and friendly, like a girl next door, well-behaved and sensible, not at all as scheming and cold as the outside world.

If Yang Wei saw it, he would be dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to describe it, "Little Cicada, what's the matter, you brought your boyfriend back?" The old woman with snow sideburns and frosty mustache on crutches was panting while walking, with a smile on her face, and her face was deeply furrowed.

"Grandma Li, hmm!" Huang Chan blushed a little shyly.

"Hahahaha, the little cicada still knows how to be shy, it seems that it is really the age to get married. The old man smiled so quickly that he coughed lightly, and a calloused hand patted his chest lightly.

Huang Chan saw it, stepped forward again and again, held it, patted her back, "Grandma Li, are you okay?"

The old man waved his hand, signaling not to worry, "You go get busy, I'm walking." The old man smiled and walked away, his steps were small, his crutches clattering against the uneven ground, and his figure faded away.

Along the way, there were more and more greetings, and the depression and unhappiness in Huang Chan's heart slowly faded away.

In a blink of an eye, the two came to a big mansion side by side, there are two tall and thick red lacquer pillars in front of the door, the door is inlaid with golden steel nails like buttons, the door is about more than one zhang wide, only the big mansion, extremely wide, dozens of zhang in length and width.

As soon as I stepped in, I only felt a strange fragrance in the courtyard, the colder the strange grass fairy vines became, the greener they were, the more the vines were drawn, and they were tired and lovely. The strange grass fairy vine wears the stone around the eaves and strives to grow upward.

A figure raised his head, bowed and bowed one after another, and then continued to be busy, the figures who came and went were a little surprised, I didn't expect that the eldest lady who was over thirty years old today had changed her temperament and actually took the man home.

However, the strange thing is that the man's face is cold and a little stiff.