Luo Tianyu.

On the edge, Ye Yu stood here alone.

From this marginal place, overlooking the entire Luo Tian Domain, the scenery is completely different.

What Ye Yu cultivated was the art of space, and it was by no means comparable to ordinary people.

In a pair of eyes, what I saw were Luo Tian's many interfaces.

In this interface of the heavens, there is one realm, which is where the three realms are located.

At this moment, Ye Yu, with a wry smile on his face, sighed... Then, the figure disappeared in place.

Out of... Luo Tian!

Beyond the Luo Tian Domain, there is the Land of Chaos.

Ye Yu Fang shows his figure... From all directions, there is a sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression comes from chaos!

"Sure enough..."

Ye Yu's eyes condensed slightly, and he muttered to himself, in the land of chaos, only the cultivation of the Heavenly Saint can gallop freely.

With the cultivation of the ancestral god of Ye Yu at this moment, at most he can only last for a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense, he will definitely fall into chaos forever and will never turn over.

But... It's also very easy to solve.

As long as you cultivate to break through the Heavenly Sage, it is enough to swim in this chaos.

Ye Yu glanced at the endless chaos.

To find two people in this endless chaos... Looking for a needle in a haystack, I'm afraid it's about the same.

Ye Yu's body, at this moment, there is a rich void fluctuation flooding!

The cultivation in the body is even more rapid at this moment!

Call!

A storm of cultivation began to sweep around Ye Yu!

This storm is getting stronger and stronger.

Ye Yu's breath is also constantly increasing, from the realm of the ancestral god all the way up, breaking through in an instant... Became a Heavenly Sage!

Breaking through the Heavenly Sage, for Ye Yu, there was almost no pressure.

It's like a daily routine...

Now... His eyebrows furrowed slightly.

A string of seals was punched in his hand...

In an instant, this string of runes disappeared into the void in front of him.

Immediately after, Ye Yu closed his eyes.

Fully... A cup of tea time.

When Ye Yu opened his eyes, there was a burst of light in his eyes!

The figure dissipated in an instant.

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Sanctuary of Chaos.

Liuli Lingzhou, where the Phoenix City is located, is 5,000 miles away.

A land of valleys.

"Childe, this is it, here... It's the Valley of Butterfly Flowers. ”

Yan Feng, looking at the scene in front of him.

Wild flowers, reflected in the sun.

Although it is a valley, it has a vast plain.

On the plains, flowers are blooming, flowers of all colors... All bloom together.

And at this moment...

Suddenly, the wind rose.

From the far side of the plain, there is a large patch of red petals... Blowing in the wind.

The moment you see these red petals.

Severe wind... The pupils were in a trance, and they were stunned!

In the midst of these petals, the wind... It's as if I saw a figure!

One, a familiar figure!

Snow... Cher!

Flowers, flying and approaching.

The person who was hovered by the petals was also getting closer and closer.

Wearing a long red dress, this is a wedding dress for marriage.

On that day, Cher fell into Yan Feng's arms... What she is wearing is this red wedding dress!

"Cher! Cher!"

Yan Feng, when he saw the figure in this flower dance, the whole person was trembling, and his eyes were trembling... Suddenly red.

Foot... A step forward.

Want to step into the land where the red petals fly...

Between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, there was a flute sound.

When the flute sounded, the people in the fluttering petals, at this moment... Also turned around.

That face...

That face, all too familiar, dreamed of in countless midnights!

Cher... It's really my Cher!

Tears fell from Yan Feng's eyes!

On the face, a smile appeared!

This is the first time since Lin Xue'er was gone... Laugh!

'Lin Xue'er', with tenderness on her face, a beautiful face.

Tea... Light Dance!

Neon Dress and Feather Dance!

With flowers...

Yan Feng, step by step, walked towards 'Lin Xue'er'.

When approaching the flower dance, 'Lin Xue'er' also stopped dancing.

Looking at Yan Feng quietly, his face... With a sweet smile, just like the laughter of the past.

"Wood~"

It was as if there was a voice, calling for the wind.

"Cher..."

Yan Feng stepped forward violently.

hugged 'Lin Xue'er'...

But it was a slam into the air!

The body passed directly through the figure of 'Lin Xue'er'.

"Cher...!"

Yan Feng was stunned, his pupils froze, and there was a look of panic on his face!

turned his head sharply and looked at the 'Lin Xue'er in the flower dance, which still existed.

Red petals, circling the two of them.

"Wood, are you okay?"

'Lin Xue'er' smiled sweetly, like a fairy.

Yan Feng, the original flustered look... At this moment, with this voice, it slowly calmed down.

Albeit... At this moment, he was already sure in his heart.

The 'Lin Xue'er' in front of her is fake.

All of this is fake, and it is all my own illusory imagination.

But... If he could, Yan Feng was still willing to continue like this, willing to sink forever.

Willing... It has always been so.

Butterfly Valley.

Feng Qing'er, looking at Yan Feng who was standing in the place of flowers, looked at the red petals that flew beside him.

There is no 'Lin Xue'er' existence at all, only Yan Feng who is stunned in place.

But in Feng Qing'er's eyes... But it's a reflection of the scene.

That scene is Yan Feng and Lin Xue'er!

She... You can see what Yan Feng thinks in his heart!

Or more accurately, this illusion is something she has induced, which can be shaped... But it's Yan Feng himself!

This time, Feng Qing'er's eyes showed a touch of contemplation.

"A thousand-year-old love..."

Muttering.

"How could I be bad? Who is Ben Shao, Ben Shao is a hundred miles of wind in the Three Realms and Six Realms. ”

Yan Feng had a smile on his face.

stepped forward, raised his hand, and slowly slipped from the forehead of 'Lin Xue'er', he knew... I can't touch it myself.

The hand, from the corner of the forehead, slowly moved to the bridge of the nose of 'Lin Xue'er'.

With a smile on his lips.

The four eyes are facing each other... Tenderness is like water.

The gentleness of the wind belongs to only one person... Lin Xue'er.

Hand, slowly sliding from the bridge of 'Lin Xue'er's nose...

When the moment of slipping...

A gust of wind rose.

Flowers, scattered.

People, empty.

Severe wind... Suddenly he grabbed forward.

But the man was gone.

The hands are clutched tightly, and the nails are already in the flesh.

Blood... Dripping down.

"Cher... I'm going to get you back, I will!"

Yan Feng is in a mood of joy and sorrow.

At this time, beside him, Feng Qing'er ran over with a nervous face.

"Childe, I saw a group of phantom flowers floating by, you, are you okay?!"

"Phantom Flowers..."

Yan Feng muttered to himself...

"Childe, you, why are you crying?"

Feng Qing'er asked curiously.

Yan Feng secretly took a deep breath, and then hid the red flame in his eyes.

But my heart is condensed... No wonder you fall into a fantasy.

It's all because of the red petals!

It's just that... Yan Feng looked at Feng Qing'er, why was she okay?!

"Childe, Qing'er has been to this butterfly valley several times, and she has already been wary of this illusionary flower, and she was also happy for a while, and forgot to remind Childe. ”

Yan Feng's brows furrowed slightly...

This Feng Qing'er's words are how true and how false they are, and it is difficult to judge!