Sakura-ryu Garden.

This garden has a thousand acres of land.

Thereinto... There is only one kind of tree.

That's Sakura-ryu.

Pink flowers, fluttering around.

This is the most famous place on Sakura Island, and many people come from other places just to enjoy the scene of cherry blossoms floating in the world.

But...

Today's Sakurayuen Garden, but there is no one.

To be exact... It is completely under martial law and no one is allowed to approach it.

In the center of this garden, there is a clear pond that is no more than ten zhang square, and above the clear pond, there are scattered petals fluttering.

There was a man standing by the pool.

Lapis brocade, at this moment the man is sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a silver-white fox, lying on the man's lap.

Michi Aoki!

It's still the same teahouse from before.

Regarding the killing of the black mole youth, Yan Feng didn't feel the slightest feeling at all.

To this day, killing a person... It's nothing anymore.

Yan Feng's hands, not to mention 10,000, also had 8,000 lives.

At this moment, the harsh wind is still shining through the window, looking at the street that has been restored to its original appearance.

Busy...

What Yan Feng was looking at was a woman on the street.

That one... A woman who looks like a bright spirit.

I didn't leave at the moment, and I have been standing on this street all the time.

It's like... Waiting for someone.

Wait for one, and the one who won't come back.

"Young master, someone is coming. ”

Qianluo, at the moment, he is frowning...

Where he and Yan Feng were, it was a pavilion.

And at this moment, in this pavilion, the void fluctuated slightly.

Yan Feng didn't have the slightest expression for this anomaly, still looking out the window.

In the land of Void Fluctuations, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe appeared.

This man... He is the owner of Saururyu Island.

"The two distinguished guests came to my Sakurayujima without hospitality, which is really a dereliction of duty. ”

As soon as this middle-aged man appeared, he laughed.

"Bingchang, what do you mean by this?"

Chira, obviously knows the owner of this Sakurayu Island.

It's not surprising to know each other either...

Saururyu Island is the gateway to Aoki Lingzhou.

The Land of Portals... The person who guards the town is naturally not a simple existence.

This Bingchang is a close confidant of Emperor Aoki.

Everyone knows this.

"Qianluo's predecessor is serious, and C has no malicious intent. ”

The middle-aged man said with a smile, and this Qianluo senior did not hesitate to shout.

In terms of seniority... He really needs to call out to Qianluo.

Qianluo, and the other four people who were waiting in the Wasteland Tomb.

In terms of generation... These are all people who followed the Emperor back then.

These people are all existences of the same age as the Three Firmaments and Six God Emperors.

It's just a matter of cultivating... It's not as good as the Three Firmaments and Six God Emperors.

"Tell me bluntly, didn't that guy Aoki ask you to come. ”

Chira, when it comes to that Aoki, his tone is full of unkindness.

Na Bingchang could naturally hear it: "It is indeed the God Emperor who sent me here." ”

Bingchang didn't go around the bend, and bowed directly.

"Your Excellency, the Divine Emperor has please. ”

The people Bingchang is looking at... It's a harsh wind!

At this moment, Qianluo's brows were tightly furrowed...

He wondered why Michi-Aoki knew about Yan Feng's existence.

Could it be that someone from 100,000 leaders leaked secrets?!

No way...!

For this, Qianluo instantly denied it in his heart.

100,000 leaders, each one... All of them were screened by the five of them personally.

Everyone has made a false oath.

This oath is in the hands of the five of them.

But if anyone breaks his oath, the spirit will be dispersed in an instant, and the words... Before he said it, he was dead, and it was impossible to leak half a cent.

So... Only then did the five guards of the Desolate Emperor dare to inform the 100,000 leaders of the news of Yan Feng, the son of the Desolate Emperor.

Since it wasn't the rumors of the 100,000 leaders... Could it be the other four?!

Thinking of this, Qianluo categorically vetoed it.

Since the fall of the Desolate Emperor, almost all five of them have been running around with all their might to find the son of the Desolate Emperor.

If these five people don't believe in each other... It is impossible for that desolate man to last until this place.

As for how the news leaked, Qianluo didn't think about it at the moment.

The current situation, in Qianluo's opinion, is extremely bad.

Whatever the other...

This is Aoki Lingzhou, the territory of the Aoki God Emperor, since this Bingchang has appeared.

That means...

Yan Feng had to go.

Of course... There is one more option.

That is to rush out with the wind by himself.

This... Qianluo knew very well in his heart that there was almost no hope for Yicheng.

Since Aoki will send someone here, it also means... At this moment, Dao Aoki is already on this Sakurayu Island.

Michi-Aoki has arrived on Saururyu Island... It's impossible to escape from under his nose!

And at this moment, Yan Feng, the eyes that looked out of the window, slowly retracted.

The woman on the street...... At this moment, it is already gone.

In Yan Feng's eyes, there was a sense of loneliness.

For Kyaukling... Deep in his heart, he was filled with a deep sense of guilt.

This woman... For his own sake, he hovered on the edge of life and death again and again.

Ultimately... For oneself, the spirit is scattered.

I owe her too much... Too much.

It's so much that it's not clear at all.

Deep in his heart, Yan Feng sighed deeply.

Then he looked at Bingchang who appeared in the pavilion, and his eyes were indifferent.

Although the Bingchang in front of him is a wasteland.

But in the face of the harsh wind...

For some reason, Bingchang felt a sense of oppression.

Especially when I saw Yan Feng's eyes... The sense of oppression is even stronger.

This feeling of oppression...... It's not from cultivation.

It's oppression from the level of life!

The higher the cultivation, the more this feeling... The deeper!

The young man with the black mole who was killed by Yan Feng couldn't feel it, even if the two of them ran away in the Eternal Realm, they couldn't feel it either.

It's even the Immortal Realm... Not necessarily noticeable.

But this Bingchang, when he reached the wasteland cultivation, he could already perceive the difference in this level of life!

Yan Feng looked at this Bingchang lightly... Faintly, under Yan Feng's gaze, Bingchang's forehead was already sweating.

He didn't think of it himself... As a desolate realm monk, he would feel terrified under the eyes of such a monk who only cultivated as an ancestral god!

Yan Feng just looked at Bingchang lightly and did not speak.

Previous words... He looked out the window, but he heard it all.

Aoki Divine Emperor, one of the Six Divine Emperors of the Three Domes, wants to see himself.

Road... Aoki.

Yan Feng remembered that for this person... Qianluo hated it so much.

One... The one who once betrayed the Emperor of the Wasteland.

One betrayed... The man of his own father.

At this moment, I want to see myself!

Whether it is good or evil is unknown.

"Where is he?"

Yan Feng continued to look out the window, but said something lightly.

That Bingchang immediately hurriedly answered: "The Divine Emperor is waiting for Your Excellency in the Sakura Garden. ”

"Sakura-ryu Garden..."

Yan Feng muttered...

This place, since he entered Sakurayu Island, has heard from the ears of passers-by no less than dozens of times.

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