The wind is blowing in this gazebo.

"Young Master, within the Holy Domain, 100,000 leaders have already gathered outside the Desolate Emperor Tomb, waiting for the young master to come. ”

Qianluo said in a condensed voice, and his tone was also full of excitement!

100,000 collars...

Yan Feng frowned slightly.

If it is according to this Qianluo's words, so swaggering, then wouldn't it be directly the Three Firmaments and Six Divine Emperors, the son of the Desolate Emperor, who returned to the Holy Domain.

As a result... There are still no survivors.

Qianluo, naturally, also saw Yan Feng's frown, and then continued to speak: "Young master, rest assured, the 100,000 leaders gathered in the Desolate Emperor Tomb already have a perfect explanation to cover up the past. ”

Yan Feng is responsible for this.

At this moment... There was a sense of complexity in my heart.

He came out of the Heavenly Domain, in his heart, to resurrect Xue'er from the world.

Who knows... will meet this red old man,

And this old man even said a part of the existence that he never knew.

Son of the Desolate Emperor!

Yan Feng has never heard of this identity, let alone knows... Where did it come from!

But... In Yan Feng's heart,

He also wanted to figure out that he... Who the hell is it.

From the moment he knew that he was the adopted son of 6 pressure, a thought arose in his heart.

Who is his biological father?

And now... It all seemed to be clear.

His father was the desolate emperor who once existed supreme in the holy realm.

And this desolate emperor was framed and fell.

His father, that is, the Emperor of the Wasteland, before his fall, incarnated into the Tomb of the Emperor of the Wasteland, and left a last wish in it.

Although it is a last wish... But the size of the desolate emperor's mound, and the treasures in it can be seen by people.

That's the life savings of a generation of desolate emperors!

Just thinking about it is enough to make people's hearts move!

Qianluo, at this moment, slowly withdrew from this pavilion.

The huge garden pavilion, in which only Yan Feng was alone.

At this moment, behind him...

A female phantom gradually appeared.

This phantom is the smoke of the rain.

"Brother. ”

Yan Yuyan, after appearing, looked at his brother with a smile on his face.

"Yuyan, why did you get out. ”

Yan Feng saw Yan Yuyan, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

In this world now, there are few people who can smile Yan Feng.

Severe rain and smoke... It's one of them.

Yuyan saw that his brother was troubled, so he came out to talk to his brother. ”

Yan Yuyan walked behind Yan Feng, raised his hand, and gently pinched his shoulders on Yan Feng's body.

The harsh wind at the moment...

When I saw the rain and smoke, I also had a question in my heart.

Back then... 6 pressed when Luo Tianyu appeared himself.

Not alone, but with the rain and smoke.

In other words, the Wasted Emperor... There should be a son and a daughter.

But why...

That Qianluo just called himself a young master, and he didn't mention that the desolate emperor had a daughter and a sister.

After all...... Yan Feng looked at this Qianluo.

It must be the existence of extremely close cronies around the Emperor of the Wasteland.

Such people... It's impossible not to know that the desolate emperor has a daughter,

Moreover, if he had known, there would be no need to hide it from himself in this matter.

So... Yan Feng was very sure that this Qianluo didn't know that he had a sister.

I don't know, the existence of a daughter of the Wild Emperor!

Otherwise, he would never say that only Yan Feng could have the qualifications to enter the Desolate Emperor Tomb!

"Once your spirit body leaves the Sky Cry Sword, it will fall into weakness, so let's go back first,"

Yan Feng's tone was worried...

The rain and smoke can survive in the Sky Crying Sword until now, even Yan Feng feels a little strange.

After all......

Yan Yuyan, this is also a spirit body,.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a spirit, it will be taken away by the years.

But so far, the years have not had any reaction to the severe rain and smoke.

To know...

Yan Yuyan is only in the sword, in fact, it is said that it is a sword spirit, and it is very reluctant.

There are two ways to generate a real sword spirit.

One, it is born and cultivated from the sword.

This kind of sword spirit is naturally the best existence.

But...... Generally very little.

After all, it was extremely difficult for even a Divine Source of the One Realm to give birth to a spirit body.

In the Luo Heaven Domain, it was already an extremely surprising thing that the Divine Source was able to give birth to a small horn.

It's so difficult for a divine source, let alone a sword...

It is extremely difficult for a sword to give birth to its own sword spirit!

The second way is artificially generated.

This method is to refine the sword spirit by yourself!

However, refining the sword spirit by yourself, the general method is a bit cruel.

The soul and spirit that are ready to be refined into the sword spirit, everything... Whether it's memories or anything else, it's all erased.

Subsequently, it is then hammered into the sword and slowly cultivated.

And the severe rain smoke...

Two, neither of which does

First, she could never be the sword spirit of the Sky Cry Sword itself.

This... Yan Feng himself can be sure.

In the darkness, he could feel that the Sky Crying Sword... His original sword spirit was in another place at the moment.

As for where it is, Yan Feng... It's not clear now.

The first way is not compliant, and the second is even more not!

It is naturally impossible for Yan Feng to erase Yan Yuyan's memory or other ......

But in this case, why has the long river never appeared!

"It's okay, brother, just let Yuyan accompany you for a while. ”

Yan Yuyan, whispering, rubbed his shoulders for Yan Feng.

In fact, there was one sentence she didn't say...

Now, there is no one else who can talk to Yan Feng.

"Good. ”

Yan Feng tilted his head slightly and looked at his sister.

Naturally, he also knows what Yan Yuyan means...

Close your eyes slightly...

Yan Feng couldn't help but think of the past.

I remembered that I was in Luo Tianyu, and I remembered that I was in the Three Realms...

I remembered the old days.

Remembered... Those of the past.

All... Before you know it, it's all in the past.

"Rain smoke. ”

Yan Feng showed a hint of emotion on his face and spoke.

"The rain and smoke are there. ”

Yan Yuyan also had a smile on his face.

"Do you blame my brother?"

Severe wind...

Turning his head slightly, he looked at Yan Yuyan.

He knew that the rain and smoke... The heart is already someone else's.

One, who is already a person whose soul is scattered.

Su Ming.

Yan Yuyan, hearing Yan Feng's words, was stunned at first...

Then, a smile appeared on his face.

"Yuyan has never blamed his brother, in Yuyan's heart... Brother, always the best, the best existence. ”

Sound... Fall into the ears of the harsh wind.

Yan Feng slowly turned his head and looked at the tea on the stone table,

Smoke wafts up from this tea.

"Yuyan, my brother promised you that if one day, my brother has the strength to turn his life against the sky, and he will definitely save Su's life. ”

After saying this, Yan Feng stopped talking,

And the severe rain smoke... Hearing Yan Feng's words, his body was also stunned, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

There are tears, in the eyes of the eyes.

Watch your loved ones scatter... How can her heart not hurt!

(End of chapter)

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