Chapter 808: A Lonely Soul Who Has Been Wandering for Five Years
Chapter 808: A Lonely Soul Who Has Been Wandering for Five Years
It has been five years and three months since the Fire Dragon Hall opened. Fun and Text?
The third beast tide war finally broke out as everyone expected. Unlike the previous two times, this time, it was all the trialists who took the initiative to attack. Each of them is the elite of the invincible elite, although the number of spirits is only a few dozen, but they have joined forces to encircle and suppress the Sword Mountain, that is, the lair of the Lord of the Sword Emperor, forcing the Sword Emperor not to dare to show his face.
The scarecrow has been waiting for this opportunity for revenge, and Ye Qingcheng is also waiting for this opportunity to reap the benefits of the fisherman. They didn't participate in the battle, nor did they reveal their whereabouts, but they kept an eye on the ultimate battle that broke out around Tidao Mountain all the time!
After cultivating in the Ice Hall for a period of time, several geniuses of the Yongmen Kingdom, although they had also recovered from their injuries, had never left the Ice Palace, and they were not qualified to get involved, nor did they have any thoughts of showing their talents. After all, the core of the Yun clan's team is still there, and Ye Qingcheng has undergone such earth-shattering changes in the past five years, she is full of confidence in him and has infinite fighting spirit.
At this time, Ye Qingcheng, the Scarecrow, and the Death Demon all left the Ice Hall and went to the vicinity of Tidao Mountain to investigate the situation of the war. The strongest one left in the Ice Temple, that is, the Nightingale of the Medium Hero Realm.
In the far reaches of the waves, the ice hall is faintly hidden. Ranwu stood in front of the window, looking out at the misty clouds, looking bored, and from time to time there was a faint sound of spiritual explosions below, she couldn't imagine how fierce the war was. But one thing is certain, and that is that the final result is not far off. Either the Sword Beast wins, and all the Trialists perish, or the Trialists win, and then the last winning team is contested.
Whether it is dead or alive, the answer will be revealed in a few months at most.
When he was bored, Flurry turned his face and found the nightingale sitting on a chair with his hand in his hand, still holding a snow-white feather in a daze.
"Sister Nightingale, what kind of feather is that?" Randance asked.
The nightingale hesitated for a moment and said, "The Wind Emperor's." ”
"Uncle Feng (Split Wind)?" Randance became interested and said, "You've always had a crush on him?"
"What woman in the world doesn't like an emperor like him?" The nightingale did not hide it, and in his always cold eyes, a touch of tenderness flashed, and said: "Cold, handsome, and principled, he is perfect." ”
Ranwu walked over with a grin and said, "It turns out that you are loyal to the Yun Clan and have always been for him?"
"Well, when I was younger, I almost lost my life in a fire, and he was the one who saved me. Nightingale said, "From that time on, I identified him." ”
"In that case, why don't you get rid of the scars on your face, walk up to him beautifully, and tell him what is on your mind?" Randance said. As long as it's not a particularly stubborn scar, it's not easy for a hero to get rid of an ordinary scar?
Nightingale shook her head, and then, gently and happily, said, "He knows. He also promised me that the day he nodded my head, I would become his beautiful bride. ”
So saying, the nightingale gathered her feathers, stood up, and said, "I have to go out and see." ”
"No, I can't. Randance stood up and asked, "Since your identity is so important, you can't go out." ”
However, the nightingale insisted on going out, and said, "This is the most important task he has given me, and I don't want to be at a loss like this." Rest assured, I won't make the same mistakes again. ”
In the end, Ranwu still couldn't resist her, so she had to let her out.
"Right now, it's just a few of us. Yao Lingxiao is at ease with what happens, as long as his life is not in danger, he can live freely wherever he goes. He sat on the table and pinched a fruit, threw it into his mouth, carefully looked at the hot figure of Flurry, and said with a smile: "Miss Flurry, do you have a sweetheart?"
"This girl has no one in her heart, but a cat. Flurry said arrogantly.
"Is it Xiao Lihuo?" asked Yao Lingxiao.
"It's none of your business. Flurry said, and then she walked to the window and looked at the figure of the nightingale that had gradually disappeared into the clouds, and a trace of worry passed through her heart.
In the quiet clouds, there was a desolate and distant flute sound, like the sound of heaven, which made people's hearts feel depressed. However, the sound was not far from here, and it not only caused Flurry to be alert.
"Dragon Song?" Ziyun couldn't help but muttered curiously, "This is an ancient song of the White Dragon Clan. ”
"Xiaobai?" Hearing the sound, Flurry couldn't help but become anxious, and then, she flew out of the window directly, looking for the music.
"Hey!" Yao Lingxiao shouted, and as soon as he rushed out, he was stopped by Ziyun.
"Senior brother. Ziyun said: "The nightingale has the art of hiding, and the flurry has the defense of the five elements, which can avoid danger. Once you're out and you're targeted by the enemy, it's hard to escape. Even if the little white dragon has a grudge against him, he is not bad at heart and will not do anything to Ranwu. ”
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Rolling clouds, like a vast ocean. The sun has set in the west, and the clouds are dyed with a spectacular glow.
I saw that on a high white cloud, Xiao Bai, wearing a cyan spirit robe, stood alone on the white cloud, looking at the sky full of sunshine, holding a reed flute in both hands, playing lonely. On the steppe, a great war is breaking out, and as a powerful hero, he has no reason to participate, he doesn't know who to fight for.
"Are you lonely?" A dissatisfied voice came, and Ranwu appeared behind Xiao Bai wearing a yellow animal skin.
Right now, Xiao Bai was a handsome, silent teenager, the flute stopped abruptly, he turned his face, looked at her indifferently, shook his head and said.
"Did you already guess that we were hiding in the clouds?" Flurry said unkindly.
"You're thinking too much. ”
"If you want to play the flute and blow it away, don't you just want to lure us out?" said Randan, "If others don't accept you, you will miss the old days?"
Xiaobai didn't speak, put away the reed flute, turned around and flew away.
"Hey!" Flurry shouted coquettishly, "Don't be arrogant to this girl, what do you think, I don't know yet?"
Xiaobai still didn't answer, and flew farther and farther.
"Our family, you've always come and go whenever you want!" Rancho said angrily, "Don't think our patience is infinite, we-"
As he spoke, Xiaobai had already flown away, and Ranwu had no choice but to chase after him.
After tracking for some time, she landed in the wilderness below.
Vast expanse of reeds, covered in a layer of snow. When night fell, the world was lonely and slaughtered.
Once again, a full moon resembling the Devil's Eye rises in the east.
In a reed thicket, Xiaobai lit a bonfire, on which a fish was grilled, and sat alone by the campfire. In the distance in the sky, bursts of soaring spiritual pillars and whistling spiritual rays erupted from time to time, which showed how fierce the war was.
"Whew!" Randance let out a puff of white vapor and landed by the campfire, sitting down silently, staring straight at him.
Xiaobai didn't pay attention to her, but picked up the fish alone and ate it calmly.
Halfway through eating, he raised his head and said, "Why didn't you say it?"