The nine-tailed snow fox took the lead in rushing towards the direction of the phoenix god egg, and all the spirit beasts and everyone hurriedly followed.

The ink monkey shook off the dust on his body, jumped on Xiao Jinpeng's back with the net, and turned back to point to the ruins that had been going up: "The snow is there, and it will take a while for the rope to be cut." ”

Guardian No. 3 thought that Luo Qingyin's fundamental purpose was to come in to find her brother, and now that he and Luo Qingyin were separated, it would be a credit to be able to help her find her brother, so he nodded at it and flew towards the direction of the altar.

Tang Lu hurriedly said: "What about Fengzi? ”

The ink monkey spread his paws: "Scattered." ”

Tang Lu looked at the other spirit beasts, and the other spirit beasts also nodded.

Tang Lu's heart fell suddenly.

Just as he was about to turn around to look for Zhan Fengzi, he suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "Before you separated, was she injured?" Has her child ever been injured? ”

The melon-eating boy rubbed his eyes that had just woken up, yawned, and replied casually: "Definitely not, she is bold, her mother is fighting, and she can still sleep sweetly on the back of a cow." ”

Suddenly, all the spirit beasts looked at him in unison.

He said blankly, "What's wrong?" ”

The spirit beasts were speechless.

What about not divulging the war?

Tang Lu said a word, and the bottom was revealed.

Stupid, hopelessly stupid.

At the same time, there seemed to be a flame burning in Tang Lu's heart, and his eyes were so bright that a golden light almost jumped out.

At this moment, the last trace of doubt and worry in my heart completely disappeared.

He clearly and truly felt that not only did he really have a child, but that it was close to him!

Tang Lu thanked him, and his divine sense swept around, and then searched through the ruins to see if he could find any clues about them.

The spirit beasts didn't wait for him, and continued to follow the direction of the Phoenix God Egg to find Luo Qingyin.

Three thousand flowers are killed and spread on the wall, and the yin and yang war rabbits meet the wall and kick the wall, see the hole and drill the hole, the mighty and powerful, and destroy wherever they go.

The ink monkey sat on the back of Xiao Jinpeng wrapped in a net, and unexpectedly did not speak.

It doesn't feel right......

Each wall you advance increases by one point.

In the loud sound of smashing the wall, in the dusty air, the subtle demonic energy is difficult to detect.

After the friends played the wall smashing as a game, they paid attention to how many walls were destroyed, forgetting to think about the meaning of the existence of these walls, and did not think about why there were no demon shadows or beasts to attack them.

The Ink Monkey never minds speculating on humans with the most vicious of their hearts.

Especially when it probes down and feels the darkness of nothingness below, the feeling of inadequacy is even stronger.

I wanted to talk to someone, but the only two smarter Lei Yan and Snow Ginseng Doll were not around, and the Soul Pen that could help check the information was still with the Snow Ginseng Doll.

These guys are too young to deal with cunning humans too often, and there's no point in consulting with them.

"These unreliable bastards."

The ink monkey scratched his buttocks, resigned himself to stimulating his divine beast bloodline, and began to deduce based on everything he had seen so far.

A dry line.

A kun line.

Vertical and horizontal, staggered, forming formations.

The ink monkey pushed along the formation, just as the Yin and Yang Battle Rabbit kicked over another wall.

Dust was blowing in your face.

The ink monkey suddenly opened its round eyes in the dust.

It was the Sky Lock Array.

A wall is a formation!

The core of the Sky Lock Array is in the endless darkness below!

The ink monkey shouted, "Rabbit, don't kick; Three thousand flowers, kill quickly, take back your vines; We ......"

Before the words fell, an incomparably powerful force pressed down from the top of his head.

At the same time, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and all the people and spirit beasts were pressed by the might, and fell like dumplings towards the endless darkness below.

……

After Feng Zhentian left Luo Qingyin's wedding room, he began to fly aimlessly.

Flying over mountains and rivers, across the sea, he wanted to go to the places he once knew in the past, he wanted to walk the same path they had walked together.

However, six thousand years is too long.

When I think of it, there are thousands of rivers and mountains; A thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life.

They didn't have time to get to the end, they were already gone.

Those passing years, those madness, those sorrows, those expectations, seem to have lost their meaning.

Our acquaintance and love seem to be just a dream of Nanke.

Feng Zhentian's face was miserable.

The heart is close to despair.

He stood between heaven and earth, his face was still handsome for more than 6,000 years, and the years did not seem to have left a trace on it, but his heart had already been vicissitudes.

For the last touch of obsession, he turned back from the road to Dengxian.

After searching for 6,000 years, he finally found his obsession, but he could no longer solve it.

Because, the past is no longer in this world.

Feng Zhentian looked sad, looking at the vast world, and felt for the first time that he had not abandoned this world, but the world had abandoned him.

Ling Kun's clothes fluttered beside him, and the soul chain made a slight sound, like the sound of a ringing dingdong.

Feng Zhentian rubbed his face, turned his face and said, "Haven't you already achieved your goal?" Why don't you go yet? ”

Ling Kun's beautiful eyes drooped slightly: "There is nowhere to go." ”

One sentence pierced Feng Zhentian's heart.

Feng Zhentian wanted to scold, but seeing Ling Kun's sad expression, he suddenly couldn't scold.

The same is the end of the world.

The season of falling flowers is another time.

In the past, they have been at loggerheads for countless years.

Because Ling Kun was jealous of him for snatching away the past.

Because he hated Ling Kun for being able to get close to the past every day.

In front of the past, they pretended to be extremely friendly.

As soon as Xi Xi turned around, they fought to the death.

As a result, hatred was achieved.

Feng Zhentian let out a long breath: "Ling Kun, let's not fight." ”

Ling Kun tugged at the corners of her beautiful lips: "And then?" ”

Feng Zhentian looked at the crowded town below: "I'll invite you to drink." ”

Below is a very ordinary town, there is no such mellow beauty spring at the Baixiaomen wedding banquet, there is no pure Baicaotang spirit wine, and there are no shops of the four major families in the wine world, some are just the most ordinary and strongest ordinary rice wine.

When you drink a bowl, tears will flow out.

Feng Zhentian and Ling Kun sat face to face at the dilapidated and old table at the door of the wine shop, ignoring the amazing eyes of people coming and going, you and I drank one bowl at a time.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk.

Feng Zhentian suddenly dropped the wine bowl, shook Ling Kun's shoulder and said, "I'm still unwilling!" Why, even the last daughter who stayed behind hated Yaoyao? Why? She's obviously not that kind of person, she obviously said that she won't be with anyone else! She won't lie to me! ”

Ling Kun slowly put down the wine bowl and looked at him: "And then?" ”

Feng Zhentian covered his face and said, "How can it be the daughter who hates Xiaoyao?" I don't believe it! ”

Thinking of Luo Qingyin's figure in a big red wedding dress, Feng Zhentian suddenly pushed the table and stood up: "I have to personally test Luo Qingyin's essence and blood before I am willing!" ”

Mao Dun Literature