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She didn't know how to answer.

No matter how mean and mocking the White Emperor's words were, she was very displeased, but when she thought about it, she really couldn't answer.

This fact reminded her of many facts over the years.

Suddenly, she felt that all these things had been a little ridiculous all these years.

The lonely sail in the West Sea is far away, and the old country can be looked back.

It's just that since many years ago, she has been used to thinking like that and doing things like that.

It's been many years, really.

She said with emotion: "You have endured these words for many years. ”

Emperor Bai thought for a while and said, "It's okay, because you didn't show it obvious before, and our daughter is only a teenager." ”

"I see. ”

There was a touch of loneliness in Madame Mu's eyes.

There is still a lot that has not been said, and although there is time to say it, it doesn't make much sense to say more.

Why didn't she leave just now, but waited to say this to Emperor Bai?

Countless clouds poured towards the blue palace dress in the sky.

In a short period of time, an extremely thick sea of clouds was formed, and Bai Tao was born and died.

It was as if all the clouds in the world had come to the sky above the White Emperor City.

All that is said here is really all that is true.

There are those cold clouds on the snowy peaks of the Falling Star Mountains, and those rain clouds on the West Sea.

There is also the fog between the mountains and streams, the ice floc on the snowfield, and even in the very distant eastern cloud tomb, there are some clouds floating towards this direction.

The sea of clouds became thicker and wider, covering the sky for more than 100 miles.

The clouds are originally white, but when there are too many of them for light to penetrate, they turn gray until they become black.

Looking from the ground, the sea of clouds in the sky turned into a sea of ink.

The sun was obscured on the other side of the clouds, and the world beneath the clouds grew darker and darker, until it was no longer possible to see clearly.

Darkness came early.

The White Emperor City was filled with terrified shouts.

The people of the demon clan fled in all directions again, or stood on the street in a daze, looking at the sea of clouds like ink in the sky.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong glanced at each other and looked up at the sky.

Tang Thirty-six looked at the sky.

Xiao De and the patriarch of the Shi clan and other big demons also looked at the sky.

Is this the battle between saints that has begun?

On the bluestone shattered street, Shang Xingzhou was also looking at the sky, his expression indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Click!

A huge bolt of lightning as thick as a heavenly tree tore through the sea of clouds, illuminating the entire world, and then disappeared in mid-air.

The inky sea of clouds, at that moment, several miles of square circles were painted extremely white.

Then countless bolts of lightning lit up, most of which were annihilated before they could break through the clouds, and occasionally some of them could not fall to the ground.

These lightning bolts should come from above, and they can actually tear through the clouds more than ten miles deep, and their power can be imagined.

Huge thunder roared, bringing countless hurricanes, which began to wreak havoc in the city.

The prohibition of the Red River gave birth to induction, which was naturally stimulated, forming an incomparably huge blue light cover, protecting the Imperial City, the castle tower, and the entire buildings of the upper city, but it still could not prevent those simple houses that the hurricane blew down the lower city, and many people were smashed by bricks and stones.

Under the tearing of those lightning bolts, countless huge waves were born in the sea of clouds, and from time to time they spit out clouds like tongues of fire below, and the picture was extremely spectacular.

Those thunderbolts occasionally illuminate the world under the clouds, but they can't bring true temperature.

The sun, which was isolated by the extremely thick clouds, could not spread warmth to the earth, and the temperature of the White Emperor City dropped sharply.

The moisture in the clouds didn't have time to condense into water droplets, and it turned directly into snowflakes and then fell.

The clouds that were torn apart by lightning were like dandelions that had been blown away, spraying an unimaginable number of snow flakes.

This is an extremely rare blizzard.

The people who fled out of fear, or who hid in their homes, are gone.

Those who are still on the street now, naturally will not leave at this time.

They stood in the goose-feather snow and looked up at the sky.

It's a pity that their vision can penetrate the blizzard, but they can't see through the thick clouds to see what is happening at this time.

With a soft bang, Chen Changsheng opened the yellow paper umbrella.

Tang Thirty-six was about to walk in, but found that he had walked to Xu Yourong's side.

The little girl who bought the fat powder called out to the young master and raised the umbrella above his head.

Eucalyptus Lin was healing the King of Linghai and the others, looking up at the sky from time to time.

The grounds are quiet all around.

It was also very quiet in the White Emperor City.

Only the sea of clouds kept tumbling and tearing, spewing snow flakes into the earth.

The whole world is constantly changing between black and white, but it doesn't turn gray for a moment.

The sky and the earth seem to be one and the same.

A coarse bolt of lightning fell far to the west.

An unknown hill was flattened to the top.

The mountain stream outside the courtyard was frozen, and there was no more sound of water.

The thunder doesn't stop, and the snow doesn't stop.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, but a crack finally appeared in the depths of the sea of clouds, and then went to both sides.

Sunlight poured through that crack, and then became wider and wider, enveloping the White Emperor City again.

The sea of clouds gradually disintegrated, and countless clouds of snowflakes fell.

Those cold clouds settled on the ground of the Imperial City and the castle tower, and flowed down the ladder to look like a waterfall.

Yunpu came to the lower city, went out along the city gate, and finally entered the Red River, leaving no trace.

Whether it is the blue sky or the White Emperor City, there is no trace.

There is not a single cloud.

In the stone hall at the highest point of the imperial city.

Luoluo stood in front of the window, looking at the remnants of snow, with tears on his little face.

The White Emperor returned to that street.

He looked at the sky.

There are no clouds there anymore.

But there is still snow falling.

The snow seemed to come out of nothingness.

Everything is so nothing.

Shang Xingzhou walked up to him and said, "How many years have we been friends?"

The White Emperor said: "It's been hundreds of years. ”

Shang Xingzhou continued: "When you chose her, your father was against it, I was against it, and the ministers were against it. ”

The White Emperor laughed at himself and said, "Jin Yulu is still talking about this matter today. ”

Shang Xingzhou looked at him and asked, "So what do you think now?"

"Do you mean I'll regret it?"

The White Emperor was silent for a long time and said, "That's a boring idea that only you human and demon races have. ”

If it's really a boring thought, why be silent for so long, think about it for so long?

There are no mountains and no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted.

Winter thunderstorms and snow shakes.

Heaven and earth are combined.

Dare to be with the king.

This is the parting.

Those who have lost their souls are the only ones.

Not to mention the absolute.

But is it really all over here?

The dissipating clouds, the snow that was still falling, were all her, cold and wet, a little irritating.

The White Emperor suddenly lowered his head and began to cough. (To be continued.) )