After the ghosts in the darkness came, they were farther away from Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng guessed that it was something that confused his mind, so the more he wanted to break free, the more he couldn't break free, but it was such a fork in the rolling flotsam, which made him break free by mistake.

He was a little pleased.

No one likes to fight alone, and Xiao Feng doesn't like it either.

Suddenly, even a bird appeared willing to walk with him, and he felt very satisfied.

It's just that after a short period of joy, Xiao Feng was very angry.

He obviously arranged a back road for it, and obviously let the people of the Snow Clan take the roll away very early, but this little thing not only didn't go, but also came here.

He can't even protect himself, how can he protect this snow sculpture king who can't even beat an old-timer except for flying?

He looked at the happy white bird on his shoulder and wanted to scold it, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't scold it, so it became a bitter smile.

He pushed everyone away for a year, alone, and finally found that it was such a cherishing and joyful thing to suddenly have a little more warmth around him.

He said that he would die, and the stupid bird also called innocently, and called out to the master.

Xiao Feng almost choked on tears.

He took a few breaths, and finally smiled, "Then let's go on the same road." ”

Rolling on Xiao Feng's shoulder screamed twice, and then squinted his little eyes and took a nap.

Xiao Feng tilted his head and saw that the little guy's body was trembling.

Here, in fact, it is also afraid.

Xiao Feng continued to walk, no longer confused by the dark shadows and whispers.

It's also very dark and I don't know how time passes.

In short, Xiao Feng walked for a long time, until the black shadow gradually decreased, the whispering gradually decreased, and there was finally no way in front of him.

In front of it is a mountain cliff, and the bottom is pitch black, and I don't know the depth.

Xiao Feng walked along the cliff for a while, and found that the cliff was very long, and it grew without knowing the edge, but the black shadows gradually increased, and then decreased.

So, Xiao Feng stopped and retreated.

He was basically sure that this place was the Falling Star Cliff, which was different from the murals in King Fan's tomb, and it was also different from the picture in Ye Fan's memory.

He didn't know why this was happening, because that Ye Fan was also brought to the Fallen Immortal Cliff by Ye Fan in his memory.

He looked around, and then wanted to go down and take a look.

After a little hesitation, he made a decision.

It's a big deal to fall down directly, then it depends on whether his ability to export the prophecy is reliable, if it is unreliable, there is still rolling flotsam, if it is unreliable, then it is fate.

He said a word to the rolling, and began to climb down.

The rock wall is steep, fortunately, there is still a place to stay, Xiao Feng went down little by little, climbed for a long time, and felt that his limbs were not his own, so he let the rolling floc become a little bigger to carry him, and slowly descended.

No one knows what is going on, so you can't be too careful.

Fortunately, there is nothing out of the ordinary.

One man and one beast soon reached the bottom, and below was a rock, which was hard to the touch.

Xiao Feng continued on his way.

This time he only walked for nearly two hours, and there was no way out in front of Xiao Feng, and it was also a cliff.

Xiao Feng frowned and continued to descend.

It's still a cliff.

Xiao Feng felt as if he was walking a huge staircase.

Xiao Feng stopped and carefully recalled the memory of the last time Ye Fan came here.

The memories here are vague and even intermittent, and Xiao Feng has a hard time recalling.

He thought about the darkness, the palpitations that made him feel so close, and he took one step at a time.

In an instant, he disappeared in place.

The next moment, he appeared in another darkness.

There are no stars, no moon, no boundless, just pure black, so black that it is cold and lonely.

Xiao Feng looked at the darkness.

There was still no road in front of him, it was still a cliff, and it was no different from before, except that it was getting darker and darker.

It's just that he looked down at the bottom of the cliff, and it was not darkness, it was chaos.

Here, it is the Fallen Immortal Cliff.

He looked around, a little dazed.

He still didn't know what he could do, what he had to do, he just came here to do an experiment.

Of course, the price of the experiment is only once.

He crouched in front of the cliff, looking at the chaos below, wondering if the group could find this place.

It shouldn't be, so what should he do?

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and those people were going to die.

He never believed that his prophecies could really restrain all celestial beings, after all, it should not be impossible to cover up the heavens.

He remembered the so-called spirit weapon.

Then it is time to make them pay the price of some blood, so that those who can come in will not dare to come in again.

He yawned, thinking nonchalantly, then let Twilight make this drop of blood, and the three people outside who were so desperate should not dare to run in.

"Can I get bigger, I want to sleep with you for a while. He tilted his head and looked at the rolling, a little embarrassed.

The rolling floc cooed twice, flew down from Xiao Feng's shoulder, and his body grew a little bigger, and finally Xiao Feng leaned on the rolling floc, as if leaning on a big ball of flesh, soft and warm.

So, Xiao Feng leaned on the rolling flotsam and closed his eyes.

After a while, he was breathing evenly.

In the past two years, the teenager has not slept peacefully, he can't sleep, and he doesn't want to sleep.

Nowadays, the teenager sleeps soundly.

Rolling Fu tilted his head to look at Xiao Feng, then narrowed his eyes slightly and took a nap.

The cold valley is very quiet, there is no wind, no people, and no birds are singing.

A star slowly lit up in the darkness, silently, and finally grew larger and larger until it seemed to be within reach.

The texture of the stars, the laws of mystery, seem to be avenues, exuding a mystical and vast atmosphere.

The soft faint blue light was like moonlight, not scorching, and it slanted down, spreading the dark blue of the young white bird.

It's all quiet and picturesque.

However, it didn't last long, the boy woke up suddenly, looked around blankly, and then his gaze suddenly fixed on the huge star above his head.

The faint blue light shone on Xiao Feng's face, and there was an illusion of unreality.

Xiao Feng blinked, a little dazed, and a little surprised.

What he thought of was that in the face of such a huge stone, he didn't feel palpitations at all, just close and comfortable, a kind of ease bathed in the sun, but not warm.

In the past, just a small piece of meteorite, he would feel a terrible palpitation.

He reached out to touch it.

However, the star only looks very close, but the actual distance is very far, so naturally it cannot be touched.

He didn't care, withdrew his hand, and looked at the star with his cheeks on his cheeks.

He thinks that if it has always been like this, it will be good.

Then, he turned his head to look at the rolling.

Rolling shrunk his head, apparently more frightened than curious.

He smiled and stretched out his hand, rubbing his head, "But you want to come, do you regret it?"

Rolling flop grunted.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Xiao Feng continued.

Rolling flocculent grunted again.

The boy continued to sit, his cheeks raised and looking at the meteor.

Behind him was a goose-like white bird.