Sustenance seems to be a kind of nostalgia, thinking about someone's peculiar feelings.

Zixuan'er and Nangongsun returned to the mountain and found their home empty.

The atmosphere around is quiet, the tree is still the same tree, the appearance has not changed, some are just strange and deserted.

At this time, Zhou Tong was rushing home, looking at the mountain peaks in front of him, slanting and towering.

Thoughts that had no strength surrounded him, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to go around.

Looking at the green grass on the side, the weather is dry, and the smelling air is becoming more and more annoying.

The guest searched for good rocks, black caves along the broken cobwebs, and realized that this tiresome place was not suitable for staying.

Rest outside the entrance of the cave, leaning on the rather dry wall rock.

He didn't care if he and Wu Guo'er were improvising, but they didn't know what they were thinking, so they closed their eyes and hung in the corner.

- "Another picture in the distance".

Zixuan'er sat angrily on the big dark and clean stone in front of the door, and the comfortable sky was blue.

The breeze came slowly, soothing Zixuan'er's heartache.

"It's all your fault!" the angry Nangongsun shouted complainingly, following Zixuan'er's form.

Zhou Tong was inexplicably puzzled to see if there was anyone else.

"I feel like I just went out for a walk, and I also went out with Jian Jian and Wu Guo'er?"

Zhou Tong asked tentatively while thinking, and then suddenly found that he realized that Zi Yan was not there.

"Elder Shejian took the two of us out, and he took the guest to wander around, and Elder Wu Guo'er didn't know where to go. ”

"Sister Zixuan'er doesn't have to talk nonsense with Zhou Dong, she doesn't know where to go every day. ”

"Every time I think of this, my Nangongsun gets angry, okay, you Zhou Dong is too bad for your friends. ”

Nan Gongsun became more and more angry the more he spoke, looking at the speechless Gongsun brother, Zhou Tong was silent.

After a while......

"There are a lot of fruits in Qiyun Mountain, where do you need any fruits?"

Zhou Tong said tentatively, and almost choked Nangongsun to death.

"I thought that my Nangongsun boasted that he was the smartest and wiser in the world, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be planted in this place. ”

"Blame me for being too frivolous at the time, and I was in a hurry to leave with Sister Zixuan'er, and come back to continue reading and sorting out materials. ”

Nan Gongsun spoke a little anxiously, his tone changed, and he listened gloomily and hoarsely.

Zixuan'er glanced at Nan Gongsun, and secretly thought in her heart that the younger brother of Gongsun who is not serious is reliable, and the old sister's face has been lost by you......

Wind and rain alternated, and the filaments of purple electricity trembled and the clouds were thick with ink. If the morning is darkened in the sky, and the sky hides its teeth and claws.

A faint shadow quickly crossed the sky, and the giant cotton cloud concealed a scene unimaginable to human beings, and the storm thundered and vomited.

The ultimate impact of the spit out is accompanied by a thin mask, pouring out the majestic power that shakes the world and the earth.

In the face of this kind of natural disaster, Gray Peng seems to have turned into a traverser of cracks, precarious but always turning danger into relief.

Like an ordinary butterfly in the rain that the world is playing, it has never been able to make him succumb, and it is always struggling to fly!

Gray Peng was born on the cliff seven hundred years ago, and more than three hundred years of awakening memory thinking, if it is the same as others.

He has always been educated and benevolent to the sword elders, hoping to live a stable life.

For more than 300 years, I have been talking about the rest of my life with fellow creatures on Qiyun Mountain, and I am thinking what I think.

Because he has not met a thinking creature like himself in the past hundred years, he has a close relationship with Zhou Dong.

Every time I think of Zhou Tong, who is about to celebrate his ninetieth birthday, he is still happy, and Gray Peng's ruthless heart is like an exhausted clod of soil, cracking out of a hideous abyss.

The youthful experience made him feel relieved after flying through the mist of heavy clouds and miasma, and he seemed more and more calm.

received a summons to put aside the sword, and went to watch the fellow villagers in the face of natural disasters.

Taking a deep breath, the indescribable tone of "Huh" gushed out of Gray Peng's throat, and the strings that popped up were also like the interaction of the long wind tearing apart like an arc.

A strong wind hit the sky and clouds, and the sound that came from Gray Peng's throat was so powerful that it was really impressive.

~ The sound vibrates the trees, and the clouds are resounded.

After expressing your feelings, wave your wings and move on.

After walking for a while, the debris from the trees is piled up in a circle, and the scattered circle is incompatible with the dignified and calm surrounding mountain and rock environment.

Gray Peng looked at the color very prominently, but there was no human figure, and continued to move forward.

The reflections that crossed were lined up, and suddenly a humanoid body flashed in the afterglow of the gray peng.

"Boom" swoop down gradually, spreading its wings and falling to the ground.

It's a pity that it's a dead corpse, Gray Peng looked at it and nodded his head, as if in deep thought.

"Poof," Shu Yi continued his rounds.

Branches are distributed in all corners along the way, sticking to the water, and there is no trace of fireworks in the desolation.

The occasional frog croaking and chirping made it seem isolated.

Gray Peng patrolled back and forth impatiently, hovering in the foggy sky of daylight.

But Gray Peng was disappointed, still no. Anything that has nothing to do with itself, especially if it is an insignificant existence at this time, should go away and never get entangled.

"How" Peng snorted, and opened his wings and lifted into the air.

Wu Guoer rushed to the scene and found that Gray Pengfei had returned. Coincidentally, the sword was in the back...... Depressed thoughts have just grown out of my mind, looking at the wounds everywhere, the potholes.

Alas, a helpless sigh showed Wu Guo'er's powerlessness melancholy.

Looking at this devastation, I don't know what kind of language can hypocritically cover that wounded heart.

Stretch the atrophied bloody heart, and use sad words to soothe and condition the frantic chest.

Choked like a lungs with ice in their mouths, the pain was really indescribably suffocating, and the glandular cheeks that hid tears were suffocated.

"Ahh Blood mixed with saliva oozed out of his lips, and a pair of yellow and bloodshot angry eyes with white edges flashed straight ahead.

Quickly lowered his head silently, repented and recalled the past, everything he had in his childhood, and the warmth after getting up.

Wu Guoer recalled the past, maybe it was suppressed for too long, and it became a disaster for a long time.

Vent, release, and have a lot of thoughts.

The guest is abandoned by others, and if the ordinary fool works steadfastly, if he works hard, he strives to find the way.

What is life and what is death, they don't care about anything.

Wu Guo'er, who was muttering to herself, seemed to talk negatively about others.

Suddenly, he danced and laughed wildly, "It's good to die, it's innocent to die." ”

"Zi Yan is here, everything is good. ”

"I don't even know my feelings, I don't look for the future. ”

"Quietly and steadily, the shameless reptile is like this dead corpse. ”

"It's not a pity to die!"

- "I don't want to experience pain, but I fantasize about the future, and it will come to naught." I don't know what to say about these dead people, it's not worth watching, hehe, maybe. ”

The first monk in the world looked at Wu Guo'er lightly, no one else knew, and they didn't know what he said, so he commented.

"Somehow it suddenly overlapped with the previous painting, maybe it was what Elder Shelving Sword said to me before? ”

"Muttering, who knows what to think in the future?"

Wu Guo'er said again intermittently, despondent and unwilling.

Unconsciously swayed his body, and gradually walked up, walking aimlessly.

The figure is boundless lonely and depressed, biased.