Above the sky, in the sky, the thick black cloud suddenly became quiet.
The wind calmed down, the thunder stopped, and the air of the earth suddenly stopped. Everything here seemed to return to the original state, a peaceful and stable. There is no wind, no rain, no thunder, even the dust that used to keep flying has fallen to the ground.
As if on the eve of a storm, it was surprisingly quiet.
The wind clan three people in the distance also stopped their grief. They looked up at the location of the thunder robbery in surprise and felt that something was happening.
While checking whether ye Pengfei is a dead Ji Changshu, he also feels something. He looks up at the sky, and a trace of fear appears on his face.
Then, he quickly moved away from the place where ye Pengfei was. Then, a terrible explosion suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
"Boom..."
There was only one blast, but it was like the first thunder from the most ancient time. After one blast, the whole world came to life.
A thick black light column with a radius of 100 meters poured down from the black cloud, as if it were thunder from nine days above, towards Ye Pengfei.
Black light, black light again!
At the moment when the black light appeared, the whole world went into darkness. It seemed like the end of the world. There was no light in the sky and the earth. There was only darkness like ink in the sky and the earth.
No one can see what happened next. Under the black light, even everyone's consciousness is blocked. It seems that there is a strong and incomparable pressure to close everyone's consciousness.
"Well What's that? Why is it dark? " There was a loud cry from a kind of Terran friar who was coming to play in Wangxiang city. His voice was full of fear.
In the dark, some people are fleeing, some people are lying on the ground shivering, some people are standing in the same place, talking to themselves, all of them feel the unprecedented fear.
"Is the end of the world really coming?"
"Something, I seem to feel something terrible around here!"
"This It's dark, isn't it It was made by master ye? How is master ye? "
No one knows what happened. They can only feel instinctively that something terrible is coming nearby.
It seems that after a long time, ten thousand years, it seems that it is only a short time, and the heaven and earth are bright again. When all the people can see, the sky is clear and clear. There are no clouds in the sky. The sky is very clean. All the clouds that used to cover the sky are gone, and even the rain is gone.
Everything seems to be in a dream. It's very unreal. It's clear that everyone has seen the dark thunder cloud before. It's clear that there was an amazing scene in the sky not long ago. But in a twinkling of an eye, everything disappeared, just like an event that was originally real and was erased from the world by life.
"This..."
In the distance, the wind grew up, her mouth looked at all this, but she could not say a word. Even she felt that she had just entered a dream.
"What happened just now? I Am I asleep again, dreaming
Feng Changge rubbed his eyes and asked with uncertainty. Then he turned to look for his father Feng Wuji. Since the end of the battle of Wangxiang City, his father has been with him, even when he is asleep.
However, when she turned to look for her father, there was no one around her except the wind. Even the wind waning moon didn't know where she was now?
"Not a dream? What about Dad Dad, I really entered the black cloud just now, and my sister Yueer. Where's sister Yueer? "
The wind long song suddenly wakes up, just before dark, the wind Wanyue has been staying by his side, but at dawn, the person disappeared.
At this time, Feng Xiaoxiao also found something wrong. She was still calm. She turned her head and looked around, but she still couldn't see the wind in the waning moon. She immediately took Feng Changge and ran to the direction where ye Pengfei was before.
He has guessed that the wind waning moon remembering the safety of Ye Pengfei must have rushed to the direction where ye Pengfei was when it was dark.
Just now, the appearance of strange black light must be caused by Ye Pengfei. If anything happens to Ye Pengfei, with his character of wind and waning moon, he will never watch him appear. Even if he can't be saved, he will definitely choose to die with him.
"This is my daughter!"
Feng Xiaoxiao grits his teeth while playing with Feng Changge. Ye Pengfei is in the direction of fast running, but without waiting for him to run out for a few miles, suddenly a sudden brake is set in place.
The front stops suddenly, and the wind long song, which is pulled by the wind, can't keep up with the rhythm. She can't stand steadily and bumps into the wind's back. She just wants to ask what happened. When she looks up to the front, she is stunned and stares at the front.Not far ahead, a man was walking towards them with a young girl in his arms. The girl had blood on her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured and fainted in her arms.
This girl is just the wind waning moon.
The young man's clothes were broken, and only a few rags were left to cover his body. He was thin, but his skin was crystal clear, just like the best white jade. He looked handsome, his face was like a knife, his demeanor was extraordinary, and he was awe inspiring, just like a fairy, especially his white hair over the knee.
Holding the wind and waning moon, the young man walked step by step towards the wind and Xiaoxiao. His eyes were cold as frost, and there seemed to be an irrepressible anger burning in his eyes, which was daunting.
"Take good care of her and give birth to my daughter."
The youth's words are calm, but with a boundless desolation, like a stem pharynx, but also full of resentment.
Hearing the wind, he felt a chill in his heart. He seemed to be aware of something. His hands trembled and he took the wind from the young man. The voice trembled and said: "moon Moon, what's the matter? "
She looked at Feng Wanyue's face. She saw that Feng Wanyue's face, which was already very white, was even paler now. It was like a dead man without any blood. The more she looked at it, the more frightened she was. Her heart was almost cold.
"What's the matter with her! Tell me
Feng Xiaoxiao almost yelled out. She didn't control her emotions. If she could control her emotions even though Feng Wuji had devoted herself to the dark clouds and died of being shocked by the energy ripples before, then her daughter Feng Canyue had an accident. No matter what, she couldn't keep calm.
Feng Canyue is not only his daughter, but also the empress of the wind clan. How can something happen to the hope of the future of the wind clan?