The thunder stopped gradually, the thunder fire went out slowly, and the blood fog was miraculously dispersed.
But the ice and snow is no longer the fairyland like before, full of scars.
The thick ice surface was broken by thunder, forming large and small floating ice, floating on the boundless sea.
The ice house built by Ling Jue collapsed, the ice trees collapsed, and the whole yard was destroyed, leaving a pile of ice dregs.
In that pile of ice dregs, there was Ling Jue's cloak, on which lay a smooth, white and tender boy carved with powder and jade.
The baby was dancing and crying, full of anger.
There were still some blood stains on his body. A snow-white dog stood in front of the doll and kept licking the blood stains to make him clean.
Ling Jue bumps up to pick up the child, but he doesn't see Su Yin, so he shakes the ice all over the ground.
Without Su Yin, there was no breath of her.
He immediately panicked: "unparalleled, unparalleled --"
"Woof, woof, woof!"
On the ground, the snow-white dog kept stretching out its paws to pull Ling Jue's baby and wagged its tail excitedly.
Ling Jue squatted down and stroked the big dog's head, and saw the familiar light in his eyes: "yunbao, is that you?"
"Wu Wu..." the dog gently rubbed his head against Ling Jue and nodded.
It's yunbao, but it's no longer yunbao.
"Are you... Listening?"
Ling Jue hesitated, but he was sure.
There is a history book about the three realms of the demons. It mentions three powerful magic weapons of the underworld Department: listening attentively, seducing the soul, and the book of life and death.
The latter are all things, but the first one is a god beast.
The real body of Jingting is a white dog, which is what yunbao looks like now.
Just in a long time ago, listen to quietly left the Yin Department, from then on in the three realms no longer its shadow.
Who would have thought that yunbao was listening.
——Yes, it's listening!
Ling Jue rubbed yunbao's dog head and asked, "yunbao, where's madam?"
Ming knows that Su Yin may be gone, but Ling Jue still wants to know what happened in the border.
"Woof, woof"
Yunbao tells Ling Jue that when he rushes into the sea of blood, he doesn't see Su Yin any more. There are only dolls on the ground.
So, has Su Yin gone up in smoke?
She is born to grow up, how can it be gone?
But if so, where is she?
Ling Jue stood up and looked blankly at the empty ice and snow. His heart was like a knife: "matchless, where are you..."
It's so spacious here. Ling Jue's voice came out, and soon there were echoes in all directions, "matchless, matchless, where are you..."
No one answered. It seemed that Su Yin suddenly disappeared with the disappearing thunder fire and blood fog.
No, it's not just Su Yin.
Ling Jue turns her head to find ling'er, but she's gone. She doesn't know when she's gone.
Yunbao came forward to touch Ling Jue's clothes with his paws, whimpering, sad and lonely.
Ling Jue leans down her eyes and looks at shuilingling's son in her arms. Tears fall on his face and roll down his face.
The little guy blinked his eyes and cried again.
As if he knew his mother was gone, he cried so sad.
Ling Jue held the child tightly in her arms, so sad that the corners of her lips were trembling, and the tears rolled around her eyes, and she couldn't fall down any more.
Yunbao gently bit Ling Jue's clothes, "wuwuwu" whispered, comforting him.
Around, the sea began to surge again, but it was not as violent as before.
Ice floating on the sea, pushed by the waves wave by wave of ups and downs, like a boat.
"Matchless, did you leave me like this?"
Ling Jue kneels down on the ground dejectedly, and suddenly he's hopeless. His head is empty, his heart is empty, and his body is empty.
Angular cheek, a piece of dead ash.
"What should I do? Matchless, what should I do for my husband? You told me to live and keep my life to guard you, but where are you? "
Not once, Ling Jue was so scared.
Su Yin was covered with a ghost, or left him without fear.
But this time, fear comes from deep in the soul.
At this time, Su Yin's voice suddenly rang out in all directions: "husband, I will be a husband and wife, I will be a success, cherish it!"
Then, there were echoes: "husband, husband, husband and wife for a lifetime..."
"Lady, lady!"
Ling Jue Huo Ran gets up and looks around excitedly, but he doesn't see Su Yin's shadow or her breath.
It's just a word she left with a charm.
"Where are you?"
Ling Jue was at a loss to look on the ice, everywhere, in the sea, on the ice, even in the pile of ice debris.
But no, Su Yin didn't leave anything, even a breath.
Finally, Ling Jue came to the place where he found the seal of Dahuang earlier.
If Su Yin is not in the ice and snow, she may have gone to Dahuang. She grew up in Dahuang and must still be there.
Ling Jue comforted himself like this, so he lit a light fire of hope in his heart. He wanted to go to Dahuang to have a look.
But - the seal is gone.
There is no place connected with the great wilderness in the whole sea area.
"Matchless, matchless, where are you?"
Ling Jue immediately flustered, covered the hand to call out to explore the spirit pestle, picked a hand to decide, let it look for Su Yin's breath.
Can explore the spirit pestle in the sky after flying a circle, and back to the hands of Ling Jue, nothing.
Ling Jue's face turned pale.
He looked in horror at the rolling sea around him and felt frightened.
The seal of Dahuang is gone, which means that Suyin has completely disappeared.
What does he do?
What about him and the kids?
"You said you were born to grow up and can hold on. You said you would not leave me. What a lifetime husband and wife, what a lifetime completion, I do not want, I want eternal life! Matchless, matchless, do you hear me? I want to live forever
Ling Jue roared on the ice with her child in her arms, but only the echo from the wind came back to him, which was more sad than his voice.
"Matchless, do you hear me? I don't want this life. We've been pestering for thousands of years. Is it just a few years?"
Just a few years, leaving two children, and then vanishing?
How does he get on for the rest of his life?
Ling Jue looked around the empty room with tears in her eyes and choked: "how about you come back, I don't want to be a devil, you don't want to be a ghost king, so we'll take our children with us and be a wild crane?"
He knew that Su Yin liked a quiet life, a thatched cottage, an old cow, and a thin mu of land.
But even if it was a simple life, he had no hope.
Ling Jue said: "matchless, did you leave us like this?"
On the whole ice floe, a bloody shadow is jumping, from left to right, from east to west, looking everywhere.
The roaring and shouting made my voice hoarse.
It may be the most desperate and indignant voice in the world.