Shortly after.
A slender young man with white hair, thin and thin, wearing a pure white robe stepped into this private room where ordinary people could not enter.
The young man’s eyes were pure white, and his skin was terribly white, including even his lips. When he stood in front of a white wall, he was almost integrated with the wall, completely invisible.
However, this style is not morbid at all, but makes him as round as a white jade.
In front of the young man were two babies lying in the cradle.
Here is the Tiantian Bridge in the Realm of Fantasy Sky, so the infant state of Meng Ying does not reflect their state in the real world.
The small tank in the Demon Infant was severely damaged by Li Wudi, and the two of them were also severely injured.
"Father, mother."
The young man bowed slightly and made a very gentle voice. With his handsome and flawless appearance, he naturally felt like a spring breeze.
"Youyun."
The baby boy did not turn his head, his chubby fingers nodded to the handrail, and asked the young man, "Where is You Meng?"
The young man, that is,'Fengqingyouyun' pursed his mouth, a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and said: "She, who is with the Supreme Realm in the'Yun Menghai Realm'."
The baby girl turned her head and glanced at the Feng Qing Youyun, and said, "Do you know what the real taboo of our Fantasy God Clan is?"
"Husband and wife are at odds." Feng Qingyou said.
"So?" the baby boy asked in a deep voice.
"Father, mother, it's no wonder me, to this point, you should ask You Meng." Feng Qingyouyun said.
"She is better than you." The baby girl said.
"Yes, so she can openly violate the first rule of the Huantian God Race and play casually." Feng Qingyouyun said calmly.
"So, it's the only way you can take the initiative in turn." The boy said.
"Father, mother." Feng Qingyouyun shook his head, and said: "I am really tired of a life that cannot be chosen. Everyone is born the same, no matter what the other half is, I have to entangle for a lifetime."
"Shut up!"
The baby boy's eyes widened and he was furious.
"You Yun, I've heard tens of thousands of people say this to you, but none of them will end well." said the baby girl.
"Yes, none of them," the baby boy added.
"Is this the Huantian God Race?" Feng Qingyouyun asked with a wry smile.
"Yes, this is the Huantian God Race." The girl said.
"This is the reason why the magical gods are so powerful!" The boy said.
"Yes."
Feng Qingyouyun gritted his teeth.
"Notify Youmeng."
"Yes."
He withdrew gently.
…
Sky magic star, shining star dome.
This white six-level star source world is synonymous with "dream" in the dark, orderly sky.
No words can describe the beauty of this star!
The dark dark star is incomparable.
The beauty of the magic star is unparalleled in the world.
And everything on the magic star is like a white dream.
The fantasy gods are the pursuers of the most beautiful. The super stars they live in are all carefully arranged, including buildings and enchantments, all suspended in the air, like a blossoming white duckweed.
Among them, the'Yunmenghaijie' can be said to be quite an outstanding place.
Here the phantom cloud forms a sea, wandering slowly, time seems to be extremely slow here, and people's mood will relax.
Day and night, there are many magical gods, playing, playing, drunk and dreaming.
In the deepest part of the Yunmenghai Realm, that is the place where the clouds and mists are thickest, and there are endless laughter and laughter like silver bells.
It turns out that in the depths of the clouds, there is a beautiful snow-white woman. She is not wispy, she is only entangled by clouds. All the beauty is looming, her exquisite and perfect face, pure white and exquisite body, beautiful laughter and anger, They are all fascinating.
It's just a few gasps, which is also confusing.
The strange thing is that there are no other people around her, only clouds. How can she make such a happy voice
After the clouds and rain stopped, her skin was full of sweat, which meant that she had just fought a battle.
The question is, with whom
Until this time, an invisible figure condensed into a normal-looking, even a little ugly young man by her side. His only strength was that his figure was slightly stronger and his sense of hierarchy was very high.
He hugged this pure white woman, his greedy eyes fell on every inch, and couldn't help saying: "The entire Supreme Realm can't find a perfect woman like You Meng. How many times is this? Ten times? Twenty times?"
"Enough?" The woman chuckled softly, stretched out her slender hand, and gently pinched the man's flat nose.
"Not enough, not enough for a lifetime!" The young man laughed.
"Then you have to come often," the woman said.
"I'm afraid Youyun will tear me apart, haha." The man laughed.
"He didn't dare. He, I was eaten to death." The woman groaned.
"Really? I want to be eaten to death by you too."
"Hate~"
The clouds are surging again.
The world is happily, but so.
"Stop playing, listen to You Yun, my parents called us to the initial city of Chengtian Bridge." Feng Qingyoumeng said delicately.
"Why are you going there?" the young man asked.
"There is a genius in the realm next door, with two women, killing the Quartet in our magical realm. Now it has reached the eighth level. As the strongest heirs of the Dream Infant Realm King, I and You Yun, You have to suppress your opponent and guard the face of the sky realm." Feng Qingyoumeng laughed softly.
"Is there such a boring thing?" The young man laughed blankly, "I remember your initial city Chengtianqiao, there was a trio, right? That guy brought two women, it's a trio?"
"Are you interested in two women or a trio?" Feng Qingyoumeng pouted.
"Of course it's a trio! I want to help you, You Meng." The young man said affectionately.
"Then you come here. That guy is arrogant, I also wanted to take him down and suppress him." Feng Qingyoumeng said.
"How old is it, so presumptuous?" the young man said.
"There are many legendary versions, the lowest is only more than fifty, the highest is close to five hundred, but the most widely spread now is that it is more than one hundred." Feng Qingyoumeng said.
"More than one hundred, can I get to the seven or eight levels? This is unlikely. It is estimated that it will be five hundred." The young man continued to say, "In this case, our cultivation base will return to when we were five hundred years old." Up."
"Yes, Baibai is more than a thousand years younger. Are you afraid?" Feng Qingyoumeng raised his chin slightly.
"Afraid? Haha... Let's recall the youthful years. Now our strength, in each other's realm, are considered the number one person, but we still miss when we were the youngest." The young man said.
"Come on, you."
"I really miss it, because when I was five hundred years old, it was the first time I met you. We had the first time. Your beauty, really... makes me love the world very much." The young man said.
"Fancy words again?" Feng Qingyou Mengjiao, but she loves to listen.
Her beauty is in sharp contrast with the ugliness of young men. The contrast between the lazy toad and the swan is so strong.