Time passed by in a terrifying silence, and the shadow in Ye Wuchen's heart became heavier and heavier. A gust of cool wind blew, and the black clouds in the sky slowly dissipated at this time. Gradually, stars began to appear in the sky, and the faint starlight drove away a little darkness. After a while, the bright moonlight sprinkled from the sky, making this silent forest shine white.
Ye Wuchen raised his head and looked towards the sky. The full moon is in the sky, and the white is dazzling. He silently thought: So there is a moon in this world, and it is bigger and brighter than that in that world... Is today a full moon? In the former home, the full moon represents family reunion. Is it the same in this world? And who is my family and where are they now
His footsteps stopped there, his eyes stared blankly at Yuan Yue as if he was attracted, his heart beat faster and faster...
Finally, he clutched his heart, knelt down on the ground, his whole body trembling violently. On the forehead, fine cold sweat quickly merged and flowed down one by one.
"Uh... ah..." He gritted his teeth tightly, but the corners of his mouth still kept groaning in pain.
"Master! What's the matter with you, master? What happened to you, master?" Nan'er in the Sword of the Southern Emperor shouted anxiously, but got no response from him. The great pain has completely pulled away his consciousness, and his vision, hearing, and spiritual sense are all in chaos.
At the moment when he looked at the full moon, dozens of streams of air suddenly flowed chaotically in his body, and finally the flow turned into violent collisions, each time seeming to break through his internal organs. And there were several weaker auras that wanted to stop it, but they were easily dispersed. He felt as if his internal organs had been cut by dozens of knives, and he was in so much pain.
Why... even this kind of severe pain is so familiar, did my former self... often endure such torture
Amid the unbearable pain, his consciousness finally slackened and gradually moved away from him. He clutched his heart and fell heavily...
Is it over before it even started...
He muttered softly, the world was finally ashes, and there was no more light.
"Master! What's the matter with you, master... Huh, get up quickly, master, don't scare Nan'er."
"Woo...Master, wake up quickly, don't make such jokes with Nan'er."
"Wuuu... Nan'er is so pitiful. He just found his master, and the master is already dead... Can someone help Nan'er!"
In the quiet forest, no one heard her call. The moonlight sprinkled down generously, spreading over his seemingly lifeless body. Time flowed slowly, and the full moon gradually slanted westward.
Finally, with the first twilight in the early morning, the night began to fade, and everything began to exude vitality again—except for Ye Wuchen who had been still for the whole night, as if he had died.
Ye Ningxue has been running desperately, not daring to rest, not even stopping, because if she stops, she will never be able to catch up with her brother. Along the way, she did not know how many times she fell down, and she did not know how many wounds were scratched by branches and leaves on her hands, feet, and face. While crying her brother's name, she kept running along his breath. After running for a day and a night, her feet had been worn out again and again, and they were so painful that they were numb. For a day and a night, she didn't eat anything or drink a drop of water. The world in front of her eyes gradually began to blur, and it was so gray that she couldn't tell what it was. At this time, her biggest extravagant wish is to see her brother in front of her eyes.
Finally, her consciousness began to become blurred, only her feet were still moving mechanically, she didn't know how long she had been running, how far she had run, the only thing that supported her was to catch up with her brother and never leave him obsession.
Plop!
She tripped over something and fell heavily to the ground again, the pain made her vaguely conscious. She stretched out her small hands and propped her body up, but immediately fell limp on the ground again. As she lay down this time, she saw clearly the thing that tripped her, and suddenly her mind was overwhelmed.
Because that was the brother she had been chasing so hard. Although he was lying on the ground and couldn't see his face, how could she not be familiar with his clothes and hair!
Fear made her forget the pain and exhaustion on her body. She gritted her teeth and stood up, threw herself on him, shook his body vigorously, and cried out in a crying voice: "Brother, what's wrong with you, brother, wake up quickly , I'm Xue'er!"
"Brother, don't scare Xue'er, okay... Brother, wake up!"
"Wow!!"
She finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and let out a helpless and heart-piercing cry,...
Tianlie Town.
This place is remote and sparsely populated, and the flames of war will not spread here. It is a good place to live in seclusion, but it is inevitably poor in supplies. Few people who were born and bred here are willing to go out of here, because a powerful celestial beast lives on a mountain less than ten miles away from the town—a flamingo. Also because of this flamingo, the not-too-high mountain was called Tianlie Mountain, and the town was also named Tianlie Town.
Heaven-level monsters, apart from those perverts with sky-level strength and a few super perverts with god-level strength, who is their opponent? For ordinary people, the Celestial Beast is like a patron saint, and they live here with peace of mind because they believe that they are guarded by the Celestial Beast and the Celestial Flamingo. Slowly, more and more people came to the town, and the people became a bit mixed.
Early in the morning, an old man over 60 years old walked out of the house with a basket on his back and came to the forest in the north of Zhenbei. He has a kind face, quite fairy-like, but there seems to be some unresolved knot between his brows.
"Twenty years have passed, is Tianlong City still the same Tianlong City." He was talking to himself, constantly pushing aside the grass, searching for the medicinal materials he needed.
At this time, a salsa sound came from the front, the old man raised his brows, and was about to put his hand into the basket, but immediately stood there in a daze.
A little girl with scratches on her face and hands, and even a pair of snow-white shoes half-stained with blood was struggling to drag a man who seemed to have passed out, moving forward bit by bit.
She didn't know how long she had been dragging, but she was desperately trying to squeeze the strength out of her thin body, because she couldn't let him die, she must save him.
Seeing the old man, Ye Ningxue's dull eyes flickered for a moment, she knelt on the ground with her last strength, and said hoarsely: "Grandpa... please... save... him..."
Looking at her brother's pale face reluctantly, she finally passed out on the ground.