The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and it was raining like a torrential rain.
"Tonight's sky is a bit unusual."
Inside the Bahuang Shrine, Yun Sheng leaned against the window, looking at the rainwater falling like a waterfall from the eaves, one after another, forming a rain curtain.
"Indeed, such abnormal weather is rare in the Eight Desolation God Realm, and it looks like someone is going through a catastrophe."
Ye Beiming hugged his thinly dressed beloved wife, and pressed her forehead to his chest.
He stared at the sky, the thunder and lightning came one after another, purple lightning flashed across the sky.
Like an angry dragon baring its teeth and dancing its claws, the dragon's tail swung across the entire sky.
"Crossing robbery? Yehu, what nonsense are you talking about? Even you and I didn't have such a big momentum when we crossed the robbery. Besides, in the territory of the Eight Desolation God, we don't know who is going to cross the robbery."
Yun Sheng said angrily.
"I'm just talking casually. Speaking of it, the direction of the lightning flash looks like the direction of Siyuan. The lightning with such a large size will not strike the tree over there, right?"
As Ye Beiming spoke, his sword eyebrows frowned.
Yun Sheng followed suit, frowning.
They all know how much their daughter Ye Lingyue loves the tree she planted in the garden of thought—the sapling of Purple Leaf Bodhi.
As long as she is in the Eight Desolation God Realm, she will take care of that tree almost every day, and tell that tree some inner thoughts that only she knows.
This point made Ye Beiming and Yun Sheng laugh at themselves, neither of them could compare to the status of a tree in their daughter's heart.
"Yehu, why do I feel like my eyelids are twitching all the time, I have to go and see Yue'er."
Yun Sheng was uneasy, and hurriedly walked to her daughter's palace with Ye Beiming, thinking silently, Yue'er must not mess around.
But when they arrived at Ye Lingyue's residence, they found that there was no one in the room, the bedding on the bed was gone, the window in the daughter's room was wide open, the wind poured into the palace, and the surroundings were empty.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this servant deserves to die. Just now His Royal Highness said that he was going out, but the servant and others stopped His Highness when they saw that the night was dark and the wind was high. Who knows, His Highness still disappeared, and it was windy and rainy outside. I know where your Highness has gone."
The palace maids looked at each other anxiously.
"Siyuan."
Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming rushed to Siyuan immediately.
In the Garden of Thinking, under the influence of thunderstorms and storms, there was a miserable wind and rain all around. The flowers that bloomed brilliantly during the day had turned into residual flowers and fell to the ground.
In the pitch-black thinking garden, only the purple sapling stood there.
"What a powerful lightning flash."
Ye Lingyue stood in the rain.
The rain had no effect on her primordial spirit.
Her eyes couldn't help but pass through the heavy rain curtain, looking at the tree in the distance.
For some reason, Ye Lingyue always felt that this tree looked familiar.
Purple leaves, golden tree trunk...
Despite the wind and rain, the saplings are still towering, like an indestructible mountain.
In the sky, Thunder Flash turned into a nine-clawed golden dragon, and the violent thunder and lightning power made a sound.
There was only a bang, and a thunderbolt descended across the sky.
The purple dragon opened its mouth wide and came over.
One sound, two sounds... The branches and leaves of the purple leaf bodhi tree fell to the ground.
A cluster of branches and leaves were set ablaze. Seeing that the fire was raging, it was about to burn the whole tree. At this time, the thunder and lightning that filled the sky had no intention of stopping.
There are as many as ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder mountains like dragons.
Ye Lingyue was terrified when she saw it, for fear that the tree would not survive tonight. After all, judging from the omens, the scale of this lightning flash seemed to be smaller than the one she experienced, or even the meteor catastrophe of Prisoner Empress. Be great.
But because in Ye Lingyue's eyes, the Purple Leaf Bodhi was just a small tree, she didn't think much about it.
Although entering this period of time that doesn't belong to anyone but only a few short fragments of memory, Ye Lingyue has a good impression of the daughter of Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming's couple.
If the tree really died, the little girl would be very sad.
Ye Lingyue glanced at the sky which was intensifying and waited until the thunder flashed, only sighed that she had more than enough heart but not enough energy.
After all, Ye Lingyue has only experienced supernatural powers and heaven and earth calamity, and she doesn't know that they are also heaven and earth visions and heaven and earth calamities, and they are also divided into three, six, and nine classes.
At this time, if Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming saw it, they would be shocked.
You know, in the God Realm, even the God Emperor has never experienced the catastrophe of ninety-nine returning to one.
At the beginning, Yun Sheng and the others experienced only nine calamities.
This little spiritual plant of this tree, I don't know what kind of envy and hatred it has committed, so it has to endure such tribulations.
Just as the forty-ninth thunderbolt fell, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps.
A small voice gallops through the rain.
Closer, closer.
Ye Lingyue was startled and looked over.
In the rain, a quilt... a real quilt was flying over quickly.
Look carefully, there is a small figure under the quilt, it is not the little girl.
"Zizi, don't be afraid. I'm here to protect you."
The little girl was panting with short legs, and it could be seen that she had come all the way.
It's just a six or seven-year-old child. On such a thunderstorm night, he should be so frightened that he should hide in his parents' arms and seek shelter.
But she ran out alone for a tree.
Not only that, but she dragged a wet and heavy quilt.
Her size is now dwarfed by the Purple Leaf Bodhi tree, so she can only stand on tiptoe, laboriously covering the quilt on the branches of the Purple Leaf Bodhi.
In the sky, a new thunderstorm is brewing.
"Dangerous, Yue'er, leave quickly!"
Ye Lingyue watched with horror.
She walked forward quickly, trying to take the little girl away.
But as soon as the hand touched the little girl's body, it passed through.
Ye Lingyue rushed to nothing several times, and could only watch the little girl and the purple-leafed bodhi tree being blown up and down in the wind and rain.
rumbling—
Another thunder exploded.
Just in the east of the sky, an astonishing thunder and lightning flashed and turned into an angry dragon.
The entire sky was reflected in purple, and the lightning flashed fiercely towards the tree and the small figure.
At this time, the leaves of Ziye Bodhi, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly started to shuttle.
The branch rolled up the little girl and gently threw her out.
But at this moment, the little girl made an astonishing move.
"Zizi, I will protect you."
As soon as she pushed the branch away, her body was like a nimble monkey, and she jumped onto the tree at once. She straightened her waist and her little face was raised high.
"You are not allowed to hurt my Zizi!"
At that moment, the wind and rain seemed to have stopped for an instant.
The figure of the little girl was about to be swallowed by Thunder Flash.
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