"Wow-"
At the same time, there were thunders in the sky one after another, shaking the whole world, and the wind and rain became more and more violent.
"Another boy!"
The old woman cried so hard that she cried out these words like a broken gong, and then lost all her voice as she took care of the newborn child.
Ye Lulu, you can do it.
In the heavy wind and rain that seemed to overturn the world, Ye Lulu closed his eyes.
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Dark clouds were surging, and strange blue and purple lightning flashed across the sky. The layout of the housekeeper's old house and the mourning hall looked particularly scary under this scene.
At this time, something even more horrifying happened. The mountain wind seemed to be alive and kept beating on the housekeeper's closed door.
If someone in the village left their house at this moment and stood here and saw this scene, they would definitely feel supernatural and their legs would become weak from fear.
Because, as if someone ordered it, the mountain wind gathered two gusts of wind and slammed into the housekeeper's door with unusual force!
The housekeeper was already poor, and the old house was also very old. The two weak wooden doors were finally knocked open with a "squeak" after a continuous blow from the mountain wind.
A strong mountain wind rushed into the housekeeper's old house.
To be precise, it was in the mourning hall set up at this time.
The wind and rain flowers drifted in. In the empty house, there was the cold and stiff body of the housekeeper's sixth son, Guan Chibei, who had lost his breath.
The six housekeepers were hit by a falling tree on the mountain road back from the city yesterday and died on the spot.
It was the villagers who carried him back. Everyone was very sorry, saying that Guan Chibei was still very young, just over 20 years old. It was precisely because Guan Chibei died unexpectedly that the housekeeper prepared to bury him so quickly.
A silent breath floated in, flowed to Guan Chibei's body, and stopped unexpectedly.
Guan Chibei's body was still intact. When the giant tree crashed down yesterday, it directly crushed his whole body underneath, causing Guan Chibei to die on the spot. However, no part of his body was injured.
In the house, it was quiet.
At this moment, in the invisible mountain wind, a void soul came. The tall figure of the man was particularly intimidating. He was wearing a black and purple robe. For some unknown reason, his body was glowing with a faint luster. The face is extremely handsome, and the white jade-like face is expressionless, but it is very intimidating.
What was surprising was that this man's whole body was filled with an extremely strong Yin Qi. The Yin Qi was so thick that it turned into ink color, and was dense around his feet, spreading outward.
But in the surging Yin Qi, there is a faint glistening whiteness that comes from the sky, majestic and inviolable.
The blue-purple thunder and lightning rushing in the black clouds was his aura.
Green is the yin energy of the underworld, and purple is the divine power of heaven.
The time has come, and he finally transformed.
The man's face was as awe-inspiring as a god, with a very calm expression. He glanced at Guan Chibei's body, then moved naturally, walked over and lay down.
"Click—"
The last huge thunder falling from the sky symbolized purging.
In the dilapidated old house of the housekeeper in Yunwu Village, Guan Chibei was lying on the wooden board in the mourning hall. He suddenly opened his eyes. His face had been wiped clean by the housekeeper, and there was no trace of blood.
At this time, Guan Chibei's eyes were filled with unfathomable depth. He sat up, his movements still a little stiff. When he stood up, his feet buckled and he almost tripped.
Guan Chibei took two steps, and his stiff body slowly became flexible...
In fact, this body was originally his.
(End of chapter)