Wherever the arrow passed, it destroyed everything in its path, cut through the sky, and disappeared into the void in an instant. When it appeared again, it had already reached the end of the horizon.
There is a faint light there, which is shining but icy. Although I have not reached there, I can feel the chill just by my body.
The chill was earth-shaking, and even more violent than the 'Energy of the Moon' he had summoned before. His mind was turning, but his eyes were following the Moon Sorrow Arrow that was crossing the sky.
There are five Yueshang Arrows in total, and two of them have been used. But at this moment, he has to use them. However, after the long arrows hit the dim light in the sky, there was no response.
His eyes were deep, and seemed to disappear along with the disappearance of the Moon Sorrow Arrow. In fact, at this moment, his heart had begun to tremble, and he attached a wisp of consciousness to the Moon Sorrow Arrow.
When the arrow disappeared, he was horrified to find that his intention also disappeared without a trace, as if it had sunk into the sea, but there was not even a sign, as if it had disappeared forever.
"It disappeared. Is it because my power is not strong enough, or what happened?"
He muttered to himself, but did not notice that he was surrounded by white fog at this moment, and he himself was floating in the fog, appearing and disappearing.
But in his world, he did not find any problem at all. It seemed that in his eyes, there was no white fog at all, but it was still the same as before.
The earth is divided into five colors: gold, wood, water, fire and earth. There is also a white octagonal grid in it. However, he overlooked one point. When he entered before, this world was just dim.
Do the so-called grids, the so-called gold, wood, water, fire and earth, really exist
He came up quietly, and suddenly his body changed. Suddenly, a set of armor appeared deep in his tail, like thorns. In addition to a pair of scarlet eyes on his face, his big mouth was opened with a flash of cold light. The cold light flowed on his fangs, releasing bursts of brilliance.
He stepped on the white grid and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
He was no longer wearing armor, but a white crescent-shaped shirt. He was no longer in the sealed underground, but had come to the shore of the lake in the Dark Night Ghost Market.
Willows were floating, and Zhu Xuezhu was standing quietly beside him, looking at him with a pair of clear big eyes that were particularly moving. Feng Qingyang's heart trembled, and he instantly forgot where he was.
Then he ran up quickly and held her tightly in his arms, feeling the softness in his arms and the faint fragrance. Feng Qingyang was immediately immersed in it. In this short moment, he forgot everything. He forgot that he came here to strengthen the seal, forgot that he had to find Jiuhuang, forgot that he was a zombie, and even forgot who he was.
It seemed that as long as he held the beauty in his arms, even if the sky collapsed and the earth was destroyed, it had nothing to do with him. With her, he had everything and owned the whole world.
Unconsciously, he quietly closed his eyes. Suddenly, his heart beat violently, and Feng Qingyang was shocked, as if he felt something.
He felt a chill in his heart and lowered his head slightly, only to see Zhu Xuezhu crying, with tears as big as beans falling on his chest.
All of a sudden, they felt as if their hearts were being cut by a knife. The two looked at each other, as if they had forgotten the time and everything. Everything was in those eyes.
"Like a shooting star across the night sky, I can only stare at it quietly..."
He spoke softly, and in an instant, the beauty in his arms became transparent, like stars, but seemed to be disappearing. There was a flash of struggle in Feng Qingyang's eyes, but it eventually turned into silence and ruthlessness.
At this moment, his right hand just pierced the chest of the beauty in his arms, and it was covered with blood. Zhu Xuezhu looked at him with surprise and pain, her eyes full of confusion.
"Why... why..."
She was barely breathing, her face was pale, and her pretty face made people feel pity for her.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged and he did not speak. He suddenly pulled out the right arm that had pierced Zhu Xuezhu's body. Immediately, a stream of blood spurted out. The body, which was already transparent, became even more transparent at this moment.
"You are not Xiaozhu!"
After a long silence, Feng Qingyang spoke slowly. When he said this, the beauty in his arms turned cold and instantly became ferocious.
"I am Xiao Zhu, I am Zhu Xuezhu. If I were not Zhu Xuezhu, do you think I would have blocked that fatal blow for you?"
She was hysterical and stretched out her hands to grab Feng Qingyang, but her body was transparent. When her hands were placed on him, it was like a layer of air blowing past him, without touching any of his clothes.
"You still want to pretend to be her! You can pretend to be anyone, but you can't pretend to be her just for fun!"
Feng Qingyang's expression changed and he became increasingly angry, as if her previous words reminded him of a sad past and the soft spot in his heart was instantly touched.
"You are looking for death!"
He suddenly raised his hand and was about to slap it, but it stopped in mid-air. The anger on his face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by tenderness.
"Xiaozhu..."
This time, he did not roar, but spoke softly. There was even blood on his hands, but he did not care.
The woman in his arms had lost her ferocious face, and what was left was tenderness and affection. It seemed that, at this moment, he was the real her!
"I've been watching you..."
The beauty in his arms had a warm face and spoke softly without making any sound. However, just from her lip shape, Feng Qingyang already understood everything.
“Look at me… Look at me…”
His eyes suddenly lost their luster and he seemed a little dazed. He didn't even know when the beauty in his arms completely disappeared.
When he came to his senses again, he was still standing in the same place, holding the Yueshang bow in his hand, with an unshot Yueshang arrow on it.
For a moment, he was confused, as if time had gone back to the time when he was drawing his bow and arrow. His eyes flashed and he stared at the end of the world in front of him.
The dim light there was still there, and the sounds of roaring and growling were still there. Feng Qingyang's face returned to silence, but his mind was working rapidly, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot!
What's more, there was a doubt in his heart waiting for him to prove.
"In that case, we must shoot the arrow in our hands!"
He murmured softly, and his fingertips loosened in an instant. Suddenly, the scene seemed to return to the previous scene. Wherever the arrow went, it instantly cut through the void and disappeared into invisibility.
He stood in the distance, the Yueshang Arrow flashed by, but he took it back into his Dantian and nurtured it. He stared ahead, looking at the faint light at the end of the world.
"Is it just a mirage?"
As he murmured, a dazzling light burst out from his eyes, and what he was looking at was not the distant end of the sky and earth, but the five-colored grid of the earth in front of him.
"It's really a mirage!"