"I don't know what happened to me. I just want to cross this endless desert. Even if I know the immensity... I don't want to give up..."
You Chuiyun suddenly expressed all his feelings as if he was complaining to himself. Zheng Xiaohong originally thought it was boring for you to ask these questions yourself, but for some reason...she actually listened to You Chuiyun's statement.
Maybe it's out of curiosity.
Zheng Xiaohong found a reason for herself in this way, and after listening to all You Chuiyun said...she felt a little sad for a moment.
"What? Are you feeling distressed?"
You Chuiyun's weak voice sounded.
Zheng Xiaohong was startled, and then said in confusion: "Why do you feel bad...?" This senior sister seemed to have never been molested so directly. She stood up and kicked You Chuiyun on the elbow. The latter wailed and fell to the ground. on the ground.
"Oh..."
Zheng Xiaohong's heart tightened, but remembering that he was her enemy, she gritted her teeth and added another kick, then trotted away.
You Chuiyun leaned against the wall with a sad face, weak and sweating continuously...
"Damn, this bitch is so cruel..." You Chuiyun seemed to be paralyzed.
At this time, Zheng Xiaohong didn't know why, but turned sideways and said: "If you really keep giving yourself to Fenglei Pavilion, you will die in it sooner or later."
A steady stream of blood flowed from the corner of You Chuiyun's mouth.
He smiled and said: "So what if you die? We are not afraid."
Zheng Xiaohong sighed: "You are looking for death, you deserve to die."
"Thank you, senior sister."
You Chuiyun said sincerely.
strangeness.
Zheng Xiaohong originally wanted to reprimand him a few words, but suddenly she realized why she was so speechless. This guy was so disgusting with his evil eyes, and it would be better if he died.
You Chuiyun closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes again and saw the sky filled with yellow sand.
The strong wind swirled around my ears... You Chuiyun looked ahead, seeing the endless desert with rolling sand.
This time he did not bury his head and walk forward - he knew that to get out of this windy and sandy land, it would take great will and the determination to give up everything.
And I have too many ties, how can I give up? His greatest strength is not letting go, and his greatest weakness is also not letting go.
If I insist on going my own way, I will never get out of this yellow sand-filled sky.
"Fenglei Pavilion...Fenglei Pavilion, the wind...is not sand..."
At this time, he felt something in his heart. He slowly looked back and looked in the direction where the strong wind was blowing.
Because that direction is dark, it doesn't seem like a place of kindness, and the direction where the wind is coming is hazy, and it seems to be brewing with light, like a flower in bud.
Therefore, people always subconsciously think that they have to go against the wind and reach the other shore with difficulty... Few people have thought about where the wind is going.
"Where... is the wind going?" When You Chuiyun asked this question, the eyebrows of the old man Qinghui sitting in the center twitched imperceptibly.
You Chuiyun stood on the sand dune, his hair ruffled by the strong wind. He stared at the direction of the wind, and then slowly opened his hands around his waist.
He could fly... After returning from the West, he had already acquired this ability one level ahead of schedule - as for why he never showed it in the Demon Realm. One is to hide his clumsiness and use it as a trump card, and the other is because if he shows his ability to fly with the wind, he may be a living target in the sky.
When fighting the little demon prince, he couldn't fly, otherwise without the cover of the ground army, he would probably be killed directly by the demon prince who was born with the magical power of flying.
But for a foundation building period, flying consumes too much mana——
But at this moment, You Chuiyun was rising from the ground with the help of the howling wind, as fast as lightning.
"Feng Xu Yufeng."
With the power of the strong wind, You Chuiyun soared up into the blue clouds... But the strong wind high in the clouds was even more fierce, shaking the flesh on his face - just for a moment, You Chuiyun gritted his teeth and flew away. Out hundreds of miles.
He kept shuttling in the air, flying in the direction of the wind.
"He got through this level by mistake..." Old Man Qinghui said softly: "You are not from my clan, so we can't let you really touch the secrets of Fenglei Pavilion. Besides, the way you passed the level is This is just a trick...it's reasonable for me to stop you."
Although You Chuiyun was in a sorry state, he was also extremely happy. The feeling of flying in the wind was so good. If he even had a sword in his hand, wouldn't he want to try the legendary sword control technique.
However, although he didn't have a sword in his hand, he still had a sword spirit in his heart, so he used his finger as a sword.
"The sword comes out of the rainbow -" With one sword move, You Chuiyun seemed to have turned into a sword, unsheathing it sharply, whizzing past, piercing the clouds and spitting out mist, shaking the sky.
The strong wind that kept blowing made him feel something in his heart——
"It turns out that the yellow sand is a blinding trick. Wind is the theme of Fenglei Pavilion. I have been walking on the desert, but I forgot that this desert is not the place where I need to set foot."
You Chuiyun felt something in his heart, and his whole aura suddenly became fierce. The sword light was picked up by him and spread to all directions, cutting off three thousand clouds of smoke.
"Hahahaha, so happy, so happy! Is this the immortal! Is this the immortal!"
Unfortunately, You Chuiyun only shouted a few times, and suddenly a thundercloud appeared in front of him.
The flash of lightning made his face pale.
You Chuiyun's expression suddenly changed. This thundercloud appeared very suddenly, as if he was about to be sucked into it if he wasn't paying attention.
"Holy shit, Raiden!"
You Chuiyun was dazzled by the flash of lightning and heard the crackling sound of the thundercloud as black as thick ink.
However, he was carried by the strong wind and rushed towards the thundercloud. He could not escape at all, as if the thundercloud had a suction-like vortex that sucked him in.
"Ahhh...that's terrible!"
As soon as You Chuiyun entered the thundercloud, he was hit by a bolt of lightning and his whole body was scorched black. His whole body seemed to turn into coal immediately. He didn't even have time to cry out, and he died breathing smoke.
Zheng Xiaohong came to check on You Chuiyun, but she didn't expect that the door to the secret room was closed and could not be opened at this time. There was a muffled thunder inside.
"This guy is obviously in the wind realm, how come there are thunder realm sounds in the room."
She said suspiciously, suddenly thinking of a possibility, she quickly went to the lobby and approached her father to ask.
"Dad...why did you use the formation to turn the wind realm into a thunder realm?"
The old man Qinghui said: "This boy is really smart. He is worthy of being the master who has made the Zheng family suffer. In a hundred years, none of the younger members of our Zheng family have seen through the secrets of the wind realm. This boy has only been here not long ago. Walking against the wind—it’s really against the will of heaven.”
"Walking in the wind!?" Zheng Xiaohong's beauty almost eclipsed her beauty. All the children of the Zheng family knew that in the wind environment, it is difficult to go against the wind.
The roaring is simply a trial and suffering - You Chuiyun can still fly forward with the wind!"
Of course, Zheng Xiaohong misinterpreted her father's meaning. As the host of Fenglei Pavilion, her father did not tell Zheng Xiaohong this retrograde secret, unless Zheng Xiaohong inherited his mantle and became the host and caretaker of Fenglei Pavilion.
"Don't be too surprised. Isn't the golden scale a thing in the pond? When the storm happens, it will transform into a dragon - this boy has a high spirit and amazing talent. If he is not eliminated, I am afraid he will be a big disaster for our Zheng family."
Zheng Xiaohong thought about how You Chuiyun had bullied her so harshly before, and she patted her proud chest and said, "That's true. This person can't stay... our Zheng family... I've done a lot of harm to him."
"But the patriarch never said anything..." Old man Qinghui shook his head and said: "It means that this kid's life should not be cut off... Sigh... In my opinion, this is a great opportunity. If I let this kid go, I will miss this opportunity." With this opportunity, this boy gradually grew up and became a serious problem for my Zheng family!"
Zheng Xiaohong has never seen her father be so afraid of someone. Thinking of You Chuiyun's playful smile, for some reason, she couldn't help but comfort her: "Dad, if the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. We are just little people in the Zheng family." ——”
"Hong'er is right."
The old man Qing Kui slowly stretched out his withered hand, and Zheng Xiaohong obediently let her father stroke her hair.
"Hong'er, is Mom trying to make things difficult for you? Why are you so haggard?"
"Dad..." Zheng Xiaohong's voice trembled slightly as she said, "Zheng Shuang has gone crazy. I don't want to take care of him anymore - I would rather take care of You Chuiyun than go back to that dark hut and face the A whole room of stinky shit."
"Alas -" Old Man Qinghui rarely showed any other expressions, and sorrow appeared on his face: "Your father is incompetent and has been guarding the pavilion for a hundred years - he is just a watchdog of our Zheng family.
For this opportunity this time... to let you get close to Zheng Shuang, your mother and I..."
Zheng Xiaohong interrupted with a cry: "I know, dad... I know everything... but daughter, alas, daughter... I know, dad -"
Zheng Xiaohong tried her best not to shed tears and nodded: "I will not let down my parents' expectations of me."
The old man Qinghui called Hong'er again, with a distressed tone in his tone. Zheng Xiaohong hadn't been in her father's arms for a long time - this time, she didn't have the feeling of being tightly wrapped in her father's arms like she had when she was a child. She was so skinny that it hurt.
Feeling distressed.
But there is no doubt that Zheng Xiaohong is a ruthless woman - she readily throws people into the treacherous mines that never see the light of day, which is evident from this.
When she opened the door to the room again, she saw Yu Chuiyun, who was charred and black, like coal.
She stepped forward and this time hit the ignorant You Chuiyun in the face with the steamed bun.
"Hey! Are you dead? If not, get up and eat. Today you are eating steamed buns."
After a while, Zheng Xiaohong frowned: "Isn't he really dead..."
Then she took out a dagger from her sleeve and threw it under You Chuiyun's crotch.
"Oh!"
You Chuiyun immediately stopped pretending to be dead. If he hadn't shrunk so much, he would really have become a rootless person today.
The dagger shone with a cold light, shining on You Chuiyun's face covered in cold sweat.
"You, you are committing murder! You, you vicious woman!"
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