In the following days, everything seemed to have ceased and everything suddenly became quiet.
Of course, if you consider the facts, you will find that the situation around the world is still bustling, with everyone having their own troubles and struggles.
It is never just the envoys from the Demon Realm who can cause turmoil in the world. People with conspiracies and ambitions. In every era, one does not know how many will emerge and how many will die. Who will gain and how many will decline.
Similarly, those who seek development and help the world and the people are never just people of the Hui Meng Xinfa lineage.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are camps. Within the large camps, there are medium-sized and small positions, which are intricate and innumerable. The various struggles, large and small, that have arisen from them have never been the same. Stopped.
But for now, it is the demon envoys who can cause greater damage and pose the most severe potential threat.
Therefore, when King Wuxiang died and Zhao Wuji disappeared, King Yin Yang showed no sign. Envoys from the Demon Realm in other parts of the world also sensed some unusual meanings and became more cautious. They all stayed put and waited for the arrival of the Demon Realm.
Those who were originally involved with the demon envoys, or were conspiring to cooperate, or were tacitly understanding, or were conspiring against each other, also became quiet.
Therefore, from a high-level perspective that takes a global view, one can feel that the chaotic trends and undercurrents sweeping the world have suddenly subsided and become much quieter.
But if you adjust the field of view lower and the range smaller.
Not only has the recent situation not become calm, but it has suddenly undergone earth-shaking and magical changes.
Xiangjiang, Wan Chai District.
The heavy rain poured down, there were few pedestrians, and the huge raindrops shrouded the exhibition center, Central Square, Times Square, those famous commercial buildings, and skyscrapers.
God is selfless. In addition to pouring rain on these new and sturdy buildings, the vicissitudes of buildings such as Hong Sheng Ancient Temple and Pak Tai Temple, which are accustomed to the changes of the times, are also shrouded in them.
Under the rain, the flames of the car wreckage that had just exploded were gradually extinguished. The police who came after hearing the news set up a cordon, and reporters swarmed in.
There were whispers.
"Who is it this time?"
"I heard it's Tan Cheng."
"Tan Cheng?"
The voice was a little surprised, but more of it was a common and expected emotion. After all, the "eldest brothers" such as Han Chen and Wang Bao had died two days ago, and the death of Tan Cheng would be nothing.
Strange things happened frequently this month. First, the islands in the New Territories exploded, causing many strange celestial phenomena. But for some reason, no one was able to reach the exploding islands and take pictures of the subsequent scenes.
There wasn't much of a stir in the news. It seemed like an invisible hand had strangled the storm in advance.
But it didn't matter, the reporters were not short of food, because soon after, starting from the New Territories, news of cyan lightning killing people continued to spread.
Home invasions, villa shootouts, street stabbings, knife-wielding chases in dark alleys, etc. Originally, those who were choked to death were those who were committing crimes, but soon, this phenomenon was not limited to the New Territories, but also It is constantly expanding outward.
The identities of people killed by cyan lightning are becoming more and more diverse, and there are many "reputable" characters.
That's great. Journalists like to dig into this kind of thing.
It's been a carnival for journalists in Xiangjiang recently, and people reading newspapers are also dazzled. However, precisely because of the Qing Lei incident, many people are in panic all day long and want to flee.
So recently, various docks have become the places visited most frequently by cyan lightning.
Song Zijie, who was sent by the government to handle this incident, was surveying the scene and taking notes when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hello, I really like your song "Unintentional Sleep", can you sign it for me?"
"Oh that's fine."
Song Zijie took the card, signed his name, and glanced at the fan.
It was a man wearing a black shirt and trousers, with sloppy black hair, and a black umbrella in his hand. He had an earphone hanging from his right ear, and the other earphone was stored in his shirt pocket.
After taking the signed card, he smiled at Song Zijie and left slowly.
After that person left, Song Zijie came back to his senses.
"Hey, what is Unintentional Sleep? Is that the name of the song? Have you admitted the wrong person?"
Song Zijie was thinking about paying attention to this song title when he had free time, when suddenly some strange images, words, and sounds came to his mind.
"Xuantian Ning Shenfa"!
"Is this also a song? It sounds so reassuring..."
Song Zijie hummed those syllables involuntarily.
A few years later, the song "Peace of God" appeared on the global music charts, bringing peace of mind to countless people and becoming a good medicine to relieve the pain of depression.
But at that time, many mysterious people who sang without microphones had already emerged in the music scene. There were endless melodies with wonderful power, which were not inferior to "Ning Shen".
Amphibian held an umbrella and walked away in the rain. He played with the card in his hand, shook his head and smiled, and put it away in his storage space.
He flew towards the sun and after surviving the disaster, he fell into a period of weakness, so when he came back he spent some extra time to fully recuperate outside the atmosphere before returning to the Great Dream Valley.
At that time, twenty-four days had passed since they entered this world.
Another six days passed before we set off for Xiangjiang.
Guan Luoyang's voice rang out mixed with the sound of rain: "I didn't expect you to be star-chasing at your age."
"Some people's fans will not be washed away by time. I can only say that when I was young, I met many outstanding idols."
Anfeiyu said with a smile, "Speaking of which, at that age before you time traveled, didn't you actually chase stars?"
Guan Luoyang didn't show up, but there was a trace of his thoughts in the rain, wandering around.
Regarding the question of chasing stars, he snorted: "I can recite the information of the Olympic champions in track and field, table tennis, tennis, badminton, fencing, and weightlifting. I can also know the celebrities in the domestic and foreign animation industry in the 1990s."
Amphibian snorted: "Your hobby may be relatively rare among people of your age, right?"
Guan Luoyang was silent for a moment, the rain was a little urgent, and he said in a low voice: "Director An Da, you filmed it before..."
"Ah, by the way, you just used the water vapor to create this rain and cover up my whereabouts. Why do you keep using thunder to kill people recently?"
Anfeiyu immediately changed the subject and said, "Sensing things in such a large area, identifying targets, and killing them with thunder is too distracting. Will it not affect the progress of your analysis of the three reincarnators?"
Guan Luoyang said: "It's nothing serious. I have a vacuum mind realm, which is enough to observe and study the three of them. In their perception, it has only been the past month. In my perception, I have been studying them for more than half a year."
"As for the matter of thundering and killing people, getting rid of these things is good for my mood and is also conducive to the practice of spiritual energy."
Anfeiyu nodded: "The vacuum mind realm is really good. After I passed through four tribulations, I have built this mind realm for myself, but my way is to use the various gods visualized in Xuantian Pavilion Taoism. Demon, as a reference group, the current flow rate of time in the inner world is only three times that of the outside world."
Guan Luoyang said: "I can feel it. Even if there is no rain, with your current cultivation level approaching, it is enough to hide from Lei Mengbai and Gui Zhongdao. I will convey some things to you, and you can sort them out." Once we have a general understanding, we will take action."
Anfeiyu asked again: "Where is Master Xing?"
As a person who has been in the film and television industry, some faces are too familiar. When Anfeiyu gets along with his teammates, he will get used to talking by their previous names.
"He came earlier than you and is already in place."
Blah blah blah...
The wind blows and the rain slants, but the sound of rain remains.
Guan Luoyang's method of controlling wind and rain was clever and not forced.
After all, this place was originally surrounded by the sea and had heavy water vapor. He just pushed it quietly and mixed a wisp of his thoughts into the wind and rain.
Now the wind and rain are chaotic, and the wind is even louder. Instead, it is because he has taken back that ray of thought, and even the ray of clone consciousness in the Big Dream Valley has quietly dispersed.
Anfeiyu can understand that Guan Luoyang is already concentrating all his energy and raising himself to the most focused state.
On the broken island, there are also wind and rain falling.
The sound of rain mixed with the sound of waves, the ripples on the sea became more complicated, and the waves rolled endlessly.
The four people occupy different positions on Broken Island.
The bright red cloth was like a long dragon, swimming under the sea, silently surrounding the entire Broken Island.
Quietly, the soft fabric began to change, giving off a metallic luster. Seven colors, fourteen shades alternated, and finally settled on pure white.
The pure white circle encompasses Broken Island.
Cause resonance in the space.
——Caused, the people on the island woke up!
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