The Spirit World

Chapter 305 Why bother?

[I also want my father’s approval.]

[But I couldn’t convince my father.]

【Because my strength always comes from him. 】

The sky is blue and the rain is heavy! The roar is resolute!
[Divine Envoy·Eight Celestial Dragons·Long Song]

The posture is heroic and proud.

"It would be nice if we had a choice from the beginning..."

The wind and thunder are as mighty as rolling knives!

[Heavenly Palace God·Tianshu·Leilin·Luqing]

Looking at the world, why blame the cruelty?
Qinglong gathered his divine power amidst the storm, preparing to launch a final gamble.

At dusk, among the blue clouds!
The wind is blowing and the cranes are crying!

Live a drifting life!
All clean!

The sound of dragon roars never stops!
"It is better for you to die in my hands than to return to heaven to report. This way you will have a reputation that you will never regret. Let me give you the name of God's messenger..."

Victoria paused secretly, and her ups and downs in her voice revealed the grace of a heavenly being.

"Everything that I regret and bear will be accounted for."

After Victoria finished speaking, there was not the slightest rise or fall in her breath, and her sentence was like that of an executioner, but she did not have the slightest movement to go with it.

She was in a trance and hesitant.

The departing carriage had long escaped the strong wind and heavy rain, but it could not escape the web of love that clung to the heart.

"Ah……"

Victoria smiled and sighed.

"If I didn't know you two..."

"Enough."

But her words were too calm and without a trace of emotion, causing the blue dragon in the clouds - Changge to burst into angry roars.

"You—say that now!"

"What's the point?!"

The long song hummed softly, and the sound of dragon's breath roared in the throat.

This is the sentence she said most often.

"You are still like a little kid, just like before."

"Ao Shu..."

Victoria seemed to call out Changge's name. The ancient dragon in front of him was no longer the little dragon he used to be. He was majestic and immature, but his eyes were full of gloom.

"What's the point of you saying this now?"

Changge's voice became mournful, and the angry and resentful hum made the words that were repeated again and again, even more miserable.

But she didn't want to say anything to Victoria, she just wanted to ask, to speak, to yell, to cry!
Now, what's the point of saying this?

"You always! Do this!"

Changge seemed to be crying, gritting his teeth, and hating!
"Luqing! Sister!"

In the sky, how many people will look up and pay attention to the sky?

How can the scorching sun ever end?

At this moment, who can not have regrets?

But at this moment, a burst of applause suddenly drowned out the sound of wind and rain, causing the two people who were facing each other to look in the direction of the person coming in surprise.

"That's it...that's it..."

He was dressed in black and controlled the wind and rain. He carried a magic sword on his back and a jade pendant shone brightly on his waist. While clapping his hands, the visitor shook his head slightly and praised the scene before him.

Behind him stood a woman who had never appeared in this world before. She was dressed in white, with a silent look, and the light around her was dimmed, which made her extraordinary.

They stood on the flat ground, exposed to the wind and rain, their black and white clothes fluttering in the wind, but they seemed to be standing on a mountain, allowing the thunder to strike them, overlooking the world.

Such momentum is terrifying. "Madam Victoria, how can you trouble a mere divine messenger to do it yourself?"

Ning Feng finished speaking, and then he slowly pulled Artes out of the scabbard from behind. The green sword tip hit the scabbard coldly, and every sound was accompanied by the sound of cold iron.

The sound stirred up the sound of rain, pierced through the wind and thunder, and made the surrounding air stiff and cold. Victoria and Changge stared at him at the same time, unable to move.

Victoria was surprised that she was so distracted that she didn't even notice the arrival of Ning Feng, who was so murderous.

What surprised Changge was the appearance of the visitor "Ning Feng". She had seen him for a long time, but hadn't seen him for a long time. She was fascinated by the appearance of the visitor.

In the golden dragon's eyes, the black clothes were too eye-catching, and the white clothes were too terrifying, forcing her to sob and scatter her dragon breath in the wind and rain, steaming and boiling the rain blood.

"Jack... no..." Victoria saw Ning Feng's appearance and hesitated to guess the real name of the visitor: "Xun Huangying..."

"Xun Huangying?!" Changge looked at the "newcomer" in shock. The dragon's tail swung casually, and thunder exploded between the wind and rain. The dragon's tail slapped the ground, and a huge pit was filled with thunder and murderous sound.

"Ah...are you surprised?" Ning Feng inserted Artes into the ground. Artes broke through the ground and stood up. The wind was cut off by it, and the rain was blocked by it.

"Isn't that what I've always been like? I can go wherever I want. I don't necessarily think you can remember where I am."

Ning Feng's right hand was placed on the hilt of Artes, and his left hand was hidden under the black clothes. He embraced everything in the world in his arms, without any trace of blood surging in his chest.

He was so ruthless that even his jokes could not hide his arrogance and contempt.

"What are you here for?"

Victoria didn't ask you why you were here, nor did she ask anything about his life or experiences. She just asked you what you were doing here, and that nailed the point at the moment.

"Let me help you cut your epitaph shorter."

Ning Feng looked at Victoria, but behind her, the ancient green dragon hiding in the wind and rain was completely invisible to him.

He spoke slowly and leisurely, not seeming to talk about killing.

"If, as you said, you want this little dragon to die in your hands, then after this, when you die, I will help you carve a tombstone. Won't my hands and wrists be sore from carving the words?"

"I don't want to do that."

What he said did not attract the attention of the other two. Everyone looked at him in great solemnity.

A funeral, at this moment, has quietly arrived.

The wind, the thunder, and the rain all blend together perfectly.

For this funeral.

"Why don't I kill her? Then when someone carves my tombstone, they'll cry and scream for seven days or half a month. That'll be satisfying."

His words were cold, and he noticed that Victoria and Changge's eyes turned to the woman in white behind him.

"Don't worry, I'm here so Lan Luo won't do anything."

"Why does Lanluo need a tombstone?"

He seemed to be joking, but no one could follow up on the joke.

"I have no say over what is engraved on my tombstone."

The concentric circle of light behind Victoria suddenly stopped rotating, and her pupils turned from gold to blue. She retracted her divine look and stood in the wind as a mortal, her skirt swaying. The rose wind seemed to kill the sky.

"not necessarily."

"What else do you want to say at this moment? Crazy talk."

Victoria raised her hand and slowly turned around, her arms fluttering in red, gorgeously decorated with rose petals on both sides of her body, stretching across the front of the Azure Dragon.

"I won't care about you."

She was determined to stop it.

Although there was no threatening circle of light around her, she could not hide her anger, and she looked even more solemn than before.

The man in black in her pupils was cruel and ruthless, with a majestic body. He had long been unmoved by the wind and rain, and wanted to become the god of death who was finally silent and came to deprive souls.

"But I've heard that my own children have made mistakes."

"You need to train yourself first."

Victoria shook her white right arm, and the thunder from the sky killed everything in a clear and peaceful manner.

(End of this chapter)