God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 112 The plan of sudden emergence is as fierce as a tiger (3)
"It's going to rain." Feixue murmured such a sentence, which made Yi Yuan's eyes widen in surprise, but Wushuang rolled his eyes disapprovingly, which also made Qiao Liu's expression condense.

"I'm sorry." Before he could react, Anling had already grabbed Feixue into his arms. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Anling took Feixue up to the treetops, and the next moment, it blew towards Lingxiao like the wind direction of the fort.

"Hey!" Qiao Liu yelled with his eyes wide open, but he gritted his teeth fiercely when no one paid any attention to it. Looking at the other black figures who followed the dark spirit, Qiao Liu wished he could kill someone by kicking him on the tree. .

While shaking off countless leaves, Qiao Liu wished he could smash those guys who didn't see him into pieces, but because of Xiao Jintian's relationship, he almost had nowhere to vent his internal injuries, which made people uncomfortable. Dare to approach.

"My lord..." Someone boldly approached Yi Yuan cautiously, because no one dared to approach Qiao Liu.

Without speaking, Yi Yuan just looked up at the gradually darkening sky. When there was a sudden muffled thunder in the sky, Yi Yuan turned his head and glanced at the unwilling Qiao Liu.

"Let's go!" With a faint sound, Yi Yuan also flew away.

"Cut!" Qiao Liu gave Yi Yuan a hard look at the direction where Yi Yuan was leaving, and then flew away.

Wushuang, who was still surprised, looked at the top of his head that was gradually changing, and when there was a sound of panicked running beside him, he finally came back to his senses. Gritting his teeth, he jumped onto the treetop.

Before the heavy rain poured down, everyone hid in the ruined temple in the mountains. Except for Feixue and his party who arrived earlier, including Yi Yuan and Qiao Liu, everyone was drowned.

Qiao Liu, who was cursing, gave Feixue a hard look, and then ordered everyone to light a fire. In an instant, the originally quiet ruined temple became extremely lively, and the noise seemed to have nothing to do with him at all. Yes, Feixue just walked to the door, looked into the distance and frowned intently.

The dark spirit and his party that had disappeared could vaguely feel the aura following Feixue. Yi Yuan stood in the temple and let Wushuang wipe himself, staring at Feixue thoughtfully.

And Qiao Liu, who also allowed his followers to wipe him, snorted coldly looking at Yi Yuan like that, and finally turned his gaze to Feixue, with a glint of evil in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Could this sudden change of weather have something to do with this woman?While Qiao Liuru was thinking about it, she also had a plan in her heart.

But Feixue stood at the door indifferently. Facing the torrential rain in front of her, she just stood there quietly, looking at the faint light in the distance, the face hidden under the cloak hat, with a complicated expression. Thinking of something, he sighed quietly in his heart.

"master……"

On the edge of the cliff, Wu Ya looked at Jiang Mufeng who was standing among a pile of yellow talismans, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and thunder and lightning flashes, his brows were slightly wrinkled and his expression was condensed.

Ignoring Wuya's murmurs behind him, Jiang Mufeng just sat in the wheelchair, put his hands together and then pulled them apart. The yellow talisman that appeared out of thin air surrounded Jiang Mufeng tremblingly in the air, and then scattered at Jiang Mufeng's order and go.

Among the floating yellow talismans, Jiang Mufeng looked up at the violent storm outside the yellow talisman, stretched out his hand to gesture in the air expressionlessly, and didn't know what he was talking about in his mouth, but, following With his movements, countless fluorescent butterflies suddenly appeared in the air, one after another fluttered above Jiang Mufeng's head, and then passed through the yellow talisman and disappeared from sight.

The gloomy light centered on Jiang Mufeng spreads circle after circle, passes through the circle surrounded by the yellow talisman, passes through the violent storm outside the yellow talisman, and slowly hides in the mountain forest, accompanied by those fluorescent butterflies .

The storm outside the yellow talisman formed a strong contrast with the clear sky inside the yellow talisman, but Jiang Mufeng just looked ahead without squinting, making Wuya who was waiting by the side frown, but he never said anything. A word.

In the strong wind, those scattered fluorescent butterflies slowly fluttered all over the entire Dongwu Mountain, just like this, circling back and forth, flying over the mountains and trees, and also flew into the dilapidated temple.

Even so, everyone didn't feel the same, no one took a second look, only Feixue slowly stretched out his hand, looking at the fluorescent butterfly resting in his palm, letting the little bit of warmth reach the bottom of his heart, When she wanted to hold her hand, the butterfly flew away.

In the rainstorm, the butterfly fluttered its wings and spread its wings loomingly away. When the butterfly flew away, the butterflies that had been circling in the temple also flew out from behind Feixue with a whistling, and flew into the rainstorm like this .

That gust of breeze messed up Feixue's clothes and hair, but it still couldn't blow away the sadness lingering in her heart. Who made the promise for whom?And who sang for whom?

Or maybe it's just a dream, and we... keep missing it.

A circle of gossip was laid out with yellow talismans on the ground, and traces of spiritual light connected the talisman papers into one piece. Standing aside, Wu Ya glanced at the place surrounded by the yellow talismans. Through those spiritual lights, he looked at the The fluorescent butterfly slowly flying back from a distance turned around with a slight frown, looking at Jiang Mufeng who was always quiet.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and those fluorescent butterflies flying away gathered in front of Jiang Mufeng one by one, colliding with each other to emit silver light, and Jiang Mufeng just stared at those fluorescent butterflies, slowly condensing It became a mirror, and a figure emerged faintly.

Like a revolving lantern in life, Jiang Mufeng held the armrests of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, watching the figures in the picture come and go, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious because of the strangeness, and then, in that huge building, for a flash, The passing figure made him almost stand up, but he staggered and sat back down.

"Master!" Wu Ya couldn't help shouting, and rushed to stand beside Jiang Mufeng, but his outstretched hand was stopped by Jiang Mufeng's wave, which made Wuya stare at Jiang Mufeng with a slightly excited expression maple.

Jiang Mufeng looked at all kinds of things that flashed by in the picture, and the figure in white that occasionally appeared, the familiar face made his eyes widen, his hands tightly pinched the armrest of the wheelchair, watching those fluorescent butterflies disappear one by one , the picture kept changing, and finally, in the looming mirror, it was fixed on the person looking back.

She was dressed in white clothes flowing like a fairy, and her long hair was blown up by the wind like ink. That face that was so overwhelming made many women in the world feel ashamed. Almost missed the figure in memory.

"Ah Ling..." With a murmur, Jiang Mufeng looked at the person in the picture, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to caress the face that he had missed for so long, but at the same time as he stretched out his hand, the wave light lingling The picture faded away like a flower in a mirror and the moon in water, and Jiang Mufeng froze in place in astonishment.

"Ah Ling!" Jiang Mufeng couldn't help shouting, the panic at that moment broke the originally stable barrier, and the yellow talismans floating in the air, like fallen leaves without vitality, drifted into the air one after another. Falling unbiasedly into the depths of the cliff.

The gossip totem, which was originally stable on the ground, also scrambled away because of the sudden gust of wind, and at the same time, took away everything in front of Jiang Mufeng.

The yellow talismans all over the sky, like fallen leaves in autumn, slowly fell into the depths of the cliff. The weather, which was still stormy, stopped at some point, and the sun gradually peeked out from the dark clouds, and then sprinkled The earth is golden.

On the mountain top surrounded by clouds and fog, Jiang Mufeng lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly into fists, his eyes were blurred with tears, and Wuya who was beside him didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)