"I don't know why I am. I just want to pass through this endless desert. Even if I know the boundlessness of it myself... I don't want to give up..."

You Chuyun suddenly said all her feelings as if she was telling her own words. Zheng Xiaohong originally thought that you would be bored asking these questions yourself, but for some reason... She actually finished listening to You Chuyun's statement.

Maybe it's curiosity about it.

Zheng Xiaohong found a reason for herself, and after listening to all the confessions of You Chuyun... she felt a little sad for a moment.

"What? I feel distressed?"

The weak sound of Youbo Clouds sounded.

Zheng Xiaohong was stunned, and then said in a daze: "What's the pain..." The senior sister seemed to have never been teased so directly. She stood up and kicked You Chuyun's elbow, and the latter fell to the ground with a wail.

"Oh..."

Zheng Xiaohong felt nervous, but remembered that he was his enemy, so she gritted her teeth and kicked her again, and then ran away.

You Chuiyun leaned against the wall with a sad face, and weak sweat kept flowing down...

"Damn, this girl is so cruel..." You Chuyun seemed paralyzed.

At this time, Zheng Xiaohong said sideways for some reason: "If you really keep giving yourself to Fenglei Pavilion, you will die sooner or later."

There was a bulge of blood flowing 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 - looking for death, damn it."

"Thank you, senior sister."

You Chuiyun said sincerely.

strangeness.

Zheng Xiaohong originally wanted to scold her, but suddenly realized why she was so stunned. This guy was so annoying that he would die.

You Chuiyun closed his eyes, and not long after, he opened his eyes again, and the sky was filled with yellow sand.

The strong wind surrounds the ears... You blew the clouds and looked forward, the endless desert, and the wild sand rolled.

This time he did not bury his head and walked forward again - he knew that it would take great will and determination to abandon everything to walk out of this wind and sand land.

If he has too many ties, how can he give up? His biggest advantage is that he will not let go, and his biggest disadvantage is that he will not let go.

If I insist on my own, I will never get out of the strong wind covered with the yellow sand.

"Fenglei Pavilion...Fenglei Pavilion, Fenglei Pavilion, Feng... is not sand..."

At this time, he felt something and looked back slowly, looking in the direction where the strong wind was blowing.

Because that direction is pitch black, it doesn't seem to be good at it, and the direction of the wind is hazy, as if light is brewing, like a budding flower.

Therefore, people subconsciously always think that they have to go against the wind and reach the other side with difficulty... Few people have thought about where the wind is going.

"Where is the wind... going?" When You Chuyun asked this question, the old man Qinghuang, who was in the center, twitched his eyebrows slightly.

You Chuiyun stood on the sand dune, the strong wind blew his hair, he stared at the direction the wind was going, and then slowly spread his hands around his waist.

He could have flew... Since he returned from the West, he had already learned this ability in a state in advance - as for why he never showed it in the demon realm. One is to hide his weakness and use it as a trump card, and the other is to use his cultivation level if he showed flying in the wind, he might be a living target in the sky.

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When he was fighting with the little prince of the demon clan, he could not fly up. Otherwise, without the cover of the ground army, he would probably be killed directly by the little prince of the demon clan who was born with flying magical powers.

But for a foundation-building period, flying is too consuming mana—

But at this moment, You Chuiyun rose from the ground with the whistling wind, and the speed was extremely fast like lightning.

"Feng Xu Yufeng."

With the power of the strong wind, You Chuyun soared upwards and entered the green clouds... But the strong wind at the height of the clouds was still fierce, bounced the flesh on his face. In just a moment, You Chuyun gritted his teeth and flew out hundreds of miles.

He kept shuttled through the air and flew in the direction of the wind.

"This level made him pass by by chance..." Old man Qinghuang whispered: "You are not a member of my clan, so you can't really touch the secret of Fenglei Pavilion. Besides, your way of passing the level is to take a quick look... It's reasonable for me to stop you."

Although You Chuyun was in a embarrassing state, she was also extremely refreshing. The feeling of flying in the wind was so good. Even if he had a sword in his hand, wouldn't he have to try the legendary sword-control technique?

However, although he had no sword in his hand, his sword energy was high in his heart, so he used his fingers as his sword.

"The sword comes out of the long rainbow-" A sword move was used, and You Chuyun seemed to turn into a sword himself, drifting sharply, whistling past, spitting through the clouds and fog, shook the sky.

The strong wind that kept blowing made him feel even more touched-

"It turns out that yellow sand is a trick to fool the eyes. Fenglei Pavilion, Fenglei Pavilion, and wind is the theme. I have been walking on the desert, but I forgot that this desert is not a place I need to set foot on."

You Chuyun's heart felt something, and his whole aura suddenly became fierce. He picked up sword lights and spread to all directions, cutting off three thousand smoke from the cloud head.

"Hahahaha, please feel free! Is this an immortal! Is this an immortal!"

Unfortunately, You Chuiyun just shouted several times, and suddenly a thunder cloud appeared in front of him.

The lightning flashed, and the face turned pale.

You Chuyun's face suddenly changed. The thunder cloud appeared very abruptly. If you were not careful, it seemed like you were about to be caught in.

"Damn, lightning!"

You Chuanyun was shining with lightning, and he heard the thunder clouds as black as thick ink making a crackling sound.

But he was swept by the strong wind and rushed towards the thunder clouds quickly, and could not escape at all, just like the whirlpool of the thunder clouds sucking him in with a suction force.

"Ahhhhh...Oops!"

As soon as You Chuiyun entered the thunder cloud, he was slashed by lightning, his whole body was charred black, and his whole body seemed to be immediately turned into coal. He didn't even have time to wail, and he died of blue smoke.

Zheng Xiaohong came to check You Chuyun's situation, but the door of the secret room was closed and it could not be opened at this time, and there was a rumbling and muffled thunder inside.

"This guy is clearly in the wind realm, so how could the sound of the thunder realm sound in the room?"

She said suspiciously, suddenly thinking of a possibility, and hurried to the lobby and approached her to find her father and asked.

"Dad... why did you use the formation to turn the wind realm into the thunder realm?"

Old man Qinghuang said, "This kid is indeed smart and deserves to be the one who has caused the Zheng family to suffer losses. It has been a hundred years since the Zheng family, and no junior in our Zheng family can see through the mystery of the wind. This kid has only arrived for a while and is moving with foundation-building cultivation to control the wind - it is really against the will of heaven."

"Walking against the wind!" Zheng Xiaohong was almost disgraced. The children of the Zheng family knew that they were against the wind in the wind.

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The roar was simply a hardship and a torture - You Chuyun could 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 about the secret of going against the trend. Unless Zheng Xiaohong inherited his mantle in the past, he would also become the host and guardian of Fenglei Pavilion.

"You don't have to be too surprised. Isn't the golden scale an object in the pond? When you encounter a dragon of changes in the wind and clouds - this son is quite energetic and talented. If this person is not eliminated, it may be a disaster for my Zheng family."

Zheng Xiaohong thought of You Chuiyun bullying him so hard before, and patted her proud breasts and said, "That's true. This person cannot be kept... Our Zheng family... I have caused him a lot."

"But the patriarch never said anything..." Old man Qinghuang shook his head and said, "It means that this kid should not die... Alas... In my opinion, this is a great opportunity. If this kid is missed and this opportunity is missing, and this kid gradually grows up, it will be a big concern for my Zheng family!"

Zheng Xiaohong had never seen her father be so afraid of someone. When she thought of You Chuyun's smiley face, she couldn't help but comfort her: "Dad, there are tall men who are holding her back when the sky falls. We are just little people in the Zheng family--"

"Hong'er makes sense."

The old man Qinghuang's withered hands slowly stretched out, and Zheng Xiaohong obediently asked his father to touch his hair.

"Hong'er, isn't you so embarrassed? Why are you so haggard?"

"Dad..." Zheng Xiaohong's voice trembled slightly, and she said, "Zheng Shuang is already crazy. I don't want to take care of him at all - I would rather take care of You Chuiyun than go back to the dark little house and face the stinky shit and urine in the whole room."

"Oh--" Old Man Qinghuang rarely showed any other expressions, and sorrow appeared on his face: "Your father is incompetent, and he has been guarding the pavilion for a hundred years - it is just a guardian dog of our Zheng family.

This time, for this opportunity... to get you close to Zheng Shuang, your mother and I..."

Zheng Xiaohong interrupted with a crying voice: "I know, dad...I know...but daughter, alas, daughter...I know dad--"

Zheng Xiaohong tried hard not to let tears flow down and nodded, "I will not let my parents down for their expectations of me."

Old Man Qinghuang called Hong'er again, with a heartache in his tone. Zheng Xiaohong hadn't been entangled in her father's arms for a long time. This time, she didn't feel as if she was tightly wrapped in her father's arms when she was a child, but her father's skinny and bony made her feel a little painful.

Feeling sad.

But Zheng Xiaohong is a cruel woman, there is no doubt about this - she always throws people into the dark and strait cave that is not visible to the sun.

When she opened the door of the room again, she saw a charred body, like coal.

She walked forward and hit the face of You Chuiyun with a steamed bun this time.

"Hey! Are you dead? If you don't die, get out of your way. Today I'm eating steamed buns."

After a while, Zheng Xiaohong frowned: "You won't really die, right..."

Then she took a dagger from her sleeve and threw it into You Chuyun's crotch.

"Oh!"

You Chuyun immediately stopped pretending to be dead. If he hadn't shrank like this, he would have become a rootless person today.

The dagger shone with a cold light, illuminating You Chuyun's face that covered her forehead with cold sweat.

"You, you are murder! You, you vicious woman!"
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