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Kunpeng can sway for thousands of miles,

The shadow of the sky ridge of Mengshan,

Looking down at the appearance of all beings,

The world is full of sight.

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Auspicious clouds lingering, colorful and ethereal,

It is hard to find heaven and earth, it is hard to find in the world,

A piece of green and vibrant.

The green mountains are not steep, and the water does not have to be deep.

What a superb painting scene,

What a brilliant and magnificent fairy scroll.

"It turns out that there is such a beautiful scenery behind the mountain. It seems that only in dreams can there be such a place. If I could live here in the future, I don't know how lucky it would be!"

"Yes, sleeping in the open every day is just to pursue such a life. You can't miss the places you encounter but cannot find. You will live here in the future and won't go out."

When he first set foot in a scenery he had never seen before, Xiao Lang was intoxicated and his ambition to see the world came to his mind. This feeling that he had never experienced evoked the deepest desire in his heart.

The first time he had this idea of ​​escape, just as he was about to lose it completely, a silver cold light flashed in front of him, and a painful forehead, he immediately woke up.

I was already afraid in my heart and could not imagine what the consequences would be if I lost in my dreams.

Desire is indeed one of the most easily conquered weaknesses.

But people have to have the power to control themselves. Seeing may not be true. The more beautiful things are, the more illusory they are. Behind the glory are often some painful prices.

Fortunately, Xiaolang did a good job in this regard. He never forgot his purpose after walking hard all the way. Even so, he almost said that this made him more careful.

After sighing for a while, Xiaolang adjusted his mindset and did not rush to move. He just watched the changes first.

As he had guessed, in just a moment, his eyes changed again.

Kunpeng landed, Long Tengyu,

Entering the sea and turning into turquoise, blue waves and blue.

It seemed to be far away in the sky, but in fact it was close at hand. He couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but what he didn't expect was that it would be broken as soon as he touched it.

It seemed like a blowing shot could be broken, the whole scene took a sharp turn, and the roar of the sky falling and the earth suddenly came.

The short-term beauty seems to have never appeared before, with strong winds, dense thunder and clouds, thunder and thunder, thunder and thunder, meteor fire, whirlpools, and earthing.

The bleak withered breath replaced the colorful colors. The original thunder and fire were rubbed into one, and a substantial huge wind curtain gradually formed from virtualization and solidity, like a huge cage that completely imprisoned the landscape, and all wrapped around it, including Xiaolang.

Immediately afterwards, the vast and darkness began to spread, the green mountains under my feet disappeared, and the clear water in the distance turned into nothingness.

The wind, thunder and fire that had never appeared in the world wandered around, gathering more and more, gradually becoming one.

The crackling sounds are endless, and they are no longer as beautiful as before.

What's strange is,

The wind surging, the thunder and the fire rises, but it descends to darkness, but it also represents life and death, eternity, hope, and indelible.

What exactly happened?

It seems that it can erase all momentum, and there is a faint rainbow light in it. Is it sticking to the last intoxicating trace here?

Like a lonely boat

Like a candlelight,

Standing in the wind and rain,

Strong and swaying.

If you look closely, it changes constantly, occasionally bright and dazzling, occasionally dark and unheard, and it is revealed without showing its sharpness. It can be seen that it is not useless in the dark.

In the blink of an eye, everything in front of me was changing all the time, as if I had experienced the cycle of life and death. From heaven to earth, even though I had made enough psychological preparations, Xiaolang was shocked, but he did not know that he was already a person in the game.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?"

The strong wind became more and more intense, and it hit him head-on. Xiaolang instinctively turned his head to avoid it, but how could Feng hide?

The hair that was simply worn out was blown away immediately, and the robe on her body flew up with the wind, and a huge wind bulging out from behind, making a whirring sound.

Xiaolang was unstable and was almost blown away directly. Fortunately, he stabilized his body with solid horse stance in time.

Now he looks extremely embarrassed, or he has been unbearable before he comes here, because wearing his body, the old robe that was struggling in the wind, clearly explained everything.

With the brief light caused by a thicker wind, thunder and fire floating above his head, Xiaolang's face flashed quickly.

It is indeed just right to call him Xiaolang. He is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is not as young as the crown. He has a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows and wide forehead, and a firm face with a little youth. It seems that time has not left him with traces of vicissitudes, but life still brought him great tests.

There is only coarse linen on the body, and a wide blue and white robe on the outside. The figure far taller and thinner than her peers makes the patched pants reach the knee position, revealing half of their bare legs.

Overall, in addition to being a bit worn, it is still clean and neat. Putting aside this outfit, it also has a bit of sloppy and sloppy meaning.

Especially the shiny strand of silver hair on his left forehead is standing in front of his left forehead, hanging steadily, which is extremely special.

But people all have a naughty look in their eyes, and people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

At this time, no matter how much he faced Qi Haochi, he still had an unavoidable identity, a refugee.

If you are ranked in the lower nine, you have to go back, or you can also call it beggar. Of course, most people will naturally bring the word "stinky".

Stinky beggar!

But so what?

The way is different, and we don’t plan for each other!

Don't care about other people's eyes.

How many people will be as determined as he is now in the face of unknown changes?

Of course, hesitation and fear were not gone, but Xiaolang's feet did not stop and walked forward towards the rainbow light.

Moving forward and moving against the wind, every step was extremely difficult. I don’t know how many times the strength in my body had been used up, and only a strong will supported him to continue.

Suddenly, the wind direction changed drastically, no longer to stop him from moving forward, but to a powerful thrust behind him. Xiaolang was caught off guard and almost fell to his dog. He finally stabilized his figure, but his eyes were filled with layers of fog.

He was shocked again, a trace of dark clouds enveloped his heart, and his fear was even like the wind, thunder and fire he had just met.

But until now, he never thought of giving up. Perhaps it was the repeated cycle before, which in his mind might be more disturbing than fear.

The teeth were squeaking, and Xiaolang stepped into the fog without hesitation.

The fog is thick and the eyes cannot see it. It shuttles through it, revealing the whole body, constantly gathering into drops, and breaks away when it is about to fall, floating around, and never dissipates for a long time, making the whole person seem to be covered with a thin layer of cover.

When will it come to an end?

Alas, I don’t know how long I have been away, but there is no change in the surrounding area, and the road ahead is even more confused.

Suddenly, a piece of wind, thunder and fire, as thick as a person, flashed out, hovering in front of him, sometimes up and down, and seemed to be dancing gracefully.

As it danced, the fog gradually dissipated, and the eyes suddenly became clear, and the wind, thunder and fire disappeared.

At the same time, a huge wind wall blocked his way.

Howling and howling, it seems like another great test. Should we move forward or backward?

After experiencing several times, Xiaolang did not hesitate at all. He closed his eyes, stretched his heart, and accumulated strength in his legs, and rushed over.

Suddenly, the wind wall seemed to be alive, opened its huge mouth and swallowed it without a trace in an instant.

Being in it was not as terrifying as he thought, but what he didn't know was that outside the wind curtain, the wind, thunder and fire gathered and circled, and the momentum was not restrained.

They gradually surrounded the entire wind curtain and merged into it, forming a huge vortex that rotated violently, and began to move slowly at the same time.

Although this place is already extremely desolate, wherever it passes, it is still in a mess, even more dilapidated, with a great momentum to devour everything and constantly destruction.

The originally beautiful fairyland no longer has the spiritual energy it had before. The mountains collapsed and the water flowed backwards, like a eroded scroll, fragmented...

Every torment of physical and mental exhaustion is actually a good experience, and only after a hundred training can one become steel.

Xiaolang, who had suffered all the hardships, felt a vague feeling in his heart that he was about to reveal the answer immediately, and slowly opened his eyes.

Although this place is not as soft and delicate as before, it contains the universe, with a hint of wind, thunder and fire flying all over the sky, like starlight, brilliant and gorgeous.

Occasionally they will combine together, turn into flying dragons, and then become human forms, standing opposite them, appearing vividly, but only for a moment, they will scatter on their own.

Everything around him aroused his great curiosity.

It was also when his mind was greatly relaxed that the dense wind and thunder fire disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then an impatient shout came in from outside, deafening.

"How dare you come here if you dare to blame the people?"

Cold, ice and snow are as closed as a seal, cold penetrates the heart,

Fast, as fast as chasing lightning, no less than thunder.

Above!
To be continued...