Fengyunlu

The desert is endless, no one comes all year round, and the yellow sand that stretches for nearly ten thousand miles buries everything that has passed away.

The cage-like blood cloud covered the sky and the sun, and the darkness covered my heart. The broken ancient tree had long lost its branches and was leaning alone among the sand and stones.

From time to time, there is a biting cold wind passing by, accompanied by a few mournful screams, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, and also like a portrayal of injustice, telling all the past...

Deep in the lifeless desolation, a young man in black lowered his head and hurriedly headed north.

The young man walked very quickly, and when he arrived at the end of the yellow sand, on the shore of the Sea of ​​Blood, there was a dilapidated ancient city, leaning against the thousands of miles of yellow sand and crouching under the desolate vastness.

This city is not big, but not small either. It is called Fengsha Castle. It was originally the residence of the famous Feng family in Xuanmen for a long time. However, it died in a huge disaster three years ago.

Rumor has it that Feng Wanlin, the former owner of Fengsha Castle, and his wife Bai Ximeng, together with the Feng family, forcibly attracted the Demon Killers who guarded Northern Xinjiang three years ago in order to build a meridian for their son Feng Chen, who was born with no blood vessels. The formation wants to use the countless vitality of the formation to change its fate against the will of heaven.

But unexpectedly, at the critical moment, someone from the evil demon sect's humble family made a sneak attack, causing the demon-slaying formation to be broken, not only blocking the meridians, but also the ancient demon clan Jiuyou Ming Emperor who was suppressed by the formation was released. .

Once the Nine Netherworld comes out, the world will be devastated.

With determination, a shocking battle aroused all directions. Emperor Jiuyouming was buried in a sea of ​​​​blood, and Feng Wanlin and his wife died in the battle in Northern Xinjiang.

In times of crisis, even though heroes from all over the world rushed to repel Han Clan and save the few blood members of the Feng family, they had no choice but to find that Fengsha Castle, which had always been a benevolent and chivalrous family, was in trouble.

It is a pity that the Feng clan, who had been imprisoned in the desert alone for three hundred years in northern Xinjiang, has fallen.

After the incident, the few remaining juniors in Fengsha Castle were all taken away by Bai Ximeng, the second brother of Nanhai Cangyun Sect, Bai Ximo. However, for some unknown reason, the Cangyun Sect sealed off the mountain gate to hide from the outside world. out.

In addition, Fairy Ji Yao, the owner of West Kunlun Yaochi Fairyland, was also unable to leave the mountain shortly after returning from the desert.

Even the remaining major sects that aided Chi Mobei rarely talked about the details after their return. They only said that Han Sect had secretly plotted against the Feng family.

Later, although there were different opinions on the matter, it still remained unresolved.

Now, three years later, only the broken sand castle is left, accompanied by various rumors, lying alone among the yellow sand in the sky...

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"Three years..."

At the dilapidated city gate, the young man's hand was stroking the half of the plaque stuck sideways on the ground, and his murmur seemed to be choked with sobs.

The rusty word "wind" on the plaque was somewhat unclear. The cold wind ruffled the young man's loose sleeves, and the dust kicked up forced him to squint his eyes, but it just covered up the faint stubborn tears.

"Unfilial Chen'er is back..."

After all, he couldn't help the pain in his heart. The young man staggered and knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the ruins of the sand castle, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

A breath that was colder than the cold wind blowing from the sea of ​​​​blood faintly emerged, rising and rising with the slightly trembling body.

Finally, a long roar hit the sky, and suddenly the blood clouds all over the sky began to ripple.

It turned out that this young man was the son of Feng Wanlin and his wife.

Dust! !

It is said that after he survived that year, he was brought back to the South China Sea by his uncle Bai Ximo. He has been living in seclusion in Cangyun Sect for three years, and now he has escaped back to the desert for some unknown reason.

"Ugh......"

On the blood cloud of Annihilation, a long and faint sigh smoothed the shaking clouds.

Bai Ximo, the leader of the Cangyun Sect, who was dressed in plain robes, looked down at his miserable nephew and couldn't help but shake his head.

Suddenly there seemed to be a hint of dejection, silently adding a few more vicissitudes of life to his already gray temples.

"Brother Bai, it's too early to let him out now." Beside Bai Ximo, a scrawny middle-aged man with a strange appearance said worriedly as he looked at the sad and angry Feng Chen below.

At first glance, the person speaking looked like he was suffering from tuberculosis, but there was an underlying aura of contempt for the world.

As the saying goes, people should not be judged by their appearance, but the truth is true. Although this man looks weird, he is a famous figure in the world, Lei Gong, the leader of the Thunderbolt Hall in Thunder Mountain.

The Thunderbolt Hall is located alone in the Thunder Mountain in the northwest. It enjoys the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and is powerful all over the world. The leader of the hall is extremely unique in thunder skills. His mysterious skills are so powerful that he has few rivals in the world.

It is said that during the catastrophe of the Feng family three years ago, he was the first to arrive with help from his thunder skills. As soon as he appeared, he used the Thunderbolt Hall's unique skill Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique to transform into a magic circle, and promptly protected Feng Chen and others who were already unconscious.

Then he directly used his unique skill, Xue Luo Cang Qiong, and killed Yang Bohuan, the deputy sect leader of the Han Clan, as well as the two guardians and a group of disciples in one fell swoop.

It is said that once the Thunder Skill's Snow Falling Sky appears, and it is possessed by the Nine Heavens God's Thunder Technique, wherever the heart goes, it will be absolutely fatal, and few people in the world dare to touch its edge.

At that time, it was these two great skills that were used together, which frightened everyone from the Han Clan into not daring to step forward, barely saving the remaining bloodline of Fengsha Castle.

"Alas, brother, you don't know something. This child's demonic barrier is getting deeper now. It may not be good for him to be locked up any longer." Bai Ximo sighed softly, his words full of helplessness.

Then, without waiting for Lei Gong to speak, he shook his head again and hesitated: "Besides...forget it, I have no choice but to ask my brother to come and take care of me. "

Lei Gong looked bitter, as if he knew what he was thinking, and he couldn't bear to test: "So, your girl...?"

At this point, Bai Ximo's whole body was shaken, and a strong struggle flashed across his eyes. His already somewhat depressed expression became darker and darker, and the hands on his back slowly dropped down.

"To be honest, brother, Xiaoyu's child is probably in danger. She ran out of blood to save Chen'er. If brother hadn't arrived in time, he and Long'er... exchanged their lives. I'm afraid she would have died three years ago. Just... Sigh!! Even though the old man is forcing his life to continue, he still hasn't woken up, and I don't know how much longer he can hold on." After Bai Ximo finished speaking, he sighed heavily and looked at him with a complicated expression. Somewhere on the horizon.

In his eyes, there seemed to be helplessness, reluctance, and a hint of hope, and there was also some guilt and confusion entangled in his eyes, but in the end they were all washed away by a touch of determination...

"Oh~ Fate, fate..." Lei Gong looked at the direction Bai Ximo was looking in the distance, shook his head and did not disturb him. He just turned around silently and looked at Feng Chen below.

After a long time, Bai Ximo seemed to have gathered his thoughts again, and asked with some melancholy: "Brother, do you think I was wrong?"

This question seemed to be directed at Lei Gong, but it was more like he was mumbling to himself, or was dwelling on something from his past.

"Right and wrong are boundless. Why are you so arrogant? Brother Bai, just have a clear conscience. Go and do what you should do. This child is left to me." Although Lei Gong's words were few and far between, Although I am a widower, I can see straight into my heart.

Sure enough, after Bai Ximo heard this, the determination in his eyes was still a little brighter, and then his face straightened and his dejection disappeared, and he cupped his fist at Lei Gong: "Then there is Brother Lao, this mountain is high and the water is long, if If I can save my body, I will go to Thunder Mountain to express my gratitude in person." After saying this, he turned around and left without any delay.

Looking at the retreating figure of his old friend, Lei Gong remained silent for a long time.

When I turned around, I looked down at Feng Chen who was slowly getting up after venting his anger for a long time. I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh...