Honghuang: Wen Zhong was robbed, and I can’t live with his father anymore

The voice of Feng Wuji sounded.

"Already according to your plan, in the core land of the Heavenly Dao, leave that name.

Wen Changsheng nodded in satisfaction, with a triumphant smile on his face.

Drawing

the emperor back with the Mountain and Sea Scriptures is the sound of the east hitting the west

! And Feng Wuji's last blow

is his third step

! Directly smashing the yellow dragon

! "Good! Welcome back!"

Flood famine.

A place that cannot be bound by words, even the rules of time and space.

Avenues crisscross. Endless Dao, intertwined with billions of large nets, covering everything.

If there are flood creatures who come here, they will be shocked beyond belief.

This place is filled with the breath of the Dao, and all the Dao rules and avenues represented by countless cultivators, creatures, and all things in the Flood Barren Heaven and Earth, and even throughout the ages, can be seen here.

This place is like a temple of ten thousand paths, and people can easily observe various avenues.

......

It's the same place for eternity, and it's hard to change in hundreds of millions of years.

But this day changed abruptly.

A name suddenly sounded in this strange place.

"Mu Yaoyao!" was

just a voice at first, but soon, one voice after another began to sound!

"Mu Yaoyao!"

And then!

Billions of voices call at the same time.

"Mu Yaoyao!"

When the first voice sounded, countless Dao sensed the changes in this place and changed somewhat.

Some of the ways began to move, while others began to roar.

As if trying to judge this sound, it seemed to have an adverse effect on the place

, but soon,

the Tao returned to calm.

What is the impact of a single voice?!

The voice began to fill this mysterious, untroubled space!

"Mu Yaoyao!" "

Mu Yaoyao!"

Under the layers of avenues, three thousand roads are under the cage.

An extremely private space.

A silhouette sat in front of a stage.

Three thousand green silks hang down around the waist and scatter behind the shoulders.

A white mask is worn on his face, covering the entire face, not seeing his true face, not knowing the beauty and ugliness.

Above the white mask, there is no shape or pattern, like a blank piece of paper, but there is a mysterious vortex that is constantly changing.

Her body is dressed in a colorful Taoist robe, the pattern on the Taoist robe is born from the transformation of the Dao Dao, and the silk thread of the sewing robe is actually made of 3,000 Dao!

There are lights and shadows constantly emerging above the Daoist robe, there are nine heavens, there are flood barren mountains and rivers, there is the land of the dark yellow spring, and there are ancient stars hanging in the sky....

It was as if the entire flood and desolate world had turned into light and shadow, shrouding her body and adding brilliance to it!

She sat on the ground, her robe covering her legs, and she fell to the ground.

In a trance, doubts will sound from under the white mask.

"Who am I? Why can't I always remember?"

For

hundreds of millions of years, she didn't know how many times she had asked this answer, but she never had an answer.

I don't know when it started.

She has forgotten countless things, and she has forgotten many things.

But in her memory, there was always a voice.

A voice she had long forgotten where it came from.

She once said to her: "A living being, no matter what his feet are, no matter what his fate is, can never forget who you are!" She

remembered that there was content behind that sentence, but she couldn't remember it anyway.

But this sentence has plunged her into never-ending distress.

Every time she thought about it, she felt that the answer was on her lips, but she couldn't remember it.

So she kept thinking

! kept asking! kept remembering

!

.

. Time doesn't make sense here, but everything about her doesn't even make sense.

But this question became her only meaning.

As if she exists to understand this problem!

...

Her ears moved, and she heard the cry clearly.

"Mu Yaoyao—

" "Mu Yaoyao—"

When she heard this voice for the seventh time, she felt that this name was more and more familiar!

So she racked her brains to think about it.

On the colorful Daoist robe, along with her seriousness, there were mysterious changes

! The countless floods and barren landscapes, all things, and stars seemed to come to life! The countless

avenues that turned into patterns were also awakened and began to show their power

! So! Beyond her,

the Dao rules and avenues that pervaded the space roared and vibrated in unison!

It was as if endless power was called by her to help her recall her memory!

"Mu Yaoyao?!" "No, it shouldn't be Mu Yaoyao

!" "I seem to be about to remember!"

Imperceptibly.

The avenues and roads in this place had already formed a fixed order a long time ago.

At this moment, under the influence of the woman, the rhyme between the avenue and the avenue pervades, and the truth began to clash and collide

! The place that had been calm for countless years was as if a storm had blown up the avenue in an instant! The

terrifying power, explosion, and roar spread throughout all space

! As if the order was disordered!

In the midst of chaos.

On the one hand, Hongjun used supreme magical powers to slow down the convergence of the long river of time and space that had been truncated by him countless years ago.

While continuing to use supreme divine thoughts, overlooking the long river of time and space, searching for the origin of Wen Changsheng.

Suddenly

, the breath on his body was disordered, and his mana appeared like a violent walk.

"Not good, the Heavenly Dao is suddenly in chaos! What's going on?" When

he felt a little, he was shocked.

"Isn't he already sealed by me, how can he become active?" "

Not good, I must immediately catch up with the Purple Xiao Palace, stabilize the Flood Barren World, and think of sealing Him again!"

Meanwhile.

In the midst of the flood, there was also chaos!

Countless immortal gods, looking at the ancient stars, suddenly moved wildly, and the trajectory of the movement was chaotic, and they were all shocked.

"What's going on, the orderly movement of the primeval stars represents the stability of the Heavenly Dao!

The original day and night were reversed, and spring, summer, autumn and winter also began to become chaotic with the disorder of the primeval stars.

Just now the sun was still there

, and in an instant it turned into the moon! One moment it was spring, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a bitter winter

! There is also a place, this place is autumn, that place is summer, one moment is day, and in an instant it is night

! There are also many other phenomena such as the vicissitudes of the sea, the retrograde of the great river, the drying up of the great river, the floating of the valley, and the transformation into high mountains!

I've crossed several calamities, and I've never seen such a celestial phenomenon!" "

Just now I was still a lake in front of my door!

Netherworld.

Visions are also born.

......

Finally got it.

The woman seemed to remember something.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a picture appeared in front of her.

In the middle of a high mountain.

She had just been born, ignorant and ignorant, and came out to tour the world.

A certain day.

Met a man in white.

When she saw him, she seemed to see endless changes.

There seemed to be something new about him that she had never seen before.

He ignored her at first.

She followed him all the way.

He couldn't help but ask her.

"What's your name, what are you following me for?" she

thought for a moment, answering only the first question.

She reached out and wrote a celestial word in the air.

The first time she wrote, her first stroke was somewhat tilted.

He spoke.

Your name is 夭夭?"

....

The woman waved her hand, and the picture disappeared.

It was as if across countless years she was answering that question.

"No, I'm not called Mu Yaoyao. My name is Mu Tiantian!"

......