Chapter 228: Nightmare
Luo Yiheng smiled as always: "Hahaha, okay!" β
The battle between the first and second on the Phantom Yuan List suddenly pushed the atmosphere here to a climax, and everyone forgot that this was the front yard of the Yun family and forgot to persuade them to fight.
At this moment, a powerful aura shook down, and immediately suppressed this climax, except for the heroes on the Phantom Yuan list, everyone was prostrate on the ground, and even the confinement on Mo Ziyu's body was shaken off, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
The only exceptions are Cheng Qixue and Mo Zhiyu, Cheng Qixue has the strength to be on the list, but Mo Zhiyu is just barely supporting, and his legs are almost stiff.
Then a loud voice sounded: "You have come from afar, please go to the wing room to rest first." Then an old man fell from the sky onto the roof, looking down at the crowd below like a god.
"Cloud Gate Great Elder Yun Shu, one of the strongest people in the world, the realm of creation." Gongsun Yunjie muttered beside Mo Zhiyu.
"The Great Elders of the Cloud Gate are all so powerful, isn't the Cloud Gate Master even more powerful?" Because Mo Zhiyu was suppressed by the breath, he couldn't speak, so he could only transmit his voice to Gongsun Yunjie.
Gongsun Yunjie looked at him in surprise and said, "Yunmen does not have a door master, because of the respect for the Yun family, so the head of the Yun family is respected, and the first person in the Cloud Gate is the Great Elder." By the way, you don't even know this? β
"I've been focusing on my cultivation, and I don't care much about the news." Mo Zhi's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.
This powerful aura was withdrawn later, and everyone was honest. Then Yun Shu flew to the ground from the roof, and several people who were similar to stewards immediately stood behind him, all of them had extraordinary breaths, and I am afraid they were all inferior to the Phantom Yuan Realm.
Then Yun Shu said lightly: "You young ladies should also know what this gathering is for, so what kind of competition is left for later, now, please go back to their respective courtyards with the attendants first." β
As Yun Shu spoke, the stewards behind him stood up, walked towards the people present, gathered the people from various sects, and left in batches.
Two stewards walked to Wuyan and Luo Yiheng. Luo Yiheng smiled at Wuyan and said very heartily: "It seems that we have to wait for next time." Then he looked back at Zhu Piaopiao, who was about to leave, and said, "Miss Zhu San, next time~" Zhu Piaopiao heard this, and immediately glared at Mo Ziyu.
Then Luo Yiheng laughed and left with the steward, and the people from the Sword Heng Sect immediately followed.
Wuyan glanced at Cheng Qixue, then silently followed the steward to leave, and at the same time beckoned to Mo Zhiyu.
Without the suppression of that breath, Mo Zhiyu naturally resumed his actions, he waved goodbye to Sheng Dongxing and his wife, and then ran to Wuyan's side, raised his eyebrows at Wuyan, and said, "Senior brother, I still have to prepare lines next time I play handsome." β
Wuyan glanced at him indifferently and did not speak.
With this farce during the day, the Yun family seemed to be very angry, and they didn't even set up a feast at night, and directly distributed the food to the small courtyards where the various sects lived.
The Yun family's small courtyard was also set up in formation, and it was very warm. So after taking a comfortable bath, Mo Zhiyu fell asleep with peace of mind.
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In the dark night, walking on the dark mountain road, he heard the waves. The sky, cloudless and starless, only hung with a bright moon, and he was finally about to come to the end of the road.
It's a cliff by the sea, he's been here. In that lifetime, he fell from here.
And now, there was a man standing on the edge of the cliff, wrapped in a black robe.
"Who are you?" He asked.
The man didn't answer, and slowly turned around.
There was a "bang", the waves crashed on the shore, and the tide rushed into the sky behind the man. He saw that the man was wearing a strange mask, which covered three-quarters of the man's face.
However, he felt that he should know this person.
"Who the hell are you?" He continued to ask.
The man still did not answer, but his eyes lit up like melted gold.
"Zheng!"
The sound of the piano came from nowhere, instantly shattering the scene.
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Mo Zhiyu opened his eyes suddenly, his chest rose and fell violently, and he patted his chest and breathed a few breaths.
Is this also called a nightmare?
At this moment, however, he heard a soft voice, which seemed to come from far away, and the sound of the piano was murmuring, soft as water.
The meow ball, who was sleeping on the table, moved his ears, suddenly opened his eyes, and jumped off the table with a meow, and jumped out of the window directly.
"Where are you going?" Mo Zhiyu immediately casually put on a piece of clothing and chased out.
This is the Yun family, if something happens, even if Tianjian Mountain comes forward, it will be difficult to explain!
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Under the cliff, the waves are stormy, and above the cliff, one person is independent.
The masked man looked into the distance and did not speak, but a voice came from his body: "It's actually you who is chasing." β
A woman walked slowly from the forest, and although it was winter, she was still wearing a thin red dress, only symbolically draped a little fluff over her body, and her forehead had a clear cherry blossom pattern.
"I said, who is so bold as to dare to use illusions on the territory of the Yun family." The woman walked towards the masked man, "I haven't seen you in many years, why did you come back?" β
The masked man turned to look at the woman, and said in a flat voice: "Amnesiac fox, do you really want to keep losing your memory like this?" β
The woman smiled slightly: "Although I forgot why I drank the water, but since I drank it, I definitely won't regret it." So don't use this kind of words to confuse me, I'm the ancestor of the charmer! β
The only part of the masked man's mouth turned up, "Say", "I forgot, your name is now, Yun Youyou." β
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Mo Zhiyu chased the meow ball all the way through the complicated backyard, and he noticed that the huge back garden of the Yun family actually implied a magic circle, but the path of the meow ball perfectly avoided the traps implied in the garden.
Could it be that this is the intuition of the divine beast?
But the sound of the piano was getting closer and closer.
After climbing over a rockery, Mo Zhiyu finally chased after Meowball, but as soon as he reached out to grab it, Meowball grunted forward and fled into the small pavilion facing the canal in front of him, and fled behind the hanging gauze curtain.
The sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.
Mo Zhiyu saw that there was a petite shadow on the gauze curtain, and deduced that it should be a child, and then the other party spoke, his voice was as clear as water, and there were no waves like water, and it seemed that no matter how big the wind and waves were, they couldn't set off a trace of waves: "Mo Zhiyu, when you return from the desert, I will tell you all the answers." β
Although this voice is old, it is obvious that it is still a child, a girl. The little girl, speaking like this, he suddenly judged that this was Yun Shi, the unborn genius of formation cultivation, the head of the contemporary Yun family.
Also his fiancΓ©e.
Mo Zhiyu saw a corner of plain clothes, a pair of slender hands, and a slightly upturned corner of his mouth. - Next chapter, "Cloud Poems"
(End of chapter)