Unfortunately, they held on tightest and were forced to separate. As soon as she entered the stone gate, Ye Feiran found a strong suction force that directly separated her, Ye Murin and Tian Panxi, which was very domineering. Before they separated, Ye Feiran and Ye Murin communicated with each other in a tacit understanding, and they still said the same thing. "Be careful in everything!" A familiar tearing force of air struck. Ye Feiran realized that he was about to enter the space channel and immediately put up a protective shield. The shape of the protective shield is constantly changing, giving people a sense of déjà vu as if it will break open at the next moment. I don't know how long it took, but a strong suction force directly threw Ye Feiran out of the space channel. With a loud "bang", Ye Feiran's whole body fell directly to the ground, and his whole body was in pain. "Ranran, are you okay?" The mutant nine-leaf red branch asked worriedly. Ye Feiran frowned and waved his hand, "It's okay, just let me slow down." Seeing that there were no wounds on Ye Feiran's body, the mutated Nine-leaf Red Branch couldn't help complaining, "This suction is too strong and doesn't even give us time to react. Damn it!" As the mutated nine-leaf red branch fell, a thunder struck down without warning, directly hitting Ye Feiran and the mutated nine-leaf red branch. Ye Feiran: "!!!" Mutated nine-leaf red branch: "!!!" The unprepared person was covered in charred black, and he was in such a miserable state. However, fortunately, this thunder was relatively gentle, otherwise Ye Feiran would definitely be hit until he vomited blood. After being speechless for a while, Ye Feiran quickly swallowed the pill. She wanted to recover as soon as possible. This place was too weird. It was clear that the sky was clear, but thunder suddenly fell from the sky. After a person swallows the elixir one branch at a time, he will be back to his original state in a short time. Without further ado, they immediately began to survey their surroundings. At this time, they realized that they had landed on an island with endless sea in all directions. "Ranran, where is this and how do we leave?" The mutated nine-leaf red branch looked at the endless sea and felt a little panicked. Ye Feiran frowned, and his expression quickly returned to calmness, "Don't panic, just let nature take its course!" The mutated nine-leaf red branch glanced at Ye Feiran, ashamed of his panic, "Um, Ranran, I'm going to investigate the situation on this island." After the mutated nine-leaf red branch left, Ye Feiran's attention fell entirely on the sea. She explored the sea with her consciousness and saw many creatures living in the sea, and even found a colorful electric eel. "Yuyuan, do you want to find a Taoist companion for you, one whose strength is comparable to yours?" Ye Feiran asked excitedly. Symphony Electric Eel: "..." Didn’t the master just come to a strange place? She was actually in the mood to find a Taoist companion for it! "Master, I don't need a Taoist companion." Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why?" The colorful electric eel was silent for a while and said confidently, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain." Ye Feiran: "..." This reason is absolute, it is simply the rhythm of being single for a lifetime based on your strength! Soon, the mutated nine-leaf red branch came back and said in a very helpless tone, "Ranran, not only is there not a single medicinal plant on this island, but there is not a single magical beast. It is like a deserted island." Ye Feiran was also surprised when he heard what the mutated nine-leaf red branch said. His spiritual consciousness spread directly to the island and directly covered the entire island. The situation was indeed as the mutated nine-leaf red branch said. Faced with this situation, one person and one branch immediately became very energetic and alert to the surrounding situation. At this time, the originally clear sky suddenly turned dark, and thunder was gathering in the clouds. Ye Feiran and the mutated nine-leaf red branch looked up at the sky at the same time, then looked at each other, and spoke at the same time. "Ranran, are you about to break through?" "Little Mengzi, are you about to break through?"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
