Volume 2, Chapter 106: Sword Spirit.
Feng He pressed his feet hard, and cracks appeared on the ice.
Then he jumped up.
The whistling wind brushed past my ears.
The hair of the three people danced.
"Bang..." sound.
Landed smoothly.
Ye Tingmu instantly felt relieved.
The true energy in the body dissipated.
The gravity just now disappeared.
He was surprised and patted Feng He quickly.
Jump off its back.
Feng He also let go of his hand, and Chao Xiao fell to the ground.
"Depend on........"
He seldom swears, but at this moment he couldn't help it.
Not to mention that you just picked yourself up so rudely.
Even now, he put himself down so rudely.
He stood up in a panic and was about to say something.
But he noticed that Ye Tingmu and Feng He were staring blankly ahead.
He was surprised and looked up.
The scene before him caused a hint of shock to appear in his two-colored pupils.
Ye Tingmu's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
The top of Nameless Peak.
It's a small pit.
The surrounding rocks surround this place.
Different from the mountains outside.
The stones here are black.
Pure black, as if stained with ink.
And there is no wind or snow.
The snow in the sky was swallowed up by an unknown force before it fell.
Just devour.
The kind that disappears without a trace.
Looking up, I saw the center of the pit.
There is a black fog.
In the middle of the black, a cold light flashed.
With the black fog as the center, dozens of iron chains, as thick as a person's waist, spread out in all directions and connected to the surrounding black stone walls.
Secure it in place.
It was a knife.
A knife emitting a terrifying aura stood between heaven and earth.
There is no wind here.
But you can feel the waves coming towards you.
Look at this blade engraved.
Ye Tingmu actually felt a distortion in the air.
It's like an illusion.
A faint heartbeat could be heard in the black fog.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!!”
The sound grew louder and closer.
The roar echoed again.
The scene in front of me suddenly zoomed closer.
In the black fog, a giant hand, gleaming with darkness, suddenly pounced towards Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu was shocked.
I came to my senses in an instant.
At this moment, he felt his heart beating wildly.
Soon, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He shook his head to regain consciousness.
Chao Xiao was in the same situation. His condition was not much better than Ye Tingmu's.
It was when the two of them were in a trance.
Feng He was approaching the black fog step by step.
His eyes soon turned blood red.
Glowing orange light.
The whole person looked as if he was in a nightmare, with no expression on his face.
Ye Tingmu came to his senses and saw this scene and shouted loudly.
"Second brother, what are you doing?"
"Come back to me?"
He shouted loudly twice.
Feng He didn't react at all.
Ye Tingmu thought to himself that something was wrong.
"broken."
He knew that Feng He must have fallen into a nightmare.
It was just like when he was in the sea of fog in Wanshou Mountain.
He had to stop him.
Nightmares are no joke. If you’re not careful, you’ll be addicted to them forever.
Just as he was about to take a step forward.
A flash of red light appeared in the black fog.
Then an unfamiliar pressure suddenly descended.
Ye Tingmu, who had just taken a step, happened to be enveloped in it.
Boom...with a loud bang.
Ye Tingmu suddenly felt as strong as one hundred thousand.
Almost in an instant.
He fell to his knees.
"ah........"
With great force, he was knocked to the ground.
There was a buzzing sound in my ears.
He actually felt that he could not move at this moment.
He had only felt this way once.
That was what I felt when I saw that woman in Shuiyunjian that day.
Even if it is a territory to be guarded, it only makes oneself unable to move.
But the pressure that fell on him here.
But it is different.
It seems that even time is imprisoned.
Ye Tingmu's breathing also stopped at the same time.
He raised his eyes and saw Feng He approaching the black fog step by step.
I want to shout, but I can't.
The veins at the corners of his eyes were exposed.
His face became hideous.
Trying to break free from this bondage.
The same was true for Chao Xiao beside him.
Also unable to move.
Even if he has already become a saint.
I have double pupils, and they are still useful now.
This is some kind of ancient pressure.
Feng He approached step by step.
The red in his eyes grew deeper.
A hoarse voice echoed in his ears.
It keeps repeating.
"Master, my master, you finally came to me."
"Master, I'm here, please save me, save me out."
Feng He was confused and bewildered.
There was darkness before his eyes.
The voice was so familiar that he couldn't help but want to get closer.
Before he knew it, Feng He had arrived in front of the black fog.
Ye Tingmu's heart was in his throat.
But now he is so powerless.
This pressure made it impossible for him to resist.
The same is true for Chao Xiao.
Gritting teeth.
I couldn't even scream.
Feng He just stretched out his hand.
His five fingers spread out.
A breath of air from the black mist instantly climbed up his palm and lingered on his arm.
The darkness in front of Feng He gradually dissipated.
Instead, there was a light, a warm light.
It was supposed to be a cold winter.
Feng He smelled a whiff of spring breeze.
Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.
The scene before me came into view.
That is the blue sky.
There is a sea of flowers all over the mountain.
It was a peach tree, a very big peach tree.
Feng He was stunned for a moment.
Surprise filled his eyes.
He approached slowly, involuntarily.
As they got closer, a figure emerged from under the tree.
Feng He rubbed his eyes subconsciously.
Look closely.
It was a girl, sitting quietly under a peach tree.
There were countless red silks binding his body.
Wearing a silk dress, she is so eye-catching.
Feng He became even more curious and quickened his pace.
Until we reached the peach tree.
He stopped walking.
The peach blossoms above my head fell down gracefully.
Like snow, but with color.
It also has flavor.
A soft voice sounded from before him.
"Master, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for 20,000 years."
The words are pleasant to the ears.
Feng He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, a piercing pain.
But he didn't know why.
A hint of melancholy also appeared in his deep eyes.
He was stunned for a long while.
He said, "Who are you?"
Suddenly a gust of wind blew.
The woman in front of him slowly raised her head.
That face emerged.
When their eyes met.
The whole world seemed to stand still.
Feng He's eyeballs bulged.
There was shock, surprise, and disbelief in his eyes.
He was too familiar with this face.
As pretty as a peach in spring, and as pure as a chrysanthemum in autumn.
There was expectation in her eyes, but also a hint of resentment.
Feng He took two steps back unconsciously.
Murmuring in his mouth.
“Yan Yan…”
Then he shook his head.
That's impossible. I came here to draw my sword. Yanyan didn't come at all.
They just look alike.
But why does it feel so familiar to him?
His voice trembled as he asked, "Who are you?"
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