As the sky showed whiteness of fish belly, a storm of lightning streaking across the sky like a storm.

Suddenly...

He stopped, and two rays of light under his cloak seemed to be able to penetrate the layers of haze and look into the distance.

"What a powerful force...it's a wonder..."

When his eyes locked on the two figures flying from the opposite side, a strange look appeared deep in his eyes, and he suddenly relaxed and fell to the ground.

With his arms wide open, he seemed to be very friendly and bowed slightly.

Mu Chenxiao didn't expect this person to react like this, and immediately stopped his body and fell into the distance.

But the hostility on his body has not been eliminated.

"Who are you?"

“A guest…”

Feng Qingcheng slowly walked forward with the child in his arms, and a red light burst out from the depths, and he was very surprised.

"You... are from Jiuyou?"

The visitor didn't expect that she could guess where she came from at once, and immediately lifted her cloak in surprise.

"How do you know?"

"Have you met my father?"

The man did not hide it and nodded happily: "It was a one-time relationship."

"What are you doing here?" Mu Chenxiao quietly stopped Feng Qingcheng: "Isn't it here to tell the whereabouts of Emperor Tian?"

"They are for Mu Feng..." Feng Qingcheng Mo Ran looked at the child in his arms with his eyes: "They want to take him away..."

"Zheng..."

Xuanming Blood Evil was instantly unsheathed, and the bitter cold made the man take a step back.

"Don't get me wrong, this time I'm inviting three to the Nine Netherlands..."

"invite?"

"Yes..." The man took a step back again to show his friendship: "I was ordered by the Heavenly Lord... to invite two of you, and this child..."

...

A slight psychological throbbing made Feng Chongtian suddenly open his eyes and look at the nothingness in front of him in disbelief.

"Beautiful..."

After entering Jiuyou, Feng Qingcheng's body suddenly trembled and looked in a direction in a daze.

"father?"

The man who led the way was not surprised and reached out to make a gesture of asking for help.

"Miss Feng, please..."

"I feel my dad..."

"It's normal, because he's here...but we'll send someone to send him to the Heavenly Lord, girl, let's go..."

Feng Qingcheng looked up at the sky and let the snowflakes melt on his cheeks.

"Don't the girl have many questions? I believe the Heavenly Lord will give you the answer..."

"Who is the Heavenly Lord...?"

"Chenjun? Of course, he is the master of all our gods and demons..." The man glanced at her meaningfully and smiled faintly: "He is the real god..."

...

In the cold hall, Feng Qingcheng couldn't find any temperature.

In her understanding, shouldn’t the place where gods live, birds sing and flowers scent, and be as warm as before?

Why is there a dead plant here without any vitality?

"Doesn't it feel strange that it's better to be like hell than to be like heaven?"

A sound of calm clouds and gentle wind suddenly sounded behind Feng Qingcheng, making her breathing stagnant.

She didn't notice anyone approaching at all.

Amid the sound of clothes and flies, a man in white barefoot came leisurely with his black hair scattered on his head.

His face was extremely handsome, his skin was transparent and he was broken. In his deep eyes, it seemed as quiet as if there was no boundary.
Chapter completed!