Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 420: Saran and Mika

Watching the god of death approaching the stairs step by step, the old ancestor of the resentful spirit glared at Qu Shanlian in annoyance and thought to himself, "It's all your fault for rushing me. Can't we open it when we get to the fifth floor?"

Qu Shanlian shrugged his shoulders and responded, "Who would have thought that you, Hongchen Yaoyang, could only awaken these six levels?"

Yes, who could have thought that an inexplicable cold snort from below would directly hit back at him, Hongchen Yaoyang?

Seeing that more than ten vengeful spirit slaves were difficult to resist, the vengeful spirit ancestor shouted:

"Hold on, fight back! We can't let him get to the fifth floor!"

At this point, several resentful spirit ancestors, along with Qu Shanlian and the only two remaining four-winged angels, launched an attack at the same time, blocking the two Death Gods in place!

 …

When Qin Feng saw the eyes of the vengeful spirit ancestor cast towards Qu Shanlian behind the god of death, his heart suddenly shuddered. He seemed harmless and stood beside the black unicorn with a relaxed look, but his attention had long been focused on Qu Shanlian!

When the Grim Reaper's scythe powerfully chopped down two four-winged angels, Qu Shanlian also moved.

Seeing Qu Shanlian take two steps forward and come behind the God of Death and suddenly swing a large black sickle at the head of the God of Death, Qin Feng didn't have time to think about it. He dodged the protection of the black unicorn and came behind the God of Death. He set up a Ruyi Shuttle and took Qu Shanlian's full-strength attack!

How could he withstand such a heavy blow? In just one blow, the Ruyi Shuttle was shattered, and he was also blasted away by the huge impact force and fell towards the Yin-Yang Well!

Qu Shanlian was also shocked by this sudden change. Then the Grim Reaper turned around with his scythe raised. He was so scared that he didn't have time to think about it and let the corpse of the fire elf beside him be the scapegoat. Only then did he escape!

Qin Feng was knocked flying, his internal organs and bones were all shattered, and once again turned into a mess.

The excruciating pain made Qin Feng faint, and he had lost all consciousness while in mid-air!

 …

"Huh? This is it?"

When Qin Feng woke up slowly, a huge battlefield appeared in front of him. It was obvious that this battlefield had just experienced a fierce battle, and both sides suffered casualties. At this time, the troops had already been called off, and thousands of people were divided into two sides!

And isn’t this battlefield the very top of the Yin-Yang Well?

The two camps are the Undead and the Wrathful Spirits!

At this moment, in the center of the venue, two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, were facing each other.

The man was carrying a huge scythe of death on his shoulder, and behind him stood a little old man in his sixties wearing a black cloak and a majestic black unicorn!

The Grim Reaper's scythe was obviously the object held by the Grim Reaper, and the black unicorn was the black unicorn that once protected Qin Feng!

The old man was not tall, only about 1.56 meters tall. Although he had a cloak wrapped around his head, some of his silver-white hair and beard were still hanging out. His bloodless face and hands had skin as dry as bark, but the divine corpse fire in his eyes was as red as blood.

This is a divine corpse, holding a shiny black bone short staff. On the top of the staff is a crystal stone that looks like a child's head and is extremely conspicuous and looks very strange!

The woman from the Wraith Clan they were facing was dressed in white, with white hair draped over her shoulders, a crystal-clear crown of branches and leaves on her head, a two-meter-long white jade staff in her hand, and two eight-winged angels behind her.

These two eight-winged angels, one has a sword and shield hanging on the side of his body, and the other has a 13-foot-long silver spear on his back, and their bodies are emitting snow-white fluorescence!

One was black and the other was white, facing each other, and they were talking, but their voices were very low, and only they and Qin Feng who was nearby could hear them!

Why is Qin Feng so close? Because Qin Feng has already felt that this is not real. Maybe it is a dream, maybe it is an illusion, or maybe? ?

No matter what it is, the scene before our eyes is happening very realistically!

"Miga, why? Why? Do you and I really have to fight to the death?"

Looking at the man with an anxious look on his face but having to lower his voice, Qin Feng already felt the man's helplessness!

Mika stared at the man's eyes with affection, but there was a deep contradiction in his eyes:

"Sarang, me me me!!! You have to know that our families have been at loggerheads since our ancestors! I don't want this to happen, but what can I do?"

After hearing this, Saran lowered his head and shook his head:

"Why? Why is this happening?"

Slowly, Saran raised his head, looked at Miga affectionately and said slowly:

"Miga, do you remember the first time we met?"

Mika looked longing and nodded slowly:

"Yeah! You and I were very young back then!"

At this point the painting style gradually changes, and a small dark cave appears. Inside the cave, two children appear!

Saran continued:

"Yes! I remember the adults were fighting desperately, and I was so scared that I hid in a cave. The first thing I saw was you curled up in the depths of the cave. You looked so scared, but I was scared too. The cave was very small, and I was scared, so scared that I wanted to get into the innermost part! It was you who leaned against the wall of the cave, leaving a small space for me. We just leaned against each other, and no one spoke until there was no movement outside!"

At this point, Saran's eyes suddenly brightened:

"For two whole days, you and I didn't say a word, and we didn't dare to move!"

Mika also looked forward to it and suddenly smiled:

"Well! Let me speak first! What's your name?"

Saran shook his head:

"No, the first thing you asked me was: Who are you?"

Mika continued:

"Yeah! I asked who you are and what's your name?"

At this point the painting style gradually changes, and a small dark cave appears. Inside the cave, two children appear!

"My name is Saran!"

"My name is Mika!"

"Are you going to kill me?"

"I don't like killing people, I won't kill you! Will you kill me?"

"I don't like killing people either, and I won't kill you!"

"then what should we do?"

"I do not know either!"

"Why do our two tribes have to fight and kill each other when they meet?"

"Yeah? But only the clan leader can stop everyone from fighting and killing each other!"

"Well! Then let the clan leader stop the fighting and killing!"

"I dare not. The clan leader is very fierce!"

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"Then I will be the clan leader. If I become the clan leader, I won't have to kill anyone!"

"Yes! Then I will be the chief too. When we both become chiefs, there will be no more fighting, right?"

"Okay! It's a deal!"

"Yeah! Pinky promise!"

"Hook? What for?"

"Oh! A pinky promise means you must do what you say!"

"Yeah! Let's pinky promise!!!"

 …

"It's time to go, there's no one outside!"

"Will we ever meet again?"

"Hmm!!!! Oh, do you know the Yin Yang Tomb?"

"Yeah! I've heard of it, but I've never been there!"

"Then let's make an appointment. Ten years from now, at the beginning of the first lunar month, we will meet at the northernmost part of the Yin-Yang Tomb, okay?"

"Yeah! Okay! Do as you say!"

"Yeah! Pinky promise!"

"Another pinky promise?"

"Hook!"

"Okay! Pinky promise!"

At this time, the style of the painting changed again. A young man was sitting on a stone. He was looking at the boundless gray space in front of him with a warm face, as if he was waiting for something. He looked left and right from time to time, full of anticipation!