Zhi Ying watched him trying to avoid him, unable to suppress the laughter that kept spilling out of his mouth. Ji Li, who was watching, had at least stayed in the mortal world for a while, and could see what was in the porcelain box at a glance.

Little Jinwu's eyes unconsciously showed a hint of sympathy, but he couldn't help but couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Little Golden Crow looked at the sky and silently turned his back to look at the scenery. He glanced downwards and his eyelids twitched. There was no grass left where the strong wind blew. How could there be any scenery to see?

He calmed his breath and deceived himself to admire the scenery.

"Jiejiejie——"

He immediately turned around and saw Zhiying's smile frozen on his face. This voice...

Then came gusts of strong winds, accompanied by screams, like the door to the underworld being opened, and countless evil ghosts and souls rushed out, unscrupulously releasing their long-simmered evil thoughts and resentments, reducing the world to a state of evil.

Eternal hell.

"Strong wind?!"

Zhi Ying screamed in shock, and Little Golden Crow leaned forward and rushed towards her, put his hand through her waist, shouted to Ji Li: "Let's go!" Then he spread his wings and took her deep into the Ruoxie Valley.

She turned back and looked at the dark sky in the distance, her heart sank, and her consciousness sank into Yayoi's scales.

"Yayoi, what can we do to kill Gale?"

Yayoi's transformed form appeared in front of her, her expression as cold as when she first saw her, or in other words, her ruthless indifference to everything. Her face was calm and she raised her hand to conjure up a light mirror, signaling her to look at it.

Although Zhi Ying was anxious, he also knew that the word emotion would not play any role in front of Yayoi, who had no waves in Furui. He could only look at the light mirror according to her wishes, hoping to get answers from her as soon as possible and relieve the current dilemma.

When her eyes fell on the light mirror, she was slightly startled.

In the picture is a huge mountain peak, no, it should be said that it is a furnace, a giant furnace roughly carved out of the entire mountain!

On top of the furnace, a fair and beautiful woman used her fingers to do something, causing the ground fire to burn at the bottom of the furnace. After several winters and summers, the fire was turned off and the furnace was turned on. At that time, tens of thousands of strange stones jumped out of the furnace.

The five-color divine light illuminated the earth. The woman put the tens of thousands of strange stones into the flowing cloud sleeves, and then stepped on the clouds to reach the sky. After the woman left, the remaining light of the stone mountain furnace cauldron behind her did not fade away, and a ray of five-color divine light was thrown into the cloud...

When the last five-color divine light appeared, Zhiying felt a very strange and intimate feeling, but did this have anything to do with the purpose of her coming?

She glanced at Yayoi with dissatisfaction and couldn't help but mutter: "Isn't this the scene of the ancient Emperor Wa refining stones to mend the sky? What does it have to do with the strong wind?"

Yayoi said nothing, her eyes always fixed on the light mirror.

Weaver Ying pouted and had no choice but to continue watching.

The scene turned, and finally the scene of the strong winds in ancient times appeared. The mountains collapsed, the rivers were covered, the lives were devastated, and the ground was thousands of miles away. Compared with the strong winds in their heyday, what we see today is completely pale in comparison.

The king of the human world could not bear the suffering of the common people, so he went alone to the Tiantai Mountain, a forbidden land for the royal family, to seek a solution. After entering the mountain, the king opened the things inside, took them to the sword-making furnace, and forged them into one hundred and eight swords emitting five-color shimmering light.

Arrow.

Seeing this, Zhiying had an epiphany. No wonder the shape of Tiantai Mountain looked familiar. If he looked carefully, it was the same furnace where Emperor Wa smelted five-color stones!

Then, just as she expected, the king handed over arrows and a bow to a young man. The man used his bow and arrow to kill Gale in a swamp, and also killed the monsters that had caused trouble to the world with Gale, and peace returned to the earth.

.

The light mirror disappeared, Weaving Shadow was thoughtful, and just about to open his mouth, Yayoi said: "The arrow that shot Gale was made from the five-color stones left by the kings of the mortal world to mend the sky. Gale is extremely sensitive to the five-color stones, so it is entangled

With you."

Regarding the cause-and-effect relationship she mentioned, Zhiying was both angry and amused: "It is sensitive to five-color stones, and I am not a five-color stone. Why bother pestering me?"

Yayoi looked at her for a moment.

She was so frightened by Yayoi's sight that the scene of the five-colored divine light reflected in the clouds in Tiantai Mountain suddenly flashed through her mind.

It can't be... such a coincidence, right?

Could it be that the colorful clouds are transformed by clouds that absorbed the five colors of divine light?

After successfully whetting her appetite, Yayoi suddenly stopped talking and said calmly: "I will talk to you in detail about this later. If you want to shoot the Gale Soul, you must refine arrows with five-color stones, and there is not enough time now.

, only with Yayoi scales as a medium..."

Weaver Shadow pulled out her consciousness, and the time in the Yayoi Scales flowed extremely slowly. It only took a split second before her consciousness entered the Yayoi Scales. She asked Little Golden Crow to stop: "I have a way to kill the Gale Yuanshen.

"

Little Golden Crow did not stop immediately, but frowned and asked her: "What can I do?"

Weaver Shadow relayed what Yayoi said to him, and finally said: "Since Yayoi has recognized his master, he will only obey one person." Seeing that the deep frown between his brows was still there, she slipped her hand into his palm and scratched it gently.

He scratched his head, softened his voice again, and begged, "Can you agree to this?"

As soon as he felt a little itch in his palm, he reflexively grasped her troubled hand and turned his head to meet her wet eyes. Before he could speak, his heart softened and he sighed feebly: "Defeat."

Here you go."

The person in front of him suddenly showed his face, with a snow-white and soft face, and delicate red lips slightly pursed, like an elegant and bright flower. As long as the wind blows a little, the petals will flutter and spread.

But he knew that at her core, she was not a delicate flower in a greenhouse waiting for others to take care of her. She could fight the storm alone, and grow stronger and more stunning in harsh circumstances.

Little Golden Crow gently pecked the back of her hand, with soft waves in his eyes: "I'll sweep the formation for you."

Zhi Ying's face heated up and she glanced at him, then quietly glanced over there. Seeing that Ji Li's expression was calm, she turned around and looked at him angrily, and said "hmm" like a kitten.

Little Golden Crow was very interested, but now was not the time to tease her.

He reluctantly let go of her hand, turned around, and removed the golden feather barrier. He stretched out his arm, and the basalt was dismantled and reorganized, turning into a long golden chain wrapped around his arm. He prepared for battle solemnly, guarding Weaver Shadow.

side.

Ji Li heard Zhiying's plan and stayed to help in the battle.

The strong wind swept all the way, destroying the pavilions and leaving no grass and trees wherever it passed. Everything was smashed into pieces and mixed with rainwater and swept into the wind, forming a black wave, like an evil beast that had not eaten for many years, exerting all its strength.

It pounces up and swallows the prey in front of it.

As the strong wind approached, Shadow Weaver immediately summoned Yayoi's scale, poured 30% of his original power into it, and then used the method taught by Yayoi to forge it into an arrow in an instant.

She also summoned flowing water to turn into a bow, used ice silk as the string, and guided the bow and arrows. The colorful light flowed on her fingertips, reflecting her snow-white cheeks in a strange way.
Chapter completed!