At this moment, Zhuge Mingkong's eyes were filled with ice, as if all the ice and snow in the world were fused together. But soon, the ice and snow disappeared, and she returned to her dandy and smooth look.
"Okay, let's not talk about this problem anymore. Let's talk about the cliff." Zhuge Mingkong chuckled, then pointed at the cliff and said to Yue Zirong: "Brother Yue, we have only known each other for an hour.
No, it’s impossible for you to ask me to jump off the cliff at this moment, so why don’t we jump together!”
"Okay! One day, I will ask you to repay me for jumping off the cliff with you." Yue Zirong grabbed Zhuge Mingkong's clothes without hesitation and jumped off the cliff.
Immediately, the surrounding scene began to change. A thick blue fog surrounded her, and the sunlight filtered in, giving it an indescribable clarity.
"Yue Zirong, you are quite good." Zhuge Mingkong smiled and turned back, but at this time the boy in white was no longer around. Without hesitation, she walked forward.
The blue mist seemed a little lighter at this time, but it was so strange and beautiful. At this time, she seemed to be unaffected by the fascinating effect of the blue mist, and walked happily.
She walked very fast, and after walking for about half an hour, she saw a thin white figure in front of her.
"Rong Yu." Zhuge Mingkong immediately shouted towards the white figure.
The man immediately turned back, and in an instant, the astonishing splendor lit up the strange thick fog at this time, stunning the time, the gentle years. There was a gentle smile on the young man's face, just like the gentleness of the spring breeze.
Immediately, Zhuge Mingkong threw himself into his arms, shouting in his heart, relatives, relatives!
Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little unexpected about Zhuge Mingkong's embrace. However, he still hugged her tenderly and said softly: "You must have suffered a lot of grievances in the past few hours.
In this case, if you take advantage of me, I won't charge you any money."
A gentle voice, angry words.
Sure enough, it was Rong Yu, the identification was completed.
"Rong Yu, I met someone from the Yue family, and he used spiritual magic to turn into a face exactly like yours." Zhuge Mingkong raised his head and said immediately. She decided to remember Yue Zirong for the rest of her life.
After a hundred years, when she is gone, her descendants will have to dig his grave.
"It's not surprising that spiritual arts have many uses." Rong Yu said warmly.
"Yes! I also saw him using spiritual magic to turn into my face. At that time, I wanted to kick him to death, but I just kicked him." Zhuge Mingkong said again, and then she remembered Feng Feitian and Yuehua.
, immediately asked: "Where are they?"
"You should wait for us at the end of the thick fog, but Zhuge Mingkong, your running skills are really good." Rong Yu knocked Zhuge Mingkong on the head with his hand, with a little smile in his words.
Zhuge Mingkong stroked the place where he was hit on his head. For some reason, there was no trace of anger in his heart, but he felt very happy.
Is this just about comparison?
After meeting Yue Zirong, she really felt that Rong Yu was a good person!
"Let's go quickly! Get the Snowy Holy Lotus and go home as soon as possible. This place is really weird and not suitable for me." Zhuge Mingkong grabbed Rong Yu's arm and walked forward.
After walking a few steps, Rong Yu's voice with a hint of smile came: "Zhuge Mingkong, you went wrong, this is the way."