Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Bailudong Academy.

on top of the mountain.

"The bones of the body look tough."

Mr. Qi said with a smile.

"Ah."

Wei Zian lowered his eyelids, looking at his swollen palms, the surging power in his body stirred his emotions.

"When will it be done?"

Wei Zian raised his eyes and cast aside the green hills in the distance.

Under the breeze blowing, the green forest is swaying, and the waves are like the sea.

The noon sun did not look bright, but rather pale, and the young man's face became even paler when it shone on.

"are you ready?"

Mr. Qi turned around with his hands behind his back, and there was a comfortable smile on his old face.

Wei Zian didn't speak, but closed his eyes and thought carefully.

Ready?

I'm afraid not.

"Come on, master."

I'm afraid this is the last thing I call master, right?
Wei Zi'an smiled slightly, and suddenly felt that most of the burden on him was relieved.

"it is good."

Mr. Qi trembled all over, lowered his eyes, and just answered softly.

A white rainbow pierced through the sun, and a ray of light rushed straight into the capital.

On this day, there was a lot of wind and rain in Bailudong Academy, and the sound of reading books was like thunder from the sky.

Everyone knows that Universal Invincible has really made a move.

One hundred thousand mountains.

The beautiful shadow is like the moon, half hanging on the horizon.

The corners of Tu Shanqing's mouth were raised, and his crescent-shaped eyes slightly frowned.

"Little guy, let me help you."

The abyss of extreme evil.

The sky is full of black shadows, and the sky is covered with roars, and the mountains are falling apart and the ground is cracking.

In the dark clouds, the blood-red pupils reveal the indifferent lifelong supreme will.

"It's time to get active."

At the same time, all parts of Kyushu seem to feel something, the situation is turbulent, like the end of the world.

People in the capital were in panic, some people hid in their rooms and closed their doors, some people ran wildly on the street, some people faced the wind and rain and burst into tears.

The tallest building in the capital.

Wang Hunzhuo took out his figure from the Tianji Pavilion, and the cold rainwater hit his hands, making a crackling noise.

This ancient city, which has never rained for nearly a thousand years, seems to want to make up for everything before, and the momentum is fierce.

The rain hits the railing, and it goes round and round.

"It's too cold."

Wang Hunzhuo sighed softly, his eyes as calm as an ancient well passed through the rain curtain, and seemed to see the precarious palace all the time.

"It's time to come, it's still here."

The sound was drowned in the rain, and Wang Hunzhuo, who was wearing a black robe, shuttled through the streets and alleys.

He walked very slowly, as if he wanted to take another look at the world on purpose.

Wang Hunzhuo raised his hand to support the wooden table blown by the wind, patted it lightly, shook his head and said with a smile, "Goodbye, old man."

The wooden table was shaking, and the strong wind and rain made the old man's clothes rattle.

Southern royal family.

"have you understood?"

The old emperor was wearing bright armor and held a sword in his hand. His hoarse voice collided with the armor, making a dull sound.

The prince, who was kneeling in front of the old emperor, pressed his head firmly against the ground, his nails digging deep into his flesh and blood without realizing it.

"My child, my child understands."

"baby?"

Emperor Wu shook his head and smiled, "You want to talk about me!"

"I?"

The young emperor who was still ignorant murmured this familiar yet unfamiliar vocabulary softly, and when he came over later, there was no sign of his father in front of him.

From today I am the emperor?

The young emperor was ecstatic, stumbled into the rain, and shouted: "I am the emperor, hahaha!"

The wind suddenly became louder.

"Little sister, little sister finally doesn't have to worry anymore..."

The young emperor burst into tears with a smile, but no one in the huge courtyard knew about it.

……

boom!
The towering towering building suddenly sank, the tiles scattered in all directions, and there was a slap on the ground.

The sound was especially piercing in the lonely alleyway.

"The wind is so strong."

The aged Emperor Wu smiled wretchedly, his crooked figure was like broken bricks and stones.

"Walk with me again?"

There was silence in the street for a while, and then a sigh came.

"The last time."

Wang Hunzhuo walked out of the street corner, his black hair flying in the wind and rain.

"The last time."

The aged emperor looked up into the distance, with a little reminiscence in his eyes.

"I really don't know if the decision I made back then was right or wrong."

call out!
The light flickered, and then a shining blade suddenly pierced in front of the aged emperor.

"Whether it's right or wrong, it doesn't matter anymore."

Wei Zian's eyes were calm, and his silent eyes seemed to be looking at a dying person again.

"Today, you are going to die."

Emperor Wu smiled when he heard the words: "It's not unusual for people like me to live or die."

"It's you."

Emperor Wu looked at Wei Zi'an and said, "You are still young, how could you be willing to be used as a gun?"

"That's not right."

Mr. Qi laughed softly: "We have never forced Zi'an."

"Everything is my choice."

Wei Zi'an gritted his teeth and said, "You can't help yourself in this world."

With his head down, holding the cold blade in his hand, the crimson light of the sword shone on the roof tiles, presenting a strange dark color.

"This time, I live for myself."

Wei Zian raised his head, "Success or failure, life or death, how will you know if you don't try?"

It takes a lot of courage to draw the sword to the sky.

Now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired.

"it is good!"

Emperor Wu clapped his hands and praised, "With a young generation like you, why worry about my Southern Kingdom living under the people for a long time?"

hypocritically?
Wei Zian looked into his eyes and believed it for a while.

Perhaps, he is a good emperor.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will not accompany you."

Wang Hunzhuo bowed and disappeared outside the city.

At the same time, a group of ink shadows exploded bright flowers in the rain.

"you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?!"

Is this Tu Shanqing's voice?

Wei Zian looked back, a little surprised in his eyes.

"Why sir?"

"I can't bear to see the common people in the world."

"Sir please?"

"Let my disciple compete with you."

Mr. Qi turned his head to look at the night, his eyes were shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

slam-la-

The blade of the sword pierced through the rain curtain, and the sword light was dotted with stars, cutting a hole in the night.

The young man raised his sword and slashed down heavily!

In the dark night, people all over the world saw that beam of light.

Then, a hole opened in the sky...

……

The whole book is finished.

See you again.