Raising Kun Daily

Opposite to the shadow of the chrysanthemum flower cloud and water, on the diagonal corner of the alkali city, the black haze is probing downward from the dome.

The city is experiencing turmoil, countless magical creatures have emerged, and the robot police are exhausted.Even under such circumstances, there are still careful people who discovered those shadows out of the instinct of fear of death.

"What is that?"

The office worker murmured, he didn't know where the briefcase was lost, and the shadow flying in the clouds enveloped him all the time, like a kind of shelter, and like a kind of blessing, the shadow was still becoming clear and solid.

Everywhere in the city, the wonderful shadows seem to be refined, gradually showing their respective appearances——

dream.

[Nightmare] Approaching.

Alkaline City is waking up.

In the building of Beihai Science and Technology, Xie Peifeng, who witnessed the scene of huge fish and birds flying into the sky with his own eyes and was gently surrounded, suddenly rolled down a string of tears in his eyes.

"... Nannan, but I don't know how to dream."

He is dreamless.

"Yeah." The Dream Lord responded softly, "But, I'm the best at dreaming."

"I share the dream with you, please dream with me."

He straightened up and turned the boss's chair around. His face that had been expressionless all year round was actually a little childish at this moment.That is what he got from Xie Peifeng in the past years, and now, he uses it as a lead to rekindle the naive guide who gave him.

"Xie Peifeng, come with me."

He took Xie Peifeng's hand and said briskly.

"It's still a long way from Beihai to Nanming, we need to hurry up."

The black tornado began to sweep across the world, gradually approaching from outside the city to the city.On the high-rise building on the edge of Alkali City, the high-level executive who had completed the attraction ceremony sat down slumped. Even at this moment, he still held the Xuantian Sword tightly in his hand, as if he was holding a wishful thinking.

can't let go...

It's his!It's his dream!

The higher-ups didn't notice that as the alkali city woke up, a shadow gradually appeared around him. The shadow was narrow and long, as bright as autumn water, and it was clearly a sword.The sword called to him with a faint whistling sound, but the higher-ups ignored it at all.

However, amidst the mournful sound of the sword, the senior management only felt sharper and sharper pain from the right hand holding the sword.He yelled, roared, tied his hands and sword tightly together, exhausted all means, but still couldn't stop the dream from leaving.

"Xuantian... Xuantian!"

The higher-ups wailed.

"I cherish you so much! I gave up my dream to accommodate you! Why can't you..."

The sound of Xuantian Sword's chirping sound, Jie Ao will not move his face.

It doesn't know the cherishment of the high-level, and it doesn't understand the pain of the high-level. The only thing in its sword heart is the infinite admiration and loyalty to the forger.For countless days and nights, the implementer used the furnace to calcinate it, and melted it into the universe, the Taoist heart, it is the Tao of the implementer Xie Tunan, and it is also the dream of the implementer Xie Tunan.

The minister died for the king, and it guarded the heart of the sword for Xie Tunan.

Finally, the high-level executives could no longer grasp this dream that did not belong to him, and the Xuantian Sword flew across the entire city, leaving him alone, lying on his back on the high-rise building.

The black mist approached, and the branches hung down, and he smiled miserably.

... also good.

However, he did not die, and the unformed sword suddenly lifted him up, desperately leading him to a safe place in the city.Feeling the howling wind blowing past his side, the higher-ups murmured.

"Long Sang Sword..."

The dream that was abandoned by him, at the last moment, still did not give up on him.

On the top floor of the Beihai Science and Technology Building, an entire glass wall suddenly shattered, but these fragments did not hurt the people in the room, but fell off one after another, turning into crystal butterflies.The big toon named "eight thousand years old" has extended the flower shadow here, and countless birds are singing the name of the toon tree in the flower shadow.

[Eight thousand years old - eight thousand years old -]

Amid all this, Xie Tunan reached out to Xie Peifeng.He had the sky behind him and a smile on his face.

"—Xie Peifeng."

"—Let's fly."

fly.

Those who go to interest in June also!

How could Xie Peifeng reject Xie Tunan?Amidst the bright birdsong and fish song, he stood up and moved forward. This movement seemed to be in slow motion, and it was like a frame-by-frame silhouette. The silhouette flipped, and the film moved forward. Then at a certain moment, their hands shook hands.

All of a sudden, the dust of wild horses, the breath of creatures, everything was vigorously sprouting, and the eight-thousand-year-old flower shadow completely submerged the entire building, and also submerged the two people who fell from the building.The shattered glass first turned into a butterfly, and then into a wind flower, dragging a long, fluffy light tail outside the building.

Xietunan fell downwards.

Xietunan did not fall.

Kunpeng picked him up and put him on the top of his head cherishingly, and the fins by the waves slammed the circular icon of Beihai Technology on the building.One of the nails that fixed the icon was loosened, and the icon circled around the only remaining nail for a circle. The Kunpeng on the icon with a butterfly tail flew away from the North Sea!

A large group of butterflies surrounded this big fish that took off, this big bird with wings spread, and Xie Tunan was in it, full of vigor, as if he had returned to the moment when he reached the summit in "Hanging Sky".

But at this time, Kunpeng was no longer his enemy, but his June, his lover.

The strong wind rolled up the corner of the dream master's clothes, like the white clothes of the blower, only to hear the blower call out in high spirits——

"Sword come!"

Going there in an instant, arriving in an instant, Xie Tunan double-handed the Hanging Sword!

The Xuantian Sword was so excited that it hummed continuously, and it finally returned to the sword master's hands. As the sword master's only... Huh?only?

Xuantianjian protruded a sword energy, and touched Xie Tunan's other hand like a human reaching out a small hand.

The other hand holds the lid of the pot.

Hanging Sword: "..."

ah! ! !The sword master cheated! ! !

Riding on the Kunpeng, holding the hanging sword and hanging the pot, Xie Tunan looked at the black mist falling in the distance.He just felt that something was missing, and the next second, a cat meowed into his ears.

"Meow-"

Thirty, the little white cat, also climbed up the tall building at some point, and lay on the top with its four paws clasped. It looked precarious, but it stabilized quickly.Its body gradually elongated, and its snow-white fur was covered with a layer of moonlight. When its brilliant wings spread, it opened its golden animal pupils and flew towards Xietunan without hesitation.

Riding on the Kun and swinging, holding the Hanging Sword in hand, worshiping the Moon Beast and stepping on the wind, the genius weapon master of the Xuantian Weapon Sect——

It's for Xie Tunan!

The "Hanging Sky" monsters in the city became restless, and the emperor was floating above their heads; the people in the city who were flustered by the mutation also stopped, staring blankly at the scene in front of them that had surpassed their understanding.

"Spirit fish." Xie Tunan called softly, and the virtual projection immediately floated beside him, smiling slightly.

"What are your plans?"

"Inform all residents of the city to return to the building. There may be strong winds and vibrations in a while, don't be afraid, it will pass soon."

Lingyu led the way, and the sweet female voice quickly informed the whole city.

[Dear residents, an urgent announcement is now issued——]

The crowd dispersed quickly, the city became quiet, and the black mist of [Yan] kept approaching. Kunpeng uttered a cry, as if asking Xie Tunan when to attack.

Xie Tunan could hear a bit of anxiety and sadness in this tweet.

They once fought hard against this terrifying monster, but they failed, and the scars of failure are still painful today.

"No, it won't be like last time."

Xie Tunan comforted softly.

"We have "Xuan Tian", we are stronger than last time."

Jinlun's bright black pupils were full of trusting emotions, and the big fish let out another long moan, this time asking Xie Tunan when he would face the battle.

Xie Tunan closed his eyes.

"Before, I was wrong. [Nightmare] is associated with dreams, and it is difficult to eliminate, but if the goal is only to repel, it will be very promising."

"so……"

He opened his gray pupils, and at this moment, the magnificent colors of the extreme sky were reflected in these pupils.Kunpeng carried him towards the falling black mist with the momentum of no return, but Xie Tunan waved his hand in the opposite direction, and the Gushe Observatory in the distance seemed to tremble slightly.

The snow-white skeleton jumped up from the ground with a "whoosh" and rubbed its bald head.

"What's going on? Shock me." (What's going on in Sichuan-Chongqing dialect)

The tremors became more and more intense. Under the gaze of the skull's black eye sockets, he saw that the flying saucer-shaped watchtower was breaking away from the ground, rising slowly to the highest point, the position of the sun.

The sun was glaring, and the skeleton looked up with its hand bones covering its eye sockets.

Flying birds circling and clamoring, bacteria and mayflies living and dying, the big toon named "eight thousand years old" loosened its root system hugging the earth, and the whole city rose slowly amidst the roar, and then retreated.

—is the escape of a city.

In the opposite direction of the city's itinerary, Xie Tunan rode on Kunpeng's back, and slowly spit out a few words.

"...Alkali City, pull out the anchor."