Chapter 360： crazy (1/2)
? Looking forward, there is a dead silence on Liuren Mountain.
In the pool of blood, lying in the blood stream or lying on one body after another, tens of thousands of people across the mountain are bleeding, the body is stiff, and stunned to death.
I do not know how long it has been.
Until the sunset, when the dusk came, the talents on Mount Liuren awakened one after another, one by one, but horrified, their hearts were frustrated, which not only made their consciousness a little fuzzy, but also the internal blood and even the spiritual power were abnormal , The station is also unstable.
No one knows what happened.
They recalled, the memory was also very chaotic, just remembering that the ancient Qingfeng jumped inexplicably into the air at that time, and then ... if the sun fell, the twilight fell, and then there was no more ...
and many more.
Where is the ancient breeze?
The twelve Chixiao people were still there, the old ancestor of Zhuzhu was also there, and Shui Yunruo, Lan Feier, Chen Yue, and others, even Huo De, were still there, but the ancient breeze disappeared.
Similarly, no one knows how he disappeared.
Even the twelve Chixiao people did not know. They were the last to faint and awakened the earliest. As for where the ancient Qingfeng went, they did not know.
”Grandpa Ziyang, seniors, Gu Qingfeng ... what exactly is it?”
Lan Feier sat paralyzed on the ground, looking very embarrassed, looking at the twelve Qixiao people, and asked numbly.
The twelve Chixiao people shook their heads and responded, ”I don't know.”
do not know?
Lan Feier and others wondered if they heard it wrong.
What does not know?
Even who is the ancient breeze, do you twelve Chixiao people kneel and salute others?
The twelve Chixiao people only knew that Gu Qingfeng had the Red Seal.
As for who they are, they really don't know, only that the existence of the ancient Qingfeng is terrible and terrible, and the tone and eyes act like a person.
They just didn't dare to ask, and then they looked at Huo De.
Huode squatted on the ground, washing the blood in his ears, nose, and nose, and cursing in his mouth: ”Your uncle, again ... Lao Tzu should not come.”
not far away.
”Old ancestor! Old ancestor! You ... ohh! You finally woke up.”
Xia Pan'er was surprised when he saw the ancestor of Zhu Zhu awake.
Pai Zhu's ancestor got up, staring at his eyes as if looking for something, looking for a while, if he didn't find it, he asked, ”What about that person?”
”Father, are you looking for ... for Gu Qingfeng?”
”What about others?”
Xia Pan'er shook his head and responded, ”I don't know, we don't know the whereabouts of Gu Qingfeng.”
Perhaps it was certain that Gu Qingfeng had left, and Zhu Zhu's ancestor slumped on the ground as if relieved of his weight, and murmured: ”If not, just fine ...”
”Old man, do you know Gu Qingfeng? Who is he?”
”Who is he?” The old ancestor of Zhu Zhu looked dismayed, shook his head, and murmured: ”This question is well asked, who is he ... I don't know who he is, I don't know ... I really don't know.”
”I don't know? You don't even know who that guy is, ancestor, why are you scared to death?”
”I don't know, I really don't know ... I don't know.”
The old ancestor of Zhuzhu seemed to be frightened, but just shook his head, whispering in his mouth, not knowing the three words.
Like the twelve Chixiao people, he really did not know who Gu Qingfeng was.
To be precise, he didn't want to know, nor did he dare to know.
Yes.