not good, immortal

Chapter 105 Prophecy
Time and space seem to have crossed again.

A burst of hot and fierce immortal energy directly attacked Feng He's face.

She tried it, but she still lost all her mana and couldn't move, so she had to close her eyes as if resigned to her fate, and let the scorching breath sweep over her.

But there was another white shadow blocking the front.

"Can't you really stop?" The white shadow sighed.

"Stop it, why? Now there are no four seasons, the calendar collapses, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the witches come out. Is it true that on that day, water and fire will merge, heaven and earth will not be distinguished, time and space will be wrong, and then I will think about it. Is it a disaster?"

Although the female voice was no longer gentle, she withdrew her offensive and asked sharply.

Before Bai Ying could speak again, there was a dragon chant from the sky.

The entire space began to sway, and the star trails slowly moved at extremely high and far distances.

Xianle became harsh, the high platform began to collapse, and smoke and dust rose up, covering everything.

"Look, this fate is fixed." In the gray mist, a female voice came faintly.

A sword light flashed.

Feng He suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly touched, and the Chidi Token on the life lamp seemed to be bright for a moment.

This feeling, like where did the call come from?

After a while of dizziness, she found that she was still in the basement, the jade cong was pressed against her chest obediently, and there were bursts of cold touch on the skin.

Baiying, Gaotai, Zhizi, Jianguang, and Xinggui all disappeared.

Everything that happened just now was like a dream.

She collected herself and looked forward, the clay pot was covered with cracks.

Fragments of the mask scratched her palm, and blood dripped down.

At the same time, there was a faint smell of burning from the few strands of hair on his forehead, and most of the dress that had not been damaged in the previous battle was now shattered.

It's not like a dream.

Should be, the environment?

Before Feng He could distinguish it carefully, the ground under his feet seemed to let out a mournful cry, trembling without warning.

……

Lu Gui drew the totem by memory.

He stared at those twisted and twisted lines, this is, the Chidiling that Xiaohe was talking about?

Although I have never seen it recorded in any book, the name does sound very bold.

But Xiaohe, it seems that what he was shown was not a complete pattern, he always felt that there were a few strokes missing on it, and it looked incomplete.

Incomplete runes, how should they be complete?

After a while, Lu Gui picked up the pen and completed the pattern according to the idea in his heart.

The moment the pen tip leaves the paper.

The water glass on the table began to tremble, the glass behind it kept ringing, the walls of the room made dull noises as they squeezed each other, and people screamed from outside the window...

It's an earthquake.

Lu Gui didn't have time to hide, because even more bizarre things happened before his eyes——

On the paper with runes drawn on it, a few wisps of flame suddenly rose.

He subconsciously wanted to cover it with the wool blanket at hand, but when his hand brushed over it, the flame went out in an instant.

Earthquakes have stopped.

There is no trace left on the paper, as if everything just there is an illusion.

"Do you believe in God?"

"Do you believe in unnatural forces?"

"You must not spread the photos outside!"

Xiaohe?

Lu Gui recited the name silently in his heart.

Her words were like a wake-up call, falling in his heart.

So, is there really a god in this world?
……

I don't know which TV nearby, there is the sound of news.

"The following is a brief newsletter. According to the China Earthquake Network's quick report, at 3.7:5 today, a [-]-magnitude earthquake occurred in the waters near Yingzhou Island in Xinhai City, with a focal depth of about [-] kilometers. The city felt the shock... ..."

Feng He changed into a long skirt, holding a clay pot, standing in the yard, a little confused.

The earthquake was not caused by the clay pot?Is the epicenter near Yingzhou Island?
She looked up.

In the high sky, the moon is still as round as a jade plate, with almost no missing corner visible.

But she knew that from the beginning of today, the power of the moon would be greatly reduced.

Sombra who used Moon Soul was also severely injured, and should not appear in the near future.

It's just that the jar is broken... what should I do?
The illusion just now was full of hints, as if reminding her of something, what exactly is it?

This question is really too much.

A car she had never seen before was parked at the gate of the courtyard, and Qi An hurriedly got off the driver's seat.

He sensed that something happened here, but he couldn't use magic spells because of the lack of jade cong, so he was stuck on the road for half an hour and finally arrived.

Seeing that Feng He was fine, the tense expression on the face of Lord She Shen eased somewhat.

Qi An walked up to her, and before he could ask, Feng He told the whole story about Cai Hei Ying.

After the illusion just now, she really didn't want to hear honorifics.

After finishing speaking, she handed over the fragment of the mask and said:
"Don't worry, he won't come again for at least a month. However, if I'm not mistaken, it seems to have the breath of the kingdom of the dead."

"The country of the dead?"

Qi An was still in shock.

He hadn't had time to digest the fact that the cat demon not only defeated the black shadow lightly, but also left behind half of the magic weapon.

But what is the kingdom of the dead?
never heard of that.

A hint of confusion floated on the face of the young She Shen, and Feng He could see it all.

The kid really didn't know.

She sighed, and explained, "More than three thousand years ago, the ten witches were born, and together they summoned the kingdom of the dead from the bottom of the underworld, and made the soldiers of the yin attack the heavens and seize the land. Emperor Jun Shenjun also died in that battle. .”

After all, Fenghe himself felt a little strange.

What happened four thousand years ago is exactly the same as what she saw with her own eyes.

She still doesn't want to believe it... So what Ji Chen said is true?

Qi An nodded, he had heard of the prestige of Emperor Jun Shenjun, "So what's so important about this kingdom of the dead?"

"In that battle, God Emperor Dijun and God Taiyi sealed the Kingdom of the Dead and sank into the depths of the Sea of ​​Wei. However, there is a prophecy that, after a thousand years, the Kingdom of the Dead will make a comeback, and the whole world will fall into a catastrophe. God, none of them will be spared."

Seeing Qi An's solemn expression, Feng He added:
"But the prophecies may not be counted. In ancient times, there were often things that the prophet manipulated the star trajectory to change the fate. The stars are connected. If one star trajectory is changed, the rest will also be affected."

She also doesn't know if anyone has changed this prophecy.

The world is beautiful now, and she doesn't want any changes.

Qi An nodded, but his expression did not relax at all.

He was thinking about whether to contact the gods of various places to deal with this possible disaster, when his eyes just fell on Feng He's hands.

It turned out that the thing covered by her sleeve just now was...

"This clay pot is also that black shadow..." This was too fierce.

"No, after the illusion hidden in the clay pot was activated just now, all the spiritual energy was lost." Feng He didn't explain too much.

Her intuition told her that it would be better for Qi An to know less about this matter.

"..."

Okay, let's get into a category that he can't understand.

Feng He glanced at the clay pot in her hand again, and she can confirm that it has no other value besides being an antique.

But it's fine.

She asked Qi An, "By the way, can you take me to find Ji Chen? I have something to ask him."

"it is good."

The two walked towards the car that could be described as "extravagant" in her old age's eyes.

"Lord Fenghe, you sit in the back seat." Qi An walked around to help her open the door.

"Well, can you just go along with Zhenzhen and call me Xiaohe." Fenghe has a headache, what kind of lady, my lord, it really hurts to hear, is she that old?

"Okay, Lord Xiaohe."

"..."

(End of this chapter)