The Domain of God

Another year …

It was another snowy night.

It was especially cold today, so cold that Wu Feng curled up in a corner and shivered. The dog let out a whimper and curled up in Wu Feng's embrace.

This night, for some reason, was especially difficult to bear. Even though Wu Feng was shivering cold, he …

However, he was incomparably clear-headed and worried.

The wind carry the noise, the noise, it is already midnight

Wu Feng raised his head from under the quilt. He wanted to see what exactly had happened tonight and why it was so noisy. This was too rare for the Nanyang City. It could even be said that this was the first time such a noisy night had occurred in the past thirty odd years.

The door suddenly burst open, and a gust of cold wind, accompanied by a large amount of snow, rushed in.

The dog rushed out from Wu Feng's embrace, stood guard and barked loudly.

Wu Feng took off his blanket and looked at the group of strangers rushing in with a puzzled expression.

"Is it the steward of the Lu family?"

An old lady asked with trembling lips.

Butler Lu?

Wu Feng's eyes became misty, it was only after a while that he remembered the name. He wanted to speak, but he forgot how to do so and only nodded.

The old granny quickly rushed over and said with a trembling voice, "Butler Lu, I am a servant girl from the Mayor's mansion. I used to work under you, do you still know me?"

Wu Feng was stunned, but ultimately, he shook his head.

He was old, and so was the other.

The dog was still vigilantly guarding Wu Feng as it bared its fangs and let out a low roar. Wu Feng staggered and squatted down, and stroked the fur on its neck to comfort it.

The old granny said again, "Butler Lu, little miss is in trouble."

Miss?

Wu Feng raised his head and looked at the old granny. His first reaction was Luo Xianer.

He was so quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if he had already died.

The old granny wiped her tears and hurriedly said, "It's Miss Xiao Ya."

Xiao Ya?

Wu Feng suddenly stood up. One year ago, she was still so healthy and happy, how did something happen to her?

The old granny pulled on Wu Feng's wrist, and at the same time, a few people ran over, "We did as little miss instructed, and we searched for you for a long time, quickly come back with us."

Just like that, Wu Feng was supported out of the door in a trance. The wind outside was strong, but a carriage was prepared.

Outside, the ear-piercing sound of wind could be heard. The streets were covered in a layer of white snow, and there were no signs of anyone on the streets.

Just like the night he left.

The carriage was in a rush, causing Wu Feng's teeth to tremble, he had no idea what was happening.

However, deep in his heart, he was suddenly very afraid of entering the City Lord's Mansion, as he did not want to see anything bad happen.

The old granny choked, "Butler Lu, all these years why have you never returned to the City Lord's Mansion? After Miss Xiao Ya got married, she looked for you for a long time, but was unable to find you. "

Wu Feng lowered his head, his voice hoarse and unpleasant to the ears, as if his throat had been cut. "I … I just want to come out and stay for a while."

The old granny said tearfully, "But you've been gone for over 30 years."

Wu Feng tightened his clothes and became silent again. He didn't dare to ask Xiao Ya what was going on.

The City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit, but it exuded an extremely oppressive and heavy atmosphere.

Wu Feng was helped off the carriage while trembling. His clothes were tattered and he was obviously out of place here. The group of people were not slow in walking, as though they were dragging Wu Feng.

Arriving at a different courtyard, he found that it was already filled with people, all of them were new to Wu Feng, he felt that he did not recognize him.

"Lu Ren?"

An elder of half a hundred years old walked over. He was Luo Song, and he was still very healthy.

Wu Feng was difficult to identify, he could only look at Luo Song in a daze, and in that instant, Luo Song had already hugged onto him, with tears in his eyes, "My brother, why are you so stubborn."

This appearance was even worse than what he had imagined!

Following that, Luo Song released Wu Feng and looked him up and down, "It's good that you're still alive, it's good that you're still alive, it's good that you're still alive."

Wu Feng forced a laugh, since he was not considered to be an unnecessary person.

A few more people came over, they were all difficult to identify, Wu Song, Wu Yue, 'Wu Feng' and Wu Yu. Time passed quickly, and all of them had changed their appearances.

Wu Song said apologetically: "Brother, it's all because of our bad tone back then, making you uncomfortable."

At that time?

Wu Feng shook his head, his voice low and hoarse, "I didn't think too much into it, I just wanted to go out and stay for a while."

'Wu Feng' had a complicated look on his face, "But you have stayed here for more than 30 years!"

Wu Feng lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Wu Yu held onto Wu Feng's hand, and said worriedly: "You're still like that, no matter what happens, you don't want to refute anything, just take it on yourself."

Wu Yue suddenly said, "Stop talking, hurry up and let Lu Ren in. "No matter how late it is, I'm afraid …"

Hearing this, everyone's faces filled with grief.

Wu Song and Luo Song hurriedly supported Wu Feng into the room. When Wu Feng raised his head and looked forward, he saw that it was Xiao Ya's room.

In the room, Luo Xianer and the others were present, but the change that had happened to Luo Xianer was actually the smallest. It was just like how it was back then, it was probably because of the saint's blessings.

The moment Wu Feng came in, he was sitting on the side of the bed.

The face of the girl lying on the bed was deathly pale, without a trace of blood.

Wu Feng was unable to move, he could smell the thick smell of blood in the air.

Luo Xianer slowly stood up and looked at Wu Feng. There was only sadness in his eyes.

"Uncle, you're here."

Xiao Ya turned her head and smiled. Her voice was so weak that it made one cry.

Wu Feng trembled as he walked to the bedside. He already somewhat understood that there was still blood on the bedside that had not been cleaned up yet.

Xiao Ya encountered the most terrifying obstacle that a woman could face: childbirth!

"Uncle, don't stand. Sit."

Xiao Ya laughed as she raised her hand with difficulty to try and pull Wu Feng's hand.

"I'll take a seat, I'll take a seat."

Wu Feng slowly sat down beside the bed, trembling.

Xiao Ya looked at Wu Feng, and chuckled: "Uncle, you're old, you almost couldn't be recognized."

Wu Feng squeezed out a smile, "When I get older, everything changes."

Xiao Ya extended out her hand again, and Wu Feng walked forward to hold it while trembling. That hand was very cold, so cold that it made his heart ache.

"Twenty years ago, this was how you took Xiao Ya out to play with Luo Han's little brothers."

"Xiao Ya smiled. She wanted to clench her fist, but she lost all her strength." But when I tried to find you the next day, I couldn't. "Father said that you went out to play. You will be back later to play with Xiao Ya."

"Grandfather said that as long as Xiao Ya is obedient, you will definitely come back. However, I have waited for a long time. When I understand everything, you don't need us anymore."

Wu Feng forced a smile: "Why would Uncle not want you guys? All of you are very obedient, uncle has played very happily that day. "

Xiao Ya suddenly had enough strength and tightly held onto Wu Feng's hand. "Xiao Ya is really obedient, really."

"I know, I know."

Wu Feng choked on his words. "On the day of the wedding, I saw you, and I'm very happy for you."

Xiaoya smiled and said, "Xiaoya knew that I wasn't mistaken about that day."

Wu Feng looked at Xiao Ya. Ever since that day, ever since this little girl had broken his tranquility, he had a very special feeling. That little girl was just like his daughter.

There were many people who were reluctant to part with him when he left the City Lord's Mansion.

But what could he do?

He was like a superfluous person, already out of place in this bustling City Lord's Mansion. He was like a weirdo, a very strange person.

There had never been any difference between right and wrong when he had left. It was merely a small decision.

Xiao Ya was very weak, but she was still speaking, saying many things that she wanted to say to Wu Feng. In order to wait for Wu Feng to come back, she meticulously made gifts and drew pictures …

Wu Feng looked and smiled, and as he listened, his eyes started to mist over …

Wu Feng suddenly shouted loudly: "Sage, we are going to seek Sage."

He could still vaguely remember the feeling he had that year. Back then, his condition wasn't that good, but he was able to recover in just a short time.

Everyone was silent, and Luo Xianer did not say a word.

If it was that simple, they would have done it long ago. The time was not up yet, so it was hard to find a saint.

"Uncle!"

Xiao Ya closed her eyes weakly, "Just agree to Xiao Ya's request and stay in the City Lord's Mansion, alright? Let Luo Han and the others take care of you, and don't go out again. "Xiao Ya is afraid that you've gotten sick and no one knows about it."

"Fine, fine, I promise you, I won't go, I won't go."

Wu Feng replied in panic: "Don't talk anymore, rest well, you'll definitely get better, you definitely will."

Xiao Ya smiled happily, as if she had returned to twenty years ago.

"Mother and Father!"

Xiao Ya looked at Luo Xianer and the others, her voice suddenly stopping.

Everyone rushed over, Wu Feng was stunned, he had completely lost all his strength in that hand, he trembled as he placed his hand on Xiao Ya's neck, other than feeling cold, he could not feel anything.

She's gone

He walked in front of the old man

"Extreme Saint!"

Wu Feng mumbled, he was incomparably saddened, this was her daughter who was not related to him in any bloodline!

Wu Feng's eyes were red, the mist had turned into tears, the tears had turned into blood, and the blood had started to turn black.

"AHH!"

Wu Feng cried in grief and roared as his pair of black wings spread open, destroying the entire room.

Black blood gushed out of his eyes and a bright light shone from behind the darkness. Wu Feng hugged onto Xiao Ya, as he soared into the sky.

"Sage!"

Wu Feng rushed into the sky, heading straight towards the Sacred City.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and strong gales raged wherever he passed.

He wanted to find the holy land! If the other party didn't save him, he would kill him!