With Ling Feng's shouting, a sound of sob came from the dark black sky on the Red Cloud Sand Street. Soon after, three shadows that were so dilapidated all over their bodies fell opposite Ling Feng.

The fat belly of the Ghost King Clam had completely lost weight. His eyes were hollow, his body was hunched, and his eyes were looking at Ling Feng in a daze, as if he could not remember who the grandfather he had been waiting for for many years was.

Gu Lingfeng also fell from the sky crazy and foolishly, his clothes were as broken as the Ghost King clam and difficult to cover his body. "Who are you? Let's eat my city talisman and recognize me as my ancestor!" Gu Lingfeng said, pinched his fingers into a talisman and threw it towards Lingfeng. A huge city pavilion evolved from its fingertips, trying to cover Lingfeng, but was defeated by Lingfeng's fingers and scattered in the black sky.

Ning Youcai rolled into a ghost ball. After falling from the black smoke sky, the black ball he turned into rolling rapidly on the Red Cloud Duck Sand Street like a mouse, flashing here and there, the speed was comparable to Ling Feng's thunder step. Even Ling Feng could not catch his existence.

Ghost King Hu, Ning Youcai, and Gu Lingfeng, all three of them are crazy. Among them, Ghost King Hu is the most crazy and powerful. Although Ning Youcai and Gu Lingfeng are crazy, they have shown great strength that surprised Ling Feng. In terms of cultivation, these two have reached an extraordinary state.

Ling Feng felt countless feelings when he looked at these three people. He thought silently in his heart, since the Ghost King Ha and the other three were crazy, then what about his nephew Nu Yi, his niece-in-law Xue Jia Yiya, and his senior brother Yun Fu?

Ling Feng knew that what should appear would appear, so he was not in a hurry. He waited silently. He believed that in the dark depths, the three warmest rays of light would always come over.

Love the nephew Nuyi, love the daughter-in-law, the bloody calamity Yiya, and love the brother Yunfu, that is what he wants to see at this moment, the three brightest rays of warm light on the Red Clouds Sand Street!

He had never thought of adding "love" to the front before, but when he stood at the entrance of Chiyuntu Sand Street, he could feel the unique love of being close to his relatives and friends.

It was a friendship cultivated by time. Although he and the people he expected to meet had no blood relationship, their affection was mixed into their bloodlines, and they could not tell whether they were you or me, as if their lives had been blended into one.

Finally, the figures of the three people, after Ghost King Ha, Gu Lingfeng and Ning Youcai, appeared on the deep Red Cloud Sand Street opposite him.

The ancient and mysterious Buddhist scriptures are still being recited on the streets, and countless ghosts' phantoms are swaying in the darkness.

"Suo, Chong, Da, Lian, Luo, Yao, Ga, Japanese, Nan, Bu, Song, Rong, Zha, Ga, Japanese, Nan, Cool, Sa, Ha!"

"Namo, Amitabha, Dotagata, Dotagata, Dotagata, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Vijarati, Amitabha, Vijarati, Vijarati, Gamya, Gagna, Zhidakali, Shavaha..."

No one in the world knows what the Buddha's words and mantras are talking about, but everyone in the world can understand it. What is preached in it comes from the mystery and magic of the universe and the great world.

Time flies and the world changes, and no one can escape.

After getting to know each other and having each other for several years, only Buddha's fate can bring everyone together again.

"Blood Cass Yiya..."

Looking at the girl she hadn't seen for a long time, Ling Feng screamed.

Blood Cass Yiya also changed. Her long black hair, which was originally green as bright as brocade, had a silver-white hairband. This beautiful girl, his nephew's wife, and the elf who had to survive by drinking his nephew's blood, would become older, even older than his Ling Feng.

There was a bun in her hair that had turned gray! It was time, and it was even more lonely that dyed her hair. He originally thought that his niece had firm love and would persist in this unseen ghost street, and she would never change, but she still changed, becoming so full of time.

Fortunately, although Xue Jia Yiya seemed a little dazed, her mental state was generally normal. She was not like Gu Lingfeng, Ning Youcai, and she was not as unconscious as the ghost king.

She looked at Ling Feng, and first looked silently for a long time, as if she was ignorant, then suddenly a sudden burst of excitement in her eyes. She did not shed her eyes, and there was no tears in her eyes, and there was only clear and extremely joyful. She should have remembered him.

"Senior Brother Yunfu..."

Ling Feng also screamed at the body of the stiff man who had been missing for a long time.

The senior brother Yunfu he called stood behind Xue Jiayi and Nuyi. His eyes were confused, his clothes were still intact, and his expression was still intact.

The reason for this is that when his Senior Brother Yunfu was in the Ancestral Demon Tower, he was blessed by holy objects. Now his Senior Brother Yunfu only has a wisp of soul consciousness, and his physical body has not been completely resurrected, so time cannot cause a big impact on him.

"Slave..."

What made him most incredible was his slave Yi, his little nephew, his great-grandson of Zang Tianzun, his friend for ages, and his little beast who lived among countless beast slaves.

He once lost his right arm, his face was decadent, he was once a half-dead person, and now Ling Feng can't remember how many years have passed. When Ling Feng saw him again, Ling Feng felt that he would become more confused than before, like Ning Youcai, Gu Lingfeng, and Ghost King Ha, and his body was depressed.

But no, his little slave is still standing opposite him, majestic and cute, and is as pitiful and cute as a "little fresh meat".

Why did all other people change, but the weakest slave, who was originally, did not change at all?

The only explanation is that on the top of the slave, the huge umbrella that blocked him countless winds, rains, and even countless years.

The handle of the umbrella was held in Xue Jiayiya's hand. It was a great canopy that Xue Jiayiya supported for her love, for her life, for her men. It was another kind of waiting, waiting, and giving her all her strength to belong and care.

So Xue Ka Yiya's own hair turned silvery, but the man she was protecting under the big umbrella she held was still as intact as when Ling Feng left more than ten years ago. This is the greatness of a woman!

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