"Dingmao..."

Amid the screams, Feng Qingcheng instinctively reached out his hand to grab Ding Mao, but in just a blink of an eye, she was caught in the dark space.

What Xu saw at the end was the way Ding Mao looked after he was unable to roll up.

Just when a sense of despair arose in her heart, she suddenly realized that everything had stopped.

At this time, she was as if she was in the eyes of a storm, with strange and turbulent surroundings, but she stood quietly inside, peaceful and peaceful.

Ding Mao was thrown in with a scream, and instantly floating in the air like weightlessness, which was quite strange.

“Where is this?”

Feng Qingcheng looked at him bitterly and helplessly, "You ask me? How do I know?"

Dingmao tried hard to stand there, but he returned in vain, which made him panting and in a mess.

Feng Qingcheng looked around him helplessly and sighed: "Didn't you say you want to go against the trend? There is no direction in this way, how can you go against it?"

Ding Mao looked around him weakly and smiled: "I have only seen this in the scroll. There is no detailed description on it... I think I just want to sneak out if someone gets the trick inside..."

Feng Qingcheng suddenly thought of the old ghost in the Demon Sect. Didn’t he sneak out of the ancient clan?

He remembered that he had said at that time that a girl had entered the ancient clan, and this girl was the adopted daughter accepted by the Lord of the Demon Sect...

Feng Qingcheng felt that his mind was a little overwhelmed...

Depending on the situation, the Lord made a series of plans before the old ghost appeared, and finally used his adopted daughter with the blood of the ancient tribe to successfully enter the ancient tribe, and then successfully hooked up with the old ghost, which led to the story behind...

only……

If so, who is this Lord?

Just when her heart was in a mess and she couldn't figure it out, she suddenly heard Ding Mao calling out: "No. 97..."

"Call me Feng Qingcheng..." Feng Qingcheng looked at him impatiently: "I'm thinking about something..."

But before I finished speaking, my eyes were already glaring.

On Ding Mao's chest, a drop of blood was slowly rising, flowing slowly and steadily as time passed.

Feng Qingcheng instinctively touched his cheek, and the wound there began to seep out blood.

"Oh no..." Feng Qingcheng's face changed slightly to look around him: "We were in a state of static just now, so even the blood was still, but now, I'm afraid the rotation starts again..."

"This is the mansion gate closing..." Ding Mao suddenly said in a deep voice: "When it is opened, it produces the power of attraction. Now it is closed, it is probably a force of throwing off..."

"If you have strength, you will be more and more favorable," Feng Qingcheng suddenly realized: "What we need to do is to move against the opposite when the force is generated..."

The vortex gradually turned, and the breeze gradually rose, lifting her hair again and blew towards her left hand.

Feng Qingcheng suddenly looked to the right direction of his own and said in a deep voice: "There is the direction we are going..."

Just talking about it, Feng Qingcheng was a little powerless. How could this huge centrifugal force control her body?

Walking against the wind now seems to be harder than climbing to the sky.
Chapter completed!