A delicate hand reached over and gently touched the pheasant's head. The pheasant was a little dissatisfied, but did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. She straightened her neck very honestly and obediently, letting the hand touch it, looking like a quail.

That was Xu Yourong's hand - Shan Ji knew very well what kind of blood was flowing in the girl's body, and she didn't like it very much, but she had to admit that it was her nemesis.

Chen Changsheng also reached out his hand, as if he wanted to touch it. The pheasant also knew how powerful this young man was. The most important thing was that he was the owner of this yellow paper umbrella. If it wanted to survive in these terrifying energy storms, it could not offend him. Not to mention touching it for a few times, even if it wanted to dance the hair-drawing dance, it would have to endure it. But... for some reason, the pheasant stretched out its sharp beak like lightning and pecked hard on the back of Chen Changsheng's hand.

A clear sound like a fight between gold and jade sounded.

Shan Ji was stunned, not understanding why he did such a crazy move. Chen Changsheng was also stunned, and then he remembered that although the wounds on his body had basically healed and the smell of the blood that had flowed out had become extremely light, it was still an temptation for this creature to refuse.

"Although the big roc in trouble is not as good as a pheasant, it is only a big roc in the end, and has its own pride." Xu Yourong looked at him and said. This is not the original saying of the proverb. The original saying is that the phoenix in trouble is not as good as a grass chicken, but she definitely won't say that.

As she said, this miscellaneous bird that looked like a pheasant was the golden-winged roc that had previously covered the sky, but now it was no longer as powerful as before. The first moment she entered the yellow paper umbrella, Chen Changsheng knew that it was the golden-winged roc, because of that breath, because of the violent divine fire in the deepest eyes, even if it was well concealed, it could pass through energy storms and hurricanes, and knew that only the yellow paper umbrella could protect it, it must be the big roc.

The original body of this golden-winged great republic had already died with Zhou Dufu's death or departure. It was not until a few days ago that Nanke returned to Zhouyuan with the soul wood. Its soul that had been sleeping in the shadow of the grassland awakened and reborn again. The golden-winged great republic is still a chick, and it does not have the power and realm of its heyday. No wonder it can only turn into a shadow in the sky. It was not until Nanke merged her soul and the energy of the soul wood with the great republic that most of the divine power was restored.

Chen Changsheng did not try to touch the Youpeng again. Youpeng gradually calmed down, not as nervous and alert as before, the violent meaning in the two divine fires in his eyes faded and turned into some very complicated emotion.

Chen Changsheng understood what it wanted to express and was stunned. The messages that Youpeng wanted to convey were all in its pupils, which were begging, requesting, begging, sadness, sadness, despair - the countless monsters in Zhouyuan were its companions and subordinates. These monsters have lived in this grassland for hundreds of years, isolated from the world and without disputes. This grassland is their hometown, and now their hometown is about to be destroyed.

Chen Changsheng said in his heart, "No need to ask anything, I will save this world as much as possible." Youpeng seemed to hear his psychological activities, and he seemed more quiet and well-behaved, but what's interesting is that he still refused to approach him. On the contrary, he would rather move a few steps towards Xu Yourong, who should have been more afraid and disgusted, and leaned honestly in her arms.

Chen Changsheng's Yu Guang has always paid attention to the wind and sand around the tomb. While talking to Xu Yourong and communicating with Dapeng in his heart, he has been silently calculating in his heart. According to Xu Yourong's previous words, the connection between the ten heavenly calligraphy monuments around the tomb belongs to the change of a certain formation. Now, because the sword pool appears, the balance of this formation has been broken and there is no way to recover, unless the disappearing blank space replaced by the sword pool can be found.

Yes, in this formation, the sword pool is just a substitute. What is the sword pool replaced? Xu Yourong said that Zhou Dufu took away twelve heavenly scriptures from the Heavenly Book Tomb, where there are only ten stone pillars, and where are the two heavenly scriptures?

At the beginning, Chen Changsheng always felt that he had forgotten something, which was the blank in his last memory when he realized the truth at the Tianshuling Monument. Later, he vaguely remembered something, so a guess appeared in his heart that it was hard to stop.

In order to prove that conjecture, he kept staring around the tomb, looking for evidence that could prove that conjecture - he had to obtain sufficient confirmation before he could act according to that conjecture, because it would be an extremely risky move. If a person only had one life, then there would be only one chance.

The wind and sand were everywhere, and the ground around the tomb sometimes accumulated hill-like sand dunes, and sometimes even the hard bluestone ground was lifted up. The place he had been watching was also the place that Xu Yourong calculated, the place that was once covered by white grass but now covered by sand and gravel and monster corpses, finally revealed its true appearance hundreds of years ago.

There is a broken stone wall there, which looks like a stele and a stele.

There should be a stele of heavenly calligraphy here - Chen Changsheng confirmed this fact. His spiritual consciousness moved slightly, took out something and held it in his hand, and then looked at the Youpeng. Youpeng felt uneasy instinctively, and wanted to look elsewhere, but he didn't want to look at him, but found that because he was too nervous, his neck was froze.

The person and Peng looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit strange. Youpeng was thinking in his heart, why is it me? Chen Changsheng said in his heart: Because you are the amazing golden-winged big roll, only you can stand the raging energy storm, for at least a period of time. Youpeng thought resentfully, why don’t you go? Chen Changsheng, holding the umbrella handle, tightened his hand, and said in his heart: Even if I bet correctly, Zhouyuan will still be destroyed, and I have more important things to do. Youpeng's consciousness was silent and accepted his statement.

Chen Changsheng opened his palm, and there was a black stone in his palm.

This black stone is about half a finger long, slender in shape, and dark in the whole body. The surface of the stone seems to be covered with a faint mist, like a night sky without stars but with starlight, which makes people intoxicated and intoxicated, and is obviously not an ordinary thing. This is the black stone he found after Wang Zhice's portrait in Lingyan Pavilion.

Looking at the black stone, a hint of fear flashed in Youpeng's pupils. After a moment, he calmed down a little, and opened the bird's beak and held the black stone.

Chen Changsheng turned the yellow paper umbrella to the side, leaving a passage for Youpeng to go out.

When doing these things, he always blocked Xu Yourong's view with his body, not that he didn't want her to discover his secret, not that she stopped him from doing what he would do next.

When the wind blew, the young Peng turned into a black shadow and flew out of the yellow paper umbrella, passing through the raging wind and those terrible space cracks between the tombs. Following Chen Changsheng's previous sight, he flew above the very inconspicuous broken monument in the wind and sand in the sky, letting go of the bird's beak, and after a moment... the black stone fell accurately on the monument.

It was as if the starry sky had come to Zhouyuan, where there were never any starry sky.

It's very dark, but very quiet.

A powerful and peaceful aura emerged from the stele.

The next moment, a black celestial stele appeared on the broken stele.

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Chapter completed!