Chapter 3279: Resurrection of the 3281 2

"Who will block the door, why do you want to do this?" Ye Xiaomu looked at Suyan inexplicably.
Su smoke shrugged.
"If we can't go out, will we die here?"
"We are projecting in the flesh and will not die, but staying here for a long time, returning to the world, the body will be somewhat damaged, but this is a small matter." Su Yan squinted at the door, his heart is full of doubts.
At this time, Su Yu came over and comforted them. There was nothing to do. After a while, the power of the crowd could not be inseparable.
A few days after returning, Su Yu often stayed with them. Ye Xiaomu didn't know if he was too sensitive. He always felt that he had less of a condescending superiority in his attitude and he was more apologetic.
Perhaps it is the spirit of not being afraid of death that he showed in the battle, let him admire himself a bit. Ye Xiaomu thought so optimistically.
A few hours before they arrived at the camp, the pony also returned. At that time, there was no one here. After he disappeared, he came to the door and tried it. The enchantment was extremely strong and he was also abolished. With great strength, I squeezed it from the middle and looked back. The dark gold liquid that made up the enchantment was put together again. As for the evils with him, he was temporarily left in the ruins of Xuanyuan. Say, let them go directly to the Valley of the Winds after opening the door.
There are a lot of human masters outside, and they are confronting a group of chaotic spirits. The little horses are remembering the wind and they are not interested in them. They flew out of the chaos world and wanted to fly directly to the valley of the wind. As a result, I encountered several senior generals of the Valley of the Wind on the way, walking in the direction of chaos.
The pony hurriedly pulled them and asked about the truth. As a result, the exciting rumor was verified: The road is really back!
"Small leaves, are the small leaves coming back?"
A few people shook their heads and said that they didn't know. Anyway, the wind was coming back.
"The master of the city, why don't you ask the owner of the grain yourself?" one of them warned.
"The wind? Where is he?"
"He is in the chaos world, he is helping the Yang Niangniang to call the spirit and want to resurrect her."
what!
The pony can't believe it, but if this is what the wind is doing on its own, there must be great hope.
It seems that there is more than one good news.
The pony smirked at the belly and let them lead the way to find the wind.
"Right, what are you doing here?" After flying for a while, the pony calmed down and asked a few guys around him.
"The Lord blocked the door of Xuanyuan. There were some human masters outside. They were surrounded by angry chaotic spirits. The Lord wanted to resurrect Yang Niangniang, fearing that they would raise their hands with each other. This will send us past and maintain order.

"What, what is the barrier that he made?" The pony stunned. "He is doing this."
"Exit for the chaos, give some lessons to the Master!"
Returning to the chaotic world, the pony follows the flow of chaos and comes to the vicinity of the basin in the middle of the chaos. The basin has been completely covered by thick chaotic gas, just like the fairyland of Xiangyun.
There are countless spirits of chaos gathered here, squatting on the ground in a circle, humming something in the mouth.
The pony's intrusion was discovered by several guards and immediately came over with vigilance. The pony quickly introduced his identity and then flew directly toward the middle regardless of opposition. As a result, many chaos spirits shouted to stop him.
"Own people, lying, you are doing this again!" The pony lifted the bricks to scare them.
Just as they were entangled, the auspicious clouds in the basin suddenly and slowly condensed, bulging toward the middle, and then shrinking. The pony and the chaotic spirits stopped moving in unison, and everyone turned their heads and looked over there.
This process lasted for a long time, the chaos of the instinct continued to compress, and finally tightened into a human shape, and then, a dazzling white light flashed, the chaos of the shape of the group of people really turned into a person.
Yang Gong in the white fluttering!
"what!"
All the spirits of Chaos are very excited, cheering and shouting together, the sound can be shocking.
Yang Gongyu floated in midair, overlooking his own people, and his expression was a bit sluggish.
"Miyagaki!"
A sudden call came from behind, and Yang Gong looked back and saw the familiar figure: the wind.
Yang Gongyu looked at him quietly, and looked down at his body. He gradually thought of something. The rushing wind shook his head and said, "I am not me."
"You are still you." The wind flew in front of her and said: "It's like doing an operation and changing the body, but the soul is still yours."
Yang Gong bowed his head and murmured: "I have no soul."
She opened the day to listen to her, knowing how she was resurrected, and her spiritual body and gods are brand new.
"But your is still your own, at least you can think of everything, you still know me, you are still you!" Daofeng held her hands on her shoulders.
"Although... this is not the best result, but," she looked up and looked at the wind with deep affection. "It's good to see you."
The two hugged together.
Sixteen years of thoughts have finally reunited.
Under the impact of the huge love of the Acacia, the road wind also rarely showed some tenderness. One hand licked Yang Gong’s neck and stroked the hair behind her head. Just about to kiss, a sudden came behind him. Familiar rough door.
"The road is really you, you are back! You are also resurrected by the proprietress, oh my God, it’s great!"
The pony flew over and smiled, and he harvested two disgusted eyes.
"Go away, don't look busy!"
The wind brows and screams.
"When I will kiss again, I have a few questions to ask you, oh, I said..." The little horse has not finished talking. The wind has already controlled the Sanqing ghost flying, summoning the fire and thunder, and calling the pony.
Rao is a pony god, but it is still worse than the road, and the life is forced to retreat by the Sanqing ghost, all the way is forced to fly far away. In the mouth, he was forced to fall on the ground and looked up. Yang Gongyi had already sacrificed eight chaotic instinct, wrapped himself and the wind in the middle, like a white flower, and they were hiding in the "flower". In the middle, I can't see it from the outside.
"There is a lot of people, not knowing shame!"
The pony screamed indignantly. Suddenly a few chaotic spirits flew from afar and fell in front of the white elders. "It’s not good. The human mage and our people fought, and Cui elder took them. Into the ruins of Xuanyuan, to annihilate those human masters, the results of those wizards have rushed out, escape everywhere, and several have been hurt!"