allendalepharm Chapter 3330 This rat skin is going to be peeled off and used as a scarf.
Chapter 3330 This rat skin is going to be peeled off and used as a scarf.
"And my senior brothers...where are they?"
"Who brought me here?"
"Tell me, where are they?!"
She desperately wanted to know every answer.
Even if it's a lie, it's fine.
Just tell her that everyone is okay, everyone is alive.
however.
The usually lively and talkative Tian Tian suddenly shut her mouth like a duckling with its neck being choked after hearing these questions.
Those big eyes didn't dare look at Hu Xiaoman, but instead glanced around nervously, twisting the hem of her clothes with her small hands.
Tianyou, who had been trying to look cool the whole time, also pursed his lips.
He lowered his head, looking at his little boots embroidered with cloud patterns, and remained silent.
This silence is more unsettling than any bad news.
Hu Xiaoman's heart sank little by little.
"say something!"
Her voice rose a few decibels, tinged with a hint of hysterical sobbing.
Tianyou took a deep breath, raised his head, put on a serious face, and tried his best to act like an adult, saying, "Father said that sister just needs to rest well now that she's awake. As for the rest... we'll talk about it when you're completely healed."
"Rest?" Hu Xiaoman gave a bitter laugh.
With everyone's fate uncertain, how could she possibly find time to rest?
The children's reactions clearly indicated that they were hiding something from her!
A tremendous fear gripped her.
Is it...
Was she the only one who escaped?
Do not!
Will not.
She remembered that her master protected them in the end, and that he should let them all leave the Extreme Plate Immortal Cultivation World.
Master said that the cultivation world of the Extreme Plate has already fallen.
He sent them all out of the Extreme Plate Immortal Cultivation Realm.
So, where are they?
Ignoring her weakness, Hu Xiaoman threw off the brocade quilt covering her.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Sweetie exclaimed.
"I'm going to find them!"
Hu Xiaoman stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet, her legs buckled, and she almost fell.
She had slept for too long, and her bones felt weak and her spiritual energy was completely depleted.
But she gritted her teeth, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes to recover for a while.
"Sister, you can't go out!"
Tianyou spread his arms to block the way, his little face flushed red: "Daddy said you should get some rest!"
"I've rested enough!"
"I'm going to go find them."
Hu Xiaoman felt better, so she bypassed Tianyou and continued walking forward.
She had to figure out what was going on; she couldn't just lie here like a useless person, not knowing what was happening!
"boom!"
She pushed open the door to the bedroom with all her might.
The blinding sunlight instantly shone on her face, causing her to squint instinctively.
Outside.
It wasn't the gloomy ghost realm she had imagined, nor was it a ruined purgatory like the Extreme Plate Realm.
Before my eyes was a vast sea of clouds.
Magnificent white palaces float above the clouds, connected to each other by huge jade chains.
In the distance, there are rolling black mountain ranges, their peaks covered with snow that reflects a golden light in the sunlight.
The air was filled with a dense demonic aura, but it was not violent; instead, it carried an ancient and majestic air.
She asked incredulously, "Is this the Demon Realm?"
This place possesses both the domineering and profound nature of the demon realm and the ethereal and otherworldly charm of the immortal realm.
It's unrealistically beautiful.
It was so beautiful that Hu Xiaoman was momentarily dazed.
Is this... Father's hometown, the Eastern Zhou Demon Realm?
Hu Xiaoman stared blankly at this unfamiliar yet somehow familiar place, and finally, tears welled up in her eyes.
She shouted with all her might at the empty sea of clouds:
"father--!"
"mother--!"
"Fox Qingye—!"
Only an empty echo answered her, along with a few startled birds flying by in the distance.
The wind blew, ruffling her long hair, making her look so lonely and helpless.
Hu Xiaoman's cries echoed through the sea of clouds, mournful and desperate.
no respond.
I couldn't even sense a trace of familiarity.
That empty feeling was as if she were the only person left in the whole world.
"elder sister……"
A sweet, timid voice came from behind me.
Hu Xiaoman did not turn around.
Barefoot, she stepped onto the cold jade corridor and began to run wildly.
She doesn't believe it.
She didn't believe everyone was gone.
With such powerful parents, who could even beat up the Ghost Lord who was at the peak of his power, how could they possibly not escape?
Hasn't Hu Qingye already awakened the divine power of the Azure Sky God King?
He has the bloodline of the Azure Phoenix Ancestor, how could he possibly die?
impossible!
"Fox Qingye, come out here!"
"Didn't you say you were going to marry me? Didn't you say you'd never leave me again?"
"Come out!"
Hu Xiaoman ran and shouted.
Her red dress fluttered in the wind, like a wounded, lost, blood-red butterfly.
Tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't see the road beneath her feet, nearly bumping into a pillar several times.
"Oh my, my little darling!"
A series of noisy footsteps came from behind.
Besides Tianyou and Tiantian, those two short-legged little guys, who were desperately chasing after them, there were two strange fellows.
A small, blue monster with two horns on its head was running around, stumbling and spilling water everywhere, carrying a basin of water for washing its face.
The other was a shifty-eyed rat spirit, dressed in an ill-fitting butler's uniform, with his two small mustaches jiggling as he ran.
"Miss, please slow down, please slow down!"
The rat spirit ran and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Lord A Yao has instructed that you should not be exposed to wind or engage in strenuous exercise since you have just woken up."
"Oh dear, if I get hurt, I'll have to be skinned alive and used as a scarf!"
The little demon, Xiaoqing, chimed in, "Miss, please put your shoes on first, the ground is cold!"
Hu Xiaoman couldn't hear anything at all.
She wandered through palace after palace like a madwoman.
This place is too big, so big it's despair-inducing.
In each palace, there were countless demon servants and maids who would respectfully bow and call out, "Miss," upon seeing her.
But there wasn't a single face she recognized.
She wasn't cold and aloof; her heart was full of love, and she was tolerant of her senior brother.
There was no such vain and flamboyant second senior brother.
Without that proud, genius third senior brother.
There was no fourth senior brother who was always weak but always protected her.
There was no slovenly, unserious, yet incredibly skilled, slovenly master chef.
Hu Xiaoman ran across an arched bridge made of white marble.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
It was a boundless sea of flowers.
It is the red spider lily.
It wasn't the blood red that symbolizes death, but rather an eerie and mysterious purplish-blue.
The petals are slender and curled, like the fingers of a fairy, swaying gently in the wind.
The sea of flowers is dotted with fluorescent lights, like stars fallen to earth.
In the center of the sea of flowers, there is a huge swing with shimmering flowers entwined on the vines, making it as beautiful as a dream.