A black vortex slowly rotated, and Feng Yunmo's figure soon appeared in the space.

Cat Ling, who was looking up at the sky, heard the footsteps and turned around to see a familiar light blue figure swaying in front of his eyes. He lowered his eyes, raised his front legs and wiped his eyes, thinking he was dreaming.

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When it raised its head again, the figure magnified infinitely before its eyes, and it shouted happily: "Yun Mo."

Since returning from Penglai Island, Feng Yunmo has never activated the ancient bell. The beasts inside have no idea what is going on in Feng Yunmo?

They knew that Feng Yunmo must have experienced a fierce battle with Yi Birou, but they didn't know that Penglai Island had now become a deserted island.

Mao Ling saw that she was safe and sound, and ran to her happily.

The call coming from the ears made the two wind, fire and thunder lion beasts, who were originally listless, raise their heads and look at the light blue figure walking from a distance.

Chi Quan said: "Brother, it's her."

Chi Xuan nodded: "I saw it."

The two wind, fire and thunder lion beasts were quite excited.

After hearing from Mao Ling that something happened to Feng Yunmo, the omnipotent space became like this again, Feng Yunmo didn't go into the space for several days, which made the two of them very anxious.

The two beasts looked at each other and walked quickly towards Feng Yunmo.

The colorful birds and beasts standing on the tree raised their heads and murmured, spread their wings, fluttered a few times, and then spread their wings and flew towards Fengyun Mo.

The originally lifeless space suddenly became vivid.

Feng Yunmo raised a faint arc at the corner of her mouth, caressed the little white tiger in her arms, and then put it down.

The little white tiger stood at Feng Yunmo's feet, wagging his tail and waiting for his friends to arrive.

When they saw Feng Yunmo's left face, they all stopped and looked at Feng Yunmo in surprise.

The atmosphere that was originally lively became dull and depressing.

Mao Ling asked softly: "Yun Mo, your face..."

"Boss, what's wrong with your face?" Chi Xuan then asked.

Feng Yunmo lowered his eyes, raised his hand, caressed the left side of his face, and smiled slightly: "It's ugly, isn't it?"

"No." Mao Ling shook his head.

The colorful birds and beasts standing on Feng Yunmo's shoulders tilted their heads and stared at Feng Yunmo's face full of red marks.

A feeling of relief passed through Feng Yunmo's heart.

The colorful flying island beast pecked her little face with its mouth, as if saying to Feng Yunmo: "Your face will definitely get better."

"Thank you for your comfort." Feng Yunmo placed the colorful flying island beast in the palm of her hand: "Sing a song for me."

The colorful birds and beasts pecked at her palm a few more times, then spread their wings and flew back to the bird's nest on the big tree.

The moving music sounded instantly. Feng Yunmo was close to it, so the music was not loud. The music was like the spring breeze blowing past her ears one after another, very soft and warm.

She glanced at the "beasts" in front of her, then raised her head, looked at the dark cloud-covered sky, and said, "There's nothing serious about me, you don't have to worry."

"But, what's wrong with your face?" Mao Ling chased and asked, "Why did you suddenly grow something?"

The deep red mark on her face made Mao Ling almost think she had recognized the wrong person when she approached.

Later I thought about it, only Feng Yunmo could open the ancient bell, who else could open it besides her.
Chapter completed!