Feng Zhaolian was a little nervous. She asked Ye Wenyan, "What should we do next Is the apocalyptic tribulation about to begin A-Yan, can you feel what kind of tribulation it is right now",She suddenly realized, stretching her hands forward. A large amount of fresh flowers surrounded her, and quickly dispersed, covering the mountains and fields in a blink of an eye.,"A-Yan, I told you a long time ago, the greater the power Heaven bestows upon me, the greater the responsibility I must bear.。