Chapter 19: Live for Yourself Once
Entering the city, the scene was desolate and desolate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
There were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and there was not a single intact building in sight.
The long and wide street is full of yellow autumn leaves, and the open spaces on both sides of the street, with grass and people, are no longer prosperous.
The breeze came slowly, blowing from the two of them, it was a little cool, the fallen leaves on the ground kept rolling, "rustling" sound, and the sound was floating in the empty city, very clear.
In this huge Lingxu City, there is not even a living creature.
The two walked on the long street, the shadow on the ground was stretched thin and long by the setting sun, and slowly walked forward.
"Little Bodhi, how did you say this Spirit Void City was destroyed? The stone pillars that can only be surrounded by three people can be broken, and the palm print of the city gate, how much power can this be done? Gong Yuyao asked.
"Needless to say, of course it's caused by the war." Zhao Bodhi wrote as he walked: "But looking at the destructive power, it should be caused by a battle between forces like the sect. Like the palm print on the city gate, it was obviously caused by the monks of those sects. In fact, this palm print doesn't need to be very powerful, perhaps, Yan Yunxiao can do it now. ā
Zhao Bodhi secretly glanced at Gong Yuyao, and saw that the mutton fat-like face had a somewhat gloomy expression.
In order not to hit Gong Yuyao, Zhao Bodhi continued to write: "Miss, you don't have to worry about being discouraged, Yan Yunxiao's qualifications are better than ordinary people, but in terms of qualifications, there are more people in the world who are better than him." But with so many talented people, why are there so few who end up becoming strong? Therefore, talent is not the most critical factor in becoming a strong person. Grandpa Mo, didn't you say it? If you want to be strong, you must first have a strong heart. ā
"Little Bodhi, you don't have to comfort me, if you don't even have the ability to bear it, I won't come here with you." Gong Yuyao smiled slightly, "Don't worry, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up." ā
Gong Yuyao looked up at the front, and her heart became firmer.
All along, she has lived in Yan Yunxiao's world, and when she left his world, she was like she couldn't survive.
This time, Gong Yuyao decided to live for herself. Not to live better for yourself, just to surpass him and her.
"Miss, you look like a strong man." Zhao Bodhi quipped.
"Begging for a beating, you?" Gong Yuyao kicked out and kicked at Zhao Bodhi.
Zhao Bodhi grinned and hurriedly flashed to the side. This eldest lady's feet are not as white as they seem on the surface, and there are usually no black feet, but fortunately he has been on guard.
Seeing that Xiao Bodhi dodged his kick, Gong Yuyao was not angry, but looked ahead and asked, "Little Bodhi, where are we going?" ā
"Of course, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first!" Zhao Bodhi wrote.
If there is any chance in this Spirit Void City, it is best to have the largest share, most likely in this City Lord's Mansion.
Then the two of them walked down the long street to the ruined palace that stood tall in the middle of the city.
However, as soon as he walked for a while, Zhao Bodhi suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to stop Gong Yuyao, who was moving forward.
"Little Bodhi, what's wrong?" Gong Yuyao said softly.
Zhao Bodhi didn't answer, bent down and picked up a stone from the ground, and walked forward with an arrow. Stop, twist his waist, his arms are tense like strings, and throw the stones against the dead vines and old trees in front of him.
I only heard the sound of "bump", and the stone hit the only remaining yellow leaf of the dead branch.
"Yikes! Yikes! ā
There were a few crows screaming from the dead vines and old trees, and then a black figure spread its wings and fell away in the direction of the sun's setting, leaving three or five felled feathers and fluttering.