After connecting the experiences in the maze of birds, Ling Fan made a new inference:

"I'm sure there must be other tricks in this, or a backhand arrangement at a critical moment."

"Because, even an ancestor would never have thought that someone would be able to defeat a powerful monster like the Resentful Phoenix Bat head-on, let alone against a xenomorph powerhouse who could use the power of the race's origin."

The coherent thoughts were listed in Ling Fan's mind, and the experience of the Hundred Birds Labyrinth showed that the situation of the human race was even more dangerous than he had imagined.

As long as these xenomorphs are aimed at the top strength of the human race, the defeat of the human race is inevitable.

"Having said that, they can resist the Black Moon Clan, and they are indispensable."

"That Black Moon Clan said, Xiao Shu, Xiao Yun, and the four contract beasts are all 'origin creatures'."

"What exactly do you mean by 'primordial' organisms?"

"The only thing these four contract beasts have in common is that they are all ten stars."

"However, logically speaking, these two are only related, and it is not completely certain whether the 'Origin Creature' refers to the ten-star contract beast."

"Sooner or later, I'll find out."

Unable to reach a conclusion for the time being, Ling Fan suppressed this doubt in his heart.

"And what does 'Origin Power' mean?"

"What is certain at the moment is that the red substance contains the power of the Origin, and it is also the key to the Black Moon Clan's ability to invade the Hundred Birds Labyrinth."

"I remember that the edge of that small piece of red origin matter was very irregular, as if it had been ripped straight out of an object."

"Could it be that every race has an item that contains the 'power of the origin of the race'?"

"However, I had never heard this information in my previous life, but the Black Moon Clan said that the human race has the strongest 'Origin Power'......"

The matter of "origin" became the most critical question in Ling Fan's heart.

"Right now, I know too little information, and my strength is still very weak."

"In the future, when I kill the Black Moon Clan, all mysteries will be solved."

After thinking everything through, Ling Fan emptied his brain and fell into a light sleep.

The transparent wooden conduit was still wrapped around Ling Fan's arm, absorbing his mana qi, but Ling Fan's mana qi recovered quickly, enough to support the supply of the Sycamore Divine Tree.

And the six of them experienced the ups and downs of their exciting lives in the maze of birds, and walked back and forth on the line of life and death a few times.

At this time, they couldn't resist the invasion of fatigue, and they all showed their abilities and entered a state of rest.

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February 11, 4 p.m., City of Enlightenment.

Ling Fan only remembered that today was the day of the disaster, but he had forgotten that February 11 this year was the most important festival of the year for the Chinese people - the Spring Festival.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve.

In winter, the days are short, and by 4 p.m., it is already dark.

Wang Xiaoya, the healer of the Radiance Squad, walked on the wide and neat streets.

On both sides of the street, simple red lanterns are decorated, and the bright light illuminates her lovely face and petite body.

Originally, the bright red lanterns best set off the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, but at this time, the light emitted by these lanterns is a little bleak.

"Why do the same lanterns give people a completely different feeling?"

Meng Mei Wang Xiaoya, her mind is delicate and sensitive. Familiar festivals, familiar lanterns, but the world has become completely different.

At this time, she couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts in her heart.

The streets were deserted, and occasionally someone could be seen hurrying towards them.

The houses on both sides of the street were brightly lit, and the doors were pasted with blessing characters and couplets, and occasional laughter came from the houses.

"In the past 20 days, the city gates have been closed and martial law has been closed, and the atmosphere in the city of Qiming has become more and more tense."

"Now, you can relax a little."

Wang Xiaoya was walking alone on the deserted street, and she couldn't help but think of a poem about the Spring Festival.

"The east wind blows warm the Loujiang trees, and the three Qu Jiumo condense the smoke.

The white horse is like a dragon breaking through the snow and flying, and the calf cart rolls water and wears fragrance.

Blowing around the pat to pat away the smoke and dust, showing off 100,000 people.

Eluo is clearly dressed as a color victory, and the social song is full of gods.

The scarlet clothes and gold belts are like buckets, and the front is too guarded after the long palace.

Wusha new wisps of Han Palace flowers, green slaves kneeling into Tusu wine.

The jade on the lotus plate is made of jade, and the singing boy and the girl are white.

There are 3,000 old music in Liyuan, and 13 new scores in Suzhou.

The masked beard jumps like a tiger, and the narrow shirt embroidered pants are big drums.

The golden python is dressed in god and ghost makeup, and the white-clothed Guanyin dances.

The viewer is like a mountain brocade, and there is a mixture of who divides the silk and the meat.

The fragrant wind blew laughter all the way, and the red yarn covered the drunken jade.

Qinglian shirt lotus lotus dress, through the forehead bun light makeup.

Pick up the green strips and praise the sisters, and throw melon seeds on the sleeves.

The urgency of the strings is another time, and the willows of thousands of doors break the green branches.

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"Has the lively and prosperous scene of the Spring Festival described in "Spring Festival Song" become a thing of the past forever?"

"'Rushing to manage the strings for another time, thousands of doors and willows break the green branches', how hopeful, do I still have hope for the future?"

The Spring Festival was originally full of good wishes and expectations.

When winter comes, people can smile because they have relatives and friends around them, and because they can spend the winter together.

And after winter, a beautiful spring will follow, spring will heal the scars of winter, spring rain will nourish the recovery of all things, and the spring breeze will smooth the wrinkles on the face and the wounds in the heart.

I miss my relatives every festive season.

At this moment when she was supposed to be a family member, Wang Xiaoya once again remembered her parents, whose life and death were uncertain.

She remembered the Spring Festival a year ago, which was completely different from now.

Just a year ago, in the bustling city. The streets and alleys are lit up with lights, people come and go, and it is very lively.

Everyone laughed and was jubilant. Colorful ceremonial flowers, blooming in the night sky, like a hundred flowers blooming, and there are silver snakes dancing, in a thousand postures, fire trees and silver flowers light up the night sky.

Just a year ago, Wang Xiaoya's family got together and ate a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, and there was constant laughter and laughter during the banquet.

After eating Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Xiaoya accompanied her parents and watched the "New Year's Change" drama - the Spring Festival Gala, whether it called out a virtual collection and published various complaints on the Internet.

In this way, the hands of time turned in a joyous atmosphere, and soon it was 12 o'clock at midnight.

On the wall of the living room, the clock rang on the virtual screen, and her father walked outside the door and lit the firecrackers, which, along with countless firecrackers elsewhere, rose into the sky.

Wang Xiaoya was behind the door, watching the firecrackers rise into the sky, listening to the sound of firecrackers, and her heart was full of blessings and expectations for the new year.

And a year later, during the Spring Festival, Wang Xiaoya walked alone on the deserted and wide streets.

This street is located in the city of enlightenment.

The City of Enlightenment is located in the remote suburbs of Yongbo City.

One of the crystallization of human civilization, the city, has been occupied by countless mutant beasts and has become the burial ground of countless human beings.