The next day, the sky cleared. Although the sun has lost its golden color, it still shines on the earth. At this moment, in front of Ning Xiao's eyes, it was a ruin. High above the ruins stood several earthen forts. Obviously, this is an empty city!

Ruins and empty cities, if before the end times, would be heart-pounding in themselves. But after the end of the world, people who have long been accustomed to being displaced will be able to turn a blind eye to it when confronted with it.

However, when Ning Xiao climbed step by step in the direction of the ruins, that heart still pounded wildly. The shock that traveled through thousands of years of time and space went straight to the depths of her heart.

"Did you really decide to make this your promotion?" Ning Xiao stared at this isolated paradise. It looks down on all beings so much, and it isolates them so much. It's a place that shouldn't be easily accessed.

"No," Danchai shook his head. "I just wanted to come and have a look! Because I always feel like I've been here in my dreams. ”

"Oh-" Ning Xiao felt a little surprised, but he was not shocked. The story of her past and present lives happened to her. It is also possible that such a reincarnation cannot be avoided by this Danchai.

Legend has it that 2,000 years ago, after the collapse of a dynasty in the snowy plateau, one of the dynasty's fallen princes fled here with his entourage.

At that time, he was accepted by the Tusi, who was in charge of this sacred mountain and sacred lake. Unexpectedly, this fertile land, which was once the subject country that disintegrated the dynasty, actually worshipped the prince as a god. Because he has the noble blood of the royal family, as well as the culture of the hinterland of the snowy plateau that he represents, the people here are full of admiration.

Toast did not hesitate to marry his daughter to the prince and let him inherit his homeland.

The prince in distress is born in a desperate place. He lived up to the expectations of the old Tusi and the people here, revived his ambitions, regrouped, and gradually annexed a wider land.

The queen gave birth to three sons. They bathed in the waters of the snow-capped mountains and grew up slowly on the plateau. Through decades of hard work, the youngest son became the founding emperor of another dynasty.

At that time, the dynasty promoted Buddhism here and fended off foreign enemies. But seven hundred years later, this dynasty, which once had a glorious history, suddenly and mysteriously disappeared, and even the civilization of the dynasty disappeared without a trace, as if it had existed since the end. The disappearance of the Mayan civilization, as in the Americas, has become a mystery that can never be solved.

Of course, any empty city, and old ruins, has a shocking beauty. However, anyone who has come from civilization will have a limit in the face of such an extreme aesthetic acceptance.

Walking between the broken walls, every step is frightening and inexplicable, illusory. What's more, in front of you, there is still such a snowy empty city full of mystery and fantasy.

A dynasty disappeared in the blink of an eye, and 100,000 people disappeared. There is no specific reason. Simply erased everything. It suddenly becomes unconcrete in the human mind.

What kind of catastrophe is it so straightforward to destroy a dynasty, in an instant, is it a natural disaster, or a man-made war?

Once upon a time, what a fortified earthen city it should have been. It was once inhabited by 100,000 people. However, how could it have imagined that it would suddenly lose 100,000 people forever overnight, forever lose all the fireworks and daily hustle and bustle of the world, and thus become an empty city that has been lonely for thousands of years.

Even now, it is the end of mankind, but there are still words engraved on various stone tablets, which can still tell future generations the suffering that the human beings living here have experienced.

Climb up the cold mud wall. The secret passages and caves have left the laughter and laughter of the people of that dynasty. And today's Ning Xiao, every step down, is implicated in the purest death and destruction, as if he is overwhelmed by the unbearable heaviness.

Every inch of dirt and every stone here is faintly cold. Its coldness makes every onlooker who comes to pay his respects after a thousand years still feel the bricks and bones.

In the face of such an empty city, every step of the way, everyone can't help but secretly think about it, and then quietly empathize.

Ning Xiao felt that everything in front of him had become the emptiness and stillness that he had never experienced, and the loneliness that was almost suffocating. When she climbed to the highest earthen fort, she felt that this should be a tower. But now, only one stone table remains, and four stone benches are fixed around the table.

"Venerable," Danchai told her flatteringly. "You just sit here and rest, I'll go and don't go shopping!"

"Uh-go with you!" Ning Xiao waved his hand to signal him to leave, and then sat down on the stone bench.

She took out a piece of cake, looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, ate the cake one bite at a time, and then drank the water of the space, and quickly swallowed the cake.

What would it be like to sit on such a high place at night and look at the snow-capped mountains from afar? The people of that dynasty at that time must have sat around this stone table for countless nights to admire the moon and chat!

At that time, they would never have imagined that a woman would sit on top of an empty city that had been lonely for thousands of years, feeling a kind of emptiness that could be touched, and listening to a quiet through the past. This situation should be a beautiful poem in itself.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang came from not far away. Ning Xiao heard it at first and didn't care. Because on the ruins of this empty city, even if there are really any demons and monsters, they will not be the opponents of her and Danchai. What's more, there is also a 10,000-year system by her side that can leave the space at any time.

"Boom!"

The loud noise began to strike again. Ning Xiao still yawned, and said to the system that had flashed out of the space and was admiring the ruins in front of him: "Xiaoliu, go and take a look!" ”

"If Danchai did it, you should just come back to me as if you didn't see anything. If not, you're going to have to find out! It's noisy. ”

"Yes, master!" The system responded, and leapt into the air, fleeing like the wind towards the place where the noise was raging.

However, after waiting for a long time, Ning Xiao finally found that the system had not returned to him. At this moment, a bad omen began to rise in her breast.

"Rumble!"

This time, Ning Xiao couldn't sit down anyway. When the loud noise sounded again, she leaped forward and went straight to the sound.

When the sound stopped, Ning Xiao found himself walking into a jungle shaped like rotten wood, and the forest was filled with a clear dead light. She seems to have come to the era of the wilderness and legends that belong to the snowy plateau.

The beacon tower of a thousand years ago has been turned into a ruin. The ancient wind traveled by him, and the time that stood still. Some voices are hidden somewhere. However, she could not hear.

In a trance, she felt that she had become a wisp of ghost, and she could live forever like this.

Suddenly, a woman as old as time stood in front of Ning Xiao. She was forcing Ning Xiao to believe that there was a kind of person who she did not belong to. She belongs to heaven and earth, to time itself.

"Come, little girl!" She beckoned warmly to Ning Xiao.

"Oh!" Ning Xiao followed her into an ordinary farmhouse belonging to the snowy plateau. It's just that the wall has been weathered, and every brick and stone in it can casually take people back to antiquity, to the dream that has been described from the end.

Ning Xiao looked around, where is this home? Is it clearly a temple? It's so old that one can only have to think of a temple. She sat in a chair, no, it was a thousand-year-old piece of rotten wood.

The bright and dim sunlight on the plateau swayed on everyone's body. So, under such sunshine, Ning Xiao chatted with the old woman, drank barley wine, and helped her build a fire in the stove......

What a bright light. Ning Xiao and the old woman had been laughing, busy, and chatting. She handed Ning Xiao a cup of ghee and a glass of barley wine. Although, neither she nor she could understand what each other was saying. But Ning Xiao still "listened" so seriously.

Ning Xiao called her "Grandma". However, Grandma didn't understand. But as long as Ning Xiao opened his mouth to call her. She grinned, and said a few soft words that Ning Xiao couldn't understand. Her old mouth was so old that only her tongue remained, and she didn't need to brush her teeth anymore.

As a result, Ning Xiao couldn't wait to grasp the dialect in her mouth immediately, to be able to hear her say all the words she wanted to say. Because Ning Xiao believed that this grandmother would definitely say something to the point. Because life and time itself have given her too much understanding and awakening.

In this barren world, Ning Xiao is willing to believe that this home is a legendary temple, and she is the goddess who supports this temple. It's a pity, an intuitive instinct told Ning Xiao: she is not, just a demon!

Because of her vicissitudes of life, as well as her ancient tongue, Ning Xiao was reminded of a sentence: leafy trees have never been qualified to support temples. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" for free for the first time.