The years in the mountains are long, and a dream is hundreds of years.

Suddenly I woke up from a big dream, what year was it outside the mountain?

In the ancient city of floating clouds, there is fine snow under the canopy.

On the blue-black old city tower, the girl held a cup of milk tea in her hand, stepping step by step through the city bricks that have gone through a long time.

The night wind ruffled her black hair, and she stopped, looking down under the tower.

The majestic city gates, which are full of the vicissitudes of time, are tightly closed.

Just under the gates stood a man in black armor.

Huge red lanterns hung down from the castle tower, and the light that was blown by the night wind shone on the stone block with the name of the castle written on it at the top of the gate.

Ancient characters, as proud as a dragon and snake.

Although it was a little mottled and there was some frost and snow around the edges, it did not prevent people from making out the sight.

The two words on it are clearly Xiancheng.

Hammyceong.

Although there are many thoughts floating in my mind like a turbid sea, the most persistent and clear of them is to return to Xiancheng.

Now, this wish has finally come true, but why doesn't he feel relieved? On the contrary, it was as if it had been burned, and it became more and more painful.

This is Xiancheng, but this is not the Xiancheng he is looking for!

"General Qin, what's the matter, I didn't lie to you, did I?" The girl's voice, with the wind, drifted down from the city gate.

General Qin's face was distorted and hideous, and he subconsciously retorted, "No, this is not ......"

"This is Hammy. It's just that today's Xiancheng is not the Xiancheng of the past. ”

"General Qin, do you know what night it is, and what day it is?"

"It has been 600 years since the predicament of Xiancheng."

"No, it's not, it's not!" General Qin covered his ears and looked crazy.

Although the girl's voice had stopped, her words were repeated in his mind, word by word.

600 years ...... 600 years ago...... He was six hundred years late...... Hamseong ...... His comrades...... He failed ...... Still late...... Late......

"-It's not!!"

There was a roar under the city gate, and black demonic qi rose into the sky, stirring the clouds that fell in the canopy.

Upstairs, the girl frowned. "General Qin, what are you doing here? Do you want to slaughter the city? ”

Slaughter...... City?

The demonic qi under the city gate turned into a cloud of black smoke and rolled towards the city tower.

The black smoke fell to the ground and turned back into a young man in black armor, but it was obvious that he was no longer the familiar General Qin.

Black flames burned in his eyes, demonic aura enveloped his body, and a heavy layer of frost began where he stood and spread in all directions, like dense cobwebs covering the entire castle tower in the blink of an eye.

The frost grew thicker and thicker, like an out-of-control plague, spreading from the towers down to the entire ancient city.

The girl stood in place, and a white bone fluttered in front of her, emitting a faint halo in the demonic aura in the sky, enveloping her in it.

The milk tea in her hand had turned into a lump of frost, and she showed a little pity on her face, and casually put the milk tea on the city turn.

"You're lying to me, this isn't Xiancheng!"

A hoarse and muddy voice erupted from General Qin's mouth.

It's like dozens of different voices speaking at the same time. These voices were filled with intense anger and hatred.

The armor was still the same armor, but the armor had turned into a black smoke-like demonic aura.

The girl sneered, her eyes shining like fire.