() Wenti County Old Town

"Uncle...... Excuse me...... Over here...... Is it passable? ”

A childish voice was behind them, and their nerves were a little sensitive now, this was the first checkpoint in Wenti County, this city that had been scrapped, there really shouldn't be any more ghosts.

They put down the ice crystals in their hands, which were somebody's head, and now, they had melted.

Snow ...... in Wenti County Sprinkled down, the snow on the branches that had already died because they couldn't withstand the weather changes, like new white shoots, bit by bit.

It was a child of five or six years old, with long silver-white hair blown by the wind, as if it had blended with the snow.

She was wearing very old clothes, but they were very neat, it was really hard to see the folds, she should have been often cared for, her eyes were big, round, and she looked cute, which matched her immature face very well, but she did not have the milky voice of a five or six-year-old child, just immature, like the immaturity of the vocal cords, and when she spoke, she would also make people feel very cute.

Her eyes blinked, like stars shining in her eyes.

Behind her, there is a man with a hat, he is wearing a wide robe, although a little shabby, but the two cuffs are the same as the Chinese clothes, a long belt with a waist tied around his waist with a different kind of bow, like some kind of tribal custom, and his waist, is a very dazzling three long knives, the three different scabbards are very quiet in his waist, staggered, and his hand is slightly old, it is a powerful hand, but I don't know if it is because of the wind and frost, or because the knife has been practiced for too long, The folds on his hands and his slightly white face do not match so much, and then his face is under the hat, you can vaguely see the long scar from the eye, the scar in his right eye, can be clearly seen, his resolute eyes, and even a little vicious staring at everyone here, but even so, his face is angular, still gives people a unique sense of vicissitudes, the man's Fang Gang, that's it, even if you look at it, you can see that what this man has experienced is enough to be called " Man", that kind of courage.

The two people, one big and one small, were standing at the door of the checkpoint like that, and if they weren't let in, something big might happen.

But, even so, it is no longer enough to describe it as strange, everything that has just happened must be even stranger than this, even weird, and their captain has died in the senseless obstruction.

For a few seconds, they finally understood that the ruins of Wentijun could still attract those talented and even vertical wizards to come here and continue to write their legends.

Everyone guarding the first level was stunned, they hadn't woken up from the grief just now, and now they were asked like this. I don't know whether to stop or not......

"Excuse me...... Uncle...... Can it be passed here? ”

The little girl still asked in the same tone, but this time, it was more vivid, even mimetic and wanted to be more polite.

"Uh-huh...... Well...... It is possible to speak by ...... "a person speaks...... Still looking a little clever, he was the first to answer, and the others didn't speak.

I don't know what to say......

Something like that...... It's weird enough...... If you do it again...... It's yourself who dies......

They looked at the man with a serious face, the hat was not so useful, even shabby, from the hole in the hat, they could clearly see the man's eyes, which were a pair of eyes that scared them, as if they were biting them tightly, so that they couldn't move their feet.

"Uncle Yikong...... They said they could pass ...... Let's go......" The little girl turned to the man and said happily, "That's it...... Be polite so that others will be polite to us, understand? ”

It was as if she was teaching the man named Yikong...... The truth of politeness......

She didn't wait for the man to respond, she took the man's hand with her right hand and turned around, walking towards the level step by step, the man, still with a solemn face, and didn't want to respond, but when the little girl grabbed his hand tightly, she only grabbed his hand, with her left hand, his right hand was still tightly placed on the handle of a long knife.

They walked over slowly, the man looked ahead, but the girl looked at everything around her, a little happy, and the person called Fang Xing could clearly see that the special scabbard was engraved with a proper name.

Dragon cut

There are no bells and whistles, just dignified small print.

All the guards just watched them go to the second level.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with saving their lives if such a release can save them, but their captain is gone.

It is estimated that the terrible woman just now has already met the support team, and the big and small people, are they chasing that person?

If so, maybe you can find some comfort in your heart.

The big and small people walked very fast, and it was estimated that they would be able to see the squad in the second level...... It's just that it's not relevant to them anymore...... They have been derelict in their duties, perhaps they are already dead...... It's just that it's not dead yet, who can tell...... What the hell is going on now?

Where are they going? It's really confusing.

And in the farm not far away, snowflakes flew, falling on the black robe, and the black gas that spread was entangled, like clouds.

"It's so sad...... Isn't it? ”

She looked at the dilapidated farm with some tears.

"My king...... would live in such a place...... "Her breath is not very stable, and she is sad beyond measure.

It seemed sudden, and her mood swings were complicated, like crying, and like laughing.

However, there are no feelings for any.

Crying, also cold crying.

Laughter, too, is a cold laugh.

Give somebody the creeps.

In the ruined courtyard, there was a crooked roof, which was dilapidated, and the iron-clad warehouse was rusty, and the cold dead birds fell into the courtyard, and the dead trees and grass smelled of decay, and the abandoned wasteland, covered with white snow, had not yet melted, and now, it was snowing like goose feathers, and the snow here would never melt.

And then the remaining blood stains have been thick black, some are sprinkled on the ground, on the wall, and even, the snow is also splashed with blood, it is the blood of monsters, the corpses of those creatures whose limbs have rotted, there has long been no trace of human existence here.

It's only four months, and that's it......

This kind of ruthless change can make everyone lose everything they love one after another.

"It's sad......"

She spoke like a song, but no one listened to her. Yes, there is only decay and decay, only decaying ruin, and only mutilated death.

"Human ...... Why is it so appreciated by you? My King ......"

"Why...... You can be for a human ...... Do something like this...... Even accompany her...... Caught in the ...... of endless reincarnation"

"And now...... Not just for her, but for the rest of humanity...... ...... enemies of us"

"I don't understand ......"

She stood in front of the iron door where she might have stood, the warehouse in tatters, rusty red mixed with the plain white of snow, creating a different kind of dilapidated beauty.

She asked again and again, word by word, as if the man in the black armor was standing there.

Even if he just looked at her coldly, he was majestic.

But there is no one there, and there will never be an answer......

She was silent, listening to the sound of the wind and snow.

It's like a song's wail......

"I've lived for so many years...... It was also the first time I had seen the true body of the Great Demon King on the first day...... I can't imagine that it is such a clear and jade woman, not ...... The nothingness that devours heaven and earth...... Is...... Wonderful......" A figure touched his beard at the gate of the farm, his six beards fluttering, his green eyes as if a halo was rolling in his eyes.

He was a little shorter because he was old, but his body was still straight and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Heartless Demon King...... Why do you ...... To come here......"

He's asking questions, too. But he clearly knew that the probability of him being answered was low.

She turned and stared blankly at him with those ice-blue eyes.

"You know...... Where has my king gone? ”

"I'm sorry...... I don't know......" Long Whisker shook his head and sighed a little.

"In this world, there are always such things, and the more you try to find them, the harder it is to find ......them," Long Xu Gong said earnestly, as if facing a little girl looking for a rag doll.

He felt that the way she was now, was that.

Even if there is no demonic energy entanglement, there is no power that is the best in the world.

"That's ...... so"

She nodded understandingly.

"Are you here to stop me?"

"No...... I'm here to see the ......."

Long Xu Gong never left the place half a step, just stood at the gate of the farm, looking at the cold, sad woman.

"The Landscape of Humanity...... Beautiful......

"Beauty...... It's a common ......" Long Xu Gong didn't continue, just sighed.

He was still standing still.

He looked at the woman who was looking at the snow.

In her ice-blue eyes, the snow drifted in, and she stared straight at the sky, the snow melted in her eyes, and the snow turned into water, like tears, and flowed down gently.

"You're still alive...... The dragon ...... "There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but it was just snow, melted snow.

She seemed to be there, in a low voice, singing a song of time......

"I do...... I want to die, but I still haven't done anything I'm proud of...... I don't want to die......" Long Xugong's sigh did not stop, but when he spoke, his breath dragged on for a long time, like, and he was also sad......

"What did you get by helping humanity?"

"My father told me...... Whether it is good or evil cannot be decided all at once, it depends on what he does...... The same is true for helping humanity. Long Xu Gong did not answer her question.

"My oldest name is greed...... But I ...... I don't want anything......" she didn't ask, but said to herself. Like, I met an acquaintance and was talking.

"The heartless are the most greedy." Long Xu Gong nodded in agreement.

He seemed to be able to strengthen her brain circuits, and answer her questions without a match.

"My king...... Where ......"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you...... He may be on earth, or he may be in hell. ”

She lowered her head, her black robe flickering.

"Do you know why he likes humans so much?"

"This is also the question that has always plagued me, why would my father sacrifice for the sake of humanity......"

"That's ......"

"Yes......" Long Xu Gong nodded.

The snow was falling, and the wind was blowing over their heads, and none of them were speaking, and this wind and snow, as if from the future, swept over them, as if it would never disperse.

"I'll go to my ...... king"

She said.

"Go ahead...... At least you can still find ......"

He said.

"Hope...... I'll be able to see you again...... Dragon ......"

She smiled, cold, quiet.

"Hmm...... I thought so too. ”

He smiled too, and his six beards quivered.

The common sense of this world, even if there is a revenge for killing the father, will it be erased by time?

I'm beginning to understand that hatred is just an emotion, and that people who have lost it, even if they have a deep hatred, can be so bland?

In the past 3,000 years, you have not lived alone in this world...... We have the same lifespan as you...... Even the people who lived together in that era were scattered all over the place.

Whether it was my heartache at the time, my impotence and rage, and now...... When I see you, I can understand that the Demon King is just a different human being.

I can also put myself in my father's shoes and pity you...... Heartless Demon King...... Where is your path?

Is there only one such thing?

Is there only death that can lead to liberation?

I have no way of giving you an answer.

Because, I am so greedy, I think all the time about my father, my mother, how I wish they would come back to me, I greedily longed for their return, I greedily thought, their return, but I knew that I could never wait, because they were already dead...... My greed...... I can only accompany my hatred, and in the long years, I will move forward alone.

After all...... Calmed down......

We're all pathetic, just ...... It's just a different position.

As an ancient dragon, I can only stand on the side of humans, and you, as a demon king, can only stand on the side of the demon king forever.

Forever......

Forever ......

Yoke......

Scold......

The gods who are high up ......

Can you hear me?

The pieces in this unprecedented chessboard,

I'm crying.

Her heart ......

In helpless crying.

It was blood and tears......

With all she had......

Her king.

The king who has gone on the same path with her forever.

Long Xu Gong looked at the heavy snow, and they seemed to never stop.

"It's hard......"

He tapped himself on the back and got back on his feet......

"It's hard......"