Chapter 631: He glanced at her in the crowd one more time

A qiē is like a reincarnation.

134 years ago, the Divine Book descended on the Sacred Word Continent, and since then it has opened a prosperous era of literature and Taoism, and the human race has risen strongly, uniting the demon clan and defeating the demon clan, occupying half of the Sacred Word Continent, and standing tall for a hundred years.

134 years later, the demon army returned from outside the territory, raided the Afang Palace, and took advantage of the weakness of the saints to destroy the foundation of the human literary and Taoist world in one fell swoop, the divine book, but I don't know what will be the fate of mankind in the future after today?

When the divine book collapsed, the whole world seemed to experience a violent earthquake, the grass and trees were broken, the mountains and rivers were broken, and even a lot of beast tides broke out in many places, and even the bright moon in the sky seemed to have become a lot dimmer unconsciously.

But that's not the worst.

The worst thing is that the literati students scattered all over the ten countries of the human race suddenly feel that they have lost touch with this world.

Or more accurately, the loss of connection with the Divine Book.

Their literary position is still there, but Wenhai has become a rootless wood, a sourceless water.

According to Su Wen's understanding, it is because the radiation of the divine book to this world has disappeared, then the literati in this world will naturally no longer be able to obtain talent from the outside world.

Fifteen-year-olds can no longer be enlightened by the temple, and students who are on the state exam list cannot be enlightened by their talents, so that they can be promoted to the literary position, and when an original poem appears, people can no longer judge the quality or quality of their talents by the color or height of their talents.

Talent is the foundation of the literati.

When a Saint-level powerhouse exhausts his talent in his body, but he can't replenish his talent through the outside world, is he still a Saint-rank?

This is not the end of the world. But it's not far off.

The demon people directly destroyed the divine book in this battle and cut off the source of talent for hundreds of thousands of human students. Directly cut off the greatest confidence of human beings to stand in the world, then. When the demon army of the other day is overpowering the realm, will the human race still be able to stop them as they did a hundred years ago?

This day is the martyrdom day of the entire human cultural world, the beginning of a new era, and the darkest moment in human history.

On this day, history took a turn and sailed into another hopeless future.

At least for the human world, that's true.

But what is surprising is that after completing the strongest revenge against the human race, the flower carving, the high priest and others did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. led a group of demon elite soldiers to invade Afang Palace, and did not divert from the Holy Palace to the Bright Temple, fighting to the death with all the saints, and even the demon army stationed in the holy area did not move.

They chose to evacuate.

came and went in a hurry, leaving only the holy city like ruins, and the corpse-strewn Afang Palace......

The one who remained in charge of the last was Yi Weibo.

The accident that the Holy Maiden Asa Xia was wary of did not happen, Yi Weibo believed. Even if he doesn't come today, the ending won't change, so what's the problem?

Or rather. Where can it be?

He slowly walked back to the gate from the center of Afang Palace, passing through nothing but bones. It's a desperate and numb look.

In this battle for the Divine Book, many people died. For example, Yao Yichuan, such as Boss Ning. Another example is Mrs. Qian.

There are many people who are still alive, but their hearts are dead.

The fragmentation of the sacred book not only destroyed their hope for the future, but also erased the meaning of their zài that had existed for decades.

Just as Yao Yichuan said to Su Wen, the vast majority of people here have spent most of their lives in this huge and ruthless palace, and when it comes to understanding the divine book, when it comes to understanding this palace, there is no one in the world who is stronger than them.

But what else could they do after leaving the Holy Palace?

Therefore, the existence of the divine book is the reason for their existence.

And now, the divine book is gone, and there is no point for them to stay here, but when they get out of the holy palace, where can they go?

There was not a trace of sympathy or pity in Ivy Po's eyes, because this was the retribution that humanity deserved.

What is the difference between them at this time and themselves when the demon capital was broken a hundred years ago?

He just paid back the pain of being a hundred years late.

And it was at this time that the corner of Yi Weibo's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw a figure that was both strange and familiar.

It was a girl in the mood for love, she looked like she was less than 20 years old, in the Holy Palace, there are very few people of this age, and the only possibility is that she has entered the top three in the recent joint entrance examination and entered the Afang Palace.

With just one glance, Yi Weibo knew who she was, because there was a faint demonic intent flowing on her body.

She is not a demon, nor is she a half-demon with demon blood, but the war dance she learned is a treasure left by the demon clan a hundred years ago.

Her teacher is also a demon.

She is naturally Ning Qingbing.

Yes, Ning Qingbing is still alive, although he inevitably suffered some injuries on his body, but he is still alive after all.

At this time, she was curled up in a small corner, as if she were a wounded little beast.

Because of this situation, she was reminded of some terrible pasts.

I still remember that when my father died, the bodies of those who were killed by the rebels in the city were also discarded in the streets in this way, and there were wails everywhere, and there were dead people everywhere, maybe there was her father in it.

She thought that she would never see such a scene again, but she never thought that in this palace, which was considered the most impregnable in the world, there would be another terrible killing.

This time, there was still no one to rely on, and she was still alone.

She kept calling out Su Wen's name in her heart, but he never appeared.

Where is he? Why didn't he come to save me?

Ning Qingbing couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it, so she could only hide herself in a dark corner and silently fight against fear.

Then she suddenly felt an extremely cold gaze looking at her.

She looked up at Yi Weibo, and her body began to tremble unconsciously.

Yi Weibo saw the fear in Ning Qingbing's eyes, although the distance between the two was only less than three feet, he did not approach her, nor did he speak, but stretched out his hand.

Ning Qingbing knew that he was a demon clan, a demon like her teacher, but just a moment ago, she had seen him poison those literati students who tried to get close to him.

Some of them had explained to her how to interpret the sacred books, some told her how to get Mai Yi for free at the Mai Yi Fang, and some taught her how to transform the pictures she saw from the sacred books into her own talents and consolidate Wenhai.

They were classmates, friends, and the people she had lived with the longest since she left Liu Yan Pavilion and Hongming Academy.

And now they all died in the hands of the demons, in the hands of Yi Weibo.

Where was she willing to accept Everybor's invitation?

So Ning Qingbing didn't do anything, just stubbornly hugged her knees and lowered her head slightly.

Seeing this, Yi Weibo's expression did not change, he just slowly withdrew his hand, and his gaze at Ning Qingbing became a little colder.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly inserted from the oblique thorn, blocking Yi Weibo's gaze.

It was a white-haired teenager.

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PS:Thank you'*ink fake*'100 reward.,Today's author's love xù has been affected a little.,The state is very bad.,I was going to ask for leave.,But in the end, I wrote this chapter head-on.,Today there may only be this one.,I'm sorry.。 (To be continued......)