"Kara......

"Kara...... Kara......"

I couldn't tell what the sound was, but when I heard it in my ears, it seemed to penetrate my body and rush into my soul, making my body shiver a few times in this cold and snowy night.

The desolate north wind whined through the heavens and the earth, and the snow fluttered with the wind, dividing the sky into pieces, and sprinkled the earth layer by layer.

It's not late at night, it's just dusk, but the gloom of the sky is the same as the night, giving people a heavy feeling, as if it is pressed on the heart, and I can't breathe. On the silver earth, a huge silhouette could be seen, and it was a majestic city, as if a giant beast was coming.

In the center of the city, there is a towering tower-like altar, in the shape of seven angles, the whole body is pitch black, straight into the cloud peak, standing in the storm and snow towering and immovable, the whimpering wind blowing on the altar, mixed with such a kara la la sound, scattered into the distance, with primitive roughness, there is a rhyme.

"Is there any hope...... What else ......?"

The hoarse murmuring sound floated out of the altar in the wind and snow, as if it merged with the wind, and it was faintly indistinguishable.

"If there is hope, where is hope, and if there is no hope, why should I see it!!" the voice was like madness, almost hysterical, roaring for nine days.

Under the altar, there are countless figures wearing robes at this moment, standing there silently, looking at it from a distance, there are hundreds of thousands, there are men and women, around this altar, densely packed, not moving, but there is a fanaticism emerged, like the person on the altar with a word, they can give everything for it.

Snow, bigger.

"Since you have shown me, there will be hope, but hope...... Where is it!" The hoarse voice on the altar was bitter and sad, and it lasted for a long time.

"Today's Ming and Huang are wrong, Santai is opening up the wasteland, the snow wind is coming, the eternal is made, the old man wants to be a barbarian again!" The voice suddenly became louder, and I didn't know what means were used, but I saw that the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and countless falling snowflakes all stopped suddenly, and then all rolled up, roaring from all directions and condensing together, making the sky tremble!

There was no more snow falling from the sky, and all the snowflakes condensed to form a huge snow-colored dragon, and as soon as this dragon was formed, it immediately raised its head to the sky and hissed, and the sound was so terrible that all those who heard it were immediately shocked, as if they were about to be torn apart by this sound.

Bursts of shocking blood were secreted from the snow dragon's body, and soon filled its whole body, making this snow dragon like a blood dragon, it roared fiercely, struggling and rushing towards the sky, like a meteor straight into the sky, as if to blast the sky open a hole and open a hope.

It was so fast, in the blink of an eye, it was endless, roaring and whirling, as if the dragon had crashed into an invisible diaphragm somewhere, the heavens and the earth shook, and the humming sound spread in all directions, and the blood dragon screamed miserably again, and its body collapsed layer by layer with a degree visible to the naked eye.

At the moment when it was about to be completely shattered, the hundreds of thousands of silent people under the altar pinched their hands together, bit the tip of their tongues, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and galloped up, like a sea of blood rising into the air, heading straight for the collapsing blood dragon, and after merging with it, the dragon's collapse was eased and rushed to a higher sky.

Seeing that the blood dragon flew higher and higher, condensing everyone's eyes, but at this moment, the blood dragon shook his whole body violently, and after letting out a loud hiss that spread for tens of thousands of miles, he could no longer stop the collapse of his body, turning into countless blood-colored snowflakes, falling down, and seeing from a distance, the world had been dyed red yellow springs.

At this moment, the moment the blood dragon collapsed, a voice completely different from the roar came from its mouth!

"...... Death"

......At the top of the altar, in the center, sat an old man in a purple robe, whose face was wrinkled and covered with brown spots, and his eyes were open in a muttering voice, but they were dull, apparently blind.

In front of him lay a complete spine, radiating a white glow, and in his right hand he held a stone tablet resting on the thirteenth spine.

His empty eyes looked at the sky silently, for a long, long time, and let out a long sigh.

"Tell King Yu...... The old man has tried his best to ......"

As he spoke, his right hand, which was holding the stone shard, moved again on the strange spine, rubbing against the animal bones, and there was a clattering sound, dispersing into the distance, his figure was significantly gloomy, merging with the voice, revealing a sad loneliness and decline.

"As a barbarian prince of the Dayu Dynasty, you can't see the world I see......"

"You ...... Can't see ......"

"Hope ......"

This chapter is the preface, and there is another chapter in the evening. New book cloth, collections, recommendations, clicks are extremely important, and the root of the ear needs to be encouraged!!