"City without Tears?" After hearing these four words, Ye Chen suddenly looked at the Ming Dynasty King, his eyes shining brightly, "Why did the senior talk about this ancient existence, that fairy city has come to the world again?"
"On the day of the great gathering of all races, he came to the Western Desert." King Peacock Ming nodded lightly, "But he only stayed for a quarter of an hour and then disappeared. No one can find his trace."
"We'll only stay in the West Desert for a quarter of an hour." Ye Chen whispered, his fists clenching loudly. Even though he learned three days ago that he wanted to go to the West Desert, it was too late and too far away.
It's rare to see the city without tears coming, and you missed it. If you missed it, you missed Chu Xuan'er, or maybe Chu Ling'er, but no matter who it was, he failed to catch up after all.
The City without Tears appears and disappears. If you miss it this time, you don’t know how many more years you have to wait. Maybe it will appear again and he still can’t catch up. Maybe it will appear again and he has entered the next reincarnation.
"Little guy, you haven't answered the old question yet." Peacock King Ming said with a smile.
"The ancestors once said that it was an ethereal fairy city." Ye Chen responded absently, "The people there all practice the secret method of forgetting love. The so-called no tears means heartlessness."
"No wonder, no wonder the woman who came out of the City Without Tears has no emotion at all."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly bloomed with divine light, and he stared at the Ming Dynasty without squinting, "Senior, what do you mean, this time the city without tears is coming, will anyone come out?"
"One indeed came out." King Peacock Ming stroked his beard, "My old Taoist friend in the Western Desert came to Peacock's house yesterday, and I just listened to what he said. It can't be false."
"Senior fellow Taoist, do you ever have a portrait of that woman?" Ye Chen's breath became short and breathless. Perhaps he was too excited, and even his tone was trembling. His dazzling fairy eyes were full of hope.
"No." King Peacock Ming shook his head, "He did see the woman, but she was covered with a veil, and she had a mysterious method to cover up the mystery. Even without the veil, it is difficult to see her true appearance."
Ye Chen was silent, with a lot of regrets in his heart, but also a lot of hope. Since he came from the city without tears, he might be Chu Xuan or Chu Ling. This possibility cannot be ruled out.
Thinking in his mind, he suddenly stood up and said, "Senior, I still have important things to do, so I'll take my leave."
With that said, he strode out. Whether it was true or not, he would go to the Western Desert to find her. He would know at a glance. Even if it was not true, he could still ask something from her.
Stepping out of the bamboo forest, he went up to Xutian. Before leaving, he didn't forget to look back at the Little Ape Emperor and the others. The six guys were sleeping soundly, so he didn't disturb them, so it was just right to leave silently.
The Peacock King also stood up, raised his head slightly, and watched Ye Chen leave. His old eyes were filled with surprise and relief, but there was also a hint of doubt. The only reason was that Ye Chen was too mysterious.
Since he came, many things have become a little different, such as his little granddaughter, there is always a hint of hidden vicissitudes in her beautiful eyes, as if there are too many stories hidden.
Under the moonlit night, Ye Chen was like a blazing light, reflecting the starry sky in a colorful way.
It was not until dawn that he landed in the ancient city closest to Peacock's home.
He moved the Zhou Tian Evolution, but he didn't count the reincarnation, so he went straight to the center of the city, stepped on the teleportation array, and teleported all the way to the northwest. This time, the general direction was the Xuanhuang Western Desert.
Along the way, there was no stopping. Everywhere he went, there were legends about him. Just like the name Ye Chen, everyone in the Xuanhuang Continent knew it. It even spread from this holy land of monks to the star field. It wouldn’t take long before the Holy Body His name will spread throughout the universe.
He didn't care about these things. After walking for so long, the so-called glory and reputation were no longer important. The stories left to future generations could be with or without him.
"Open the formation, Nantian Ancient City." It was another starry night. Ye Chen stepped into the teleportation formation. In the space channel, he hung a map in mid-air and continued to use his pen to connect ancient cities together. It's the shortest way to the Western Desert, teleporting all the way.
While he was looking at it, this calm space passage actually started to move. From the end, the passage collapsed inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and spread towards him at a rapid speed.
He couldn't help but put away the map, and stared at the front with slightly narrowed eyes. He didn't notice that there was a fight. In other words, this space channel did not collapse because of a fight.
Since there is not a problem in the channel, it is a problem with the teleportation arrays at the ends of the two channels. One of the teleportation arrays must have been damaged, causing the space channel to collapse.
Without thinking much, he turned around and ran away. The space passage was destroyed, so he could only fly to Nantian Ancient City, and use the teleportation array there to continue teleporting, all the way to the West Desert.
Half an hour later, Nantian Ancient City came into view, but it made him frown.
Looking from a distance, the entire ancient city of Nantian was shrouded in blood. The blood mist flying freely covered the starry sky with a blood-colored veil. The smell of blood could be smelled from a long distance away.
Sure enough, something went wrong here! Ye Chen murmured softly, like a divine light streaking into the ancient city of Nantian.
Entering Nantian Ancient City, he narrowed his eyes again. Although the city was large, it was deathly silent.
In other words, all the people in Nantian Ancient City have been slaughtered. There are corpses everywhere you look. The streets, houses, pavilions, arches, bridges and paths are all bloody, which is shocking.
Ye Chen glanced at it, and even though he was in a state of mind, he couldn't help but tremble. The men had their heads cut off and hung high, and the women were also miserable, disheveled, and most of them were killed.
This is simply a Shura field. Even the infant baby was nailed to the wall with a killing sword.
Ye Chen walked quickly, as fast as a thunderbolt. There were still living people in the city, and they were reincarnated people.
It was a mansion, and the guards at the door were lying in pieces, all of them beheaded. Perhaps too many people died in the mansion, and blood flowed out of the mansion and soaked into the street.
When he entered the mansion, he saw a purple-haired woman stained red with blood from a distance. She had been beaten, her clothes were disheveled, and her body was covered with scars. She was lying on the ground, crawling to one side with difficulty.
Ye Chen stepped forward, no longer caring about anything else, he pulled out the source and poured it crazily into the body of the purple-haired woman. She was a reincarnation, and in her previous life, she was a disciple of the Xuan generation of Qingyun Sect.
However, what made him helpless was that the true form of the purple-haired woman's soul had suffered a devastating blow, and the fire of the soul was extremely close to being extinguished. Even if Daluo Jinxian was alive, it would be difficult to save her life.
"Don't move anymore, don't talk." Ye Chen's eyes were blood red, and he was pouring into the essence like crazy, hoping to save her life, or at least let her know about her hometown of Dachu.
The purple-haired woman didn't seem to hear, and was still trying her best to lie forward, dragging her bloody body and bloody hands towards one side in the air, as if she wanted to touch something.
Ye Chen subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the purple-haired woman's hand. It was a rock wall with a still-swaddled baby nailed to it, still crying.
His body was shaking violently, and he could imagine what happened here not long ago. She was trapped, helplessly watching the child being crucified, and watching the clan members fall one by one.
"My child, my my child." The purple-haired woman screamed with all her strength, but her voice gradually weakened. The light in her eyes quickly dissipated, and the last trace of the swaying fire of the soul was also extinguished. His bloody jade hands finally hung down helplessly.
Ye Chen's hands were soaked in blood, and tears couldn't help but well up in his eyes. He was still late, and he had never felt so useless as now. He watched helplessly, but there was nothing he could do.
"Let me tell you! There must be people alive." When Ye Chen was grieving, a sinister laughter sounded, and crowds of people flew into the mansion. Everyone's breath was cold, and everyone's face was ferocious. They stood all over the sky with great interest. Looking at Ye Chen below, "He is still a saint." To read the latest chapter, please follow WeChat account: rdww444