The fine snowflakes outside have stopped for some time, but the sky is still hazy, and the sharp north wind is howling and curling. Even as strong as a dragon, I can't help but tremble. It's not the coldness of my body, but this kind of ice. Thousands of miles away, the desolate scene of everything brings a kind of spiritual chill. wWw,QuANbEn-XiAoShUo,CoM
Long Yi yawned, stretched, looked at Bertha, who was pretty and blushing, and said with a smile, "What are you talking about so early in the morning? It's really disturbing your dreams."
Bertha spat lightly and hummed: "It's enough to disturb your erotic dream. If we don't set off, it will be dark again."
Bertha is right. There is still such weather in this season. The daytime is very short. It gets light late but gets dark early. Especially in such hazy weather, it can no longer be called daytime. It is blurry and hazy. It was so dark that in the previous life, people could have touched the telephone poles.
After a while, the two women who had been lingering in there for a long time put on their clothes and came out. The blush on their faces had not dissipated. The two women were so charming from the earth-shaking joy just now.
"Okay, pack up the tent and set off." Long Yi shouted, each of them put their tent into the space ring, and the five of them began to step into the entrance of the wild grassland.
The wild grassland has now become a real wasteland. The wild grass that was originally waist-deep has been blown by the north wind and clings to the ground, like an extremely soft yellow carpet. What is strange is that the entrance to the wilderness grassland is only a thin line away from the border of Aoyue, but the environment is completely different. First of all, except for a thin layer of snow on the edge, there is not a single snowflake in the rest of the place. The weeds are covered with crystal clear ice flowers, and when you step on them, there is a crunching sound of ice breaking.
"Ha, it's so fun." Bertha cheered, jumping left and right and having a great time. Totally like a little girl.
"Little brat, what's the point of having fun here?" Nalan Ruyue muttered softly, obviously unhappy with Bertha's early morning interruption.
Bertha's ears were very sharp, so she turned around and made a face at Nalan Ruyue. The big snow-white tail swayed and started playing again.
"Okay, stop playing, let's speed up and move forward." Long Yi shouted.
The farther inward the wild grassland is, the less affected it is by the cold air. Unlike the edge, which is not even alive at all, all the magical beasts have migrated inward.
On the fourth day after entering the wild grassland, various levels of Warcraft began to proliferate. The inhumane massacre of Warcraft by Long Yi and his group a few years ago did not seem to affect the reproduction of Warcraft. But yes, the wilderness grassland is so huge, and there are more than tens of millions of monsters living in it. The ones Long Yi killed were negligible.
Long Yi released the little tigers, fire unicorns and wild thunder beasts from the dark dimension, letting them drive the monsters around. Ever since the little tiger turned pure white. Its strength has grown very rapidly, but compared to the Fire Qilin and the Crazy Thunder Beast, its divine beast is only superficial. Long Yi couldn't help but think of the skeleton Long Er, and he didn't know when the black shadow in his body would be able to completely repair it.
The current state of mind of Long Yi and others is no longer comparable to that of a few years ago. Long Yi's strength at that time was completely different from what it is now. The magical beasts in the wild grassland no longer pose any threat to Long Yi, so what if they encounter super magical beasts? Along with the three divine beasts, Long Yi and Wushuang, two of the world's top experts with terrifying strength, even SSS-level super monsters have to bow down.
Twenty days later. In the middle of the wild grassland, a group of people stood on a raised slope and looked at the ruins not far away. A faint layer of black mist was still hanging over the ruins, and a thick dark atmosphere rushed towards them.
"Father, mother, my people of the Holy City, Bing Ning is back... Wushuang is dressed in white clothes, and her eyes are looking sadly at the Holy City in front of her where there once was a glorious and splendid magical civilization. That was her home. But now there is only Under this desperate ruins.
Long Yi and the others looked at Wu Shuang silently from behind and did not disturb her. She needed a space to release her feelings.
After a thousand years of dreaming, the world has already become a wasteland. All relatives have been buried underground and turned into a piece of loess. The familiar world is no longer there, and no one can stay calm.
Suddenly, a drop of crystal clear tears slipped from Wushuang's face, and was blown by the wind and floated on Long Yi's face. Long Yi felt heartbroken, and Wu Shuang's feelings truly reflected in Long Yi's heart, making him feel sad again. Pity and heartache.
"My roots are in the vast grassland, where there are amiable people and countless flowers. The majestic holy city is my home, where there is a splendid civilization and beautiful families." Wushuang opened his mouth slightly and sang in a melodious voice. In the wild grassland, this should be a song praising the holy city, but the originally cheerful tune sounded so desolate when sung from Wushuang's mouth.
Nalan Ruyue and Bertha were filled with tears. Their hearts were soft, moved by Wushuang's sadness, and they were sad and sad together with her.
Wushuang chanted over and over again, and by the end her face was filled with tears. She slowly walked towards the ruins step by step, trying her best to recognize the city where she was born and raised.
"Husband, should we go and persuade Sister Wushuang, she is so pitiful." Nalan Ruyue said with tears while pulling Long Yi's sleeve.
Long Yi shook his head, patted Nalan Ruyue's head gently and sighed: "Let's just follow her from a distance and don't disturb her. This is her world."
Long Yi looked around, and the scene of his adventure with Leng Youyou, Lucia and Man Niu came to mind. With their weak strength at that time, it was really a miracle that they could come out of the wilderness alive.
This lost city still maintained a bit of its original appearance when we first arrived a few years ago. However, because the authorities in the city lord's palace were triggered at that time, this lost city has been basically buried underground, and the ground is covered with weeds. , only some remaining broken tiles are vaguely visible.
Click, click, click, and suddenly many undead creatures wearing broken armor and holding rusty weapons crawled out from the ruins. Long Yi and four others immediately stepped forward and followed Wushuang in a defensive posture.
What's strange is that these undead creatures did not launch an attack. Instead, they formed two long lines, standing on both sides of Wushuang. When Wushuang moved forward, they also moved forward. When Wushuang stopped, they also stopped. It seemed that they had become A peerless guard.
"It's been thousands of years, can these undead creatures still recognize their master?" Long Yi thought strangely, but the civilization of the Lost City has reached a level that Long Yi can't even imagine, and if anything happens, it won't be enough. strange.
Gradually, as we walked along, more and more undead guards followed, totaling two to three thousand people, forming an entire undead army. Wushuang seemed to have finally woken up. The tears on her face had dried up, and her expression became as cold as before.
At the end of the day, Wushuang came to a wasteland and stopped in front of it. The dark atmosphere here was the strongest. Wushuang's mouth began to close quickly, and he recited obscure spells, and the water magic elements began to condense crazily. Although the place was shrouded in a dark atmosphere, it was not easy to cast this magic with the strength of Wushuang Dharma God.
"Water Lotus Break." Wushuang shouted sweetly, and the ice blue staff in his slender hand emitted a light blue halo that went straight to the ground.
Soon, the entire land began to tremble violently, and bursts of water began to appear on the surface.
"Boss, Wushuang, what kind of magic is this? Can you get some spring water for drinking?" Man Niu asked Long Yi with a puzzled look on his face.
Long Yi shrugged, feeling the tremors coming from the depths of the ground, and said angrily: "You will know after reading, what nonsense are you talking about."
Just as Long Yi finished speaking, the tremors of the earth suddenly intensified. The huge force of the earthquake made people almost want to vomit blood. The barbarian bull accidentally flipped his butt to the ground, while Nalan Ruyue and Bertha screamed left and right. He grabbed Long Yi's arms tightly.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a huge column of water mixed with soil rose into the sky. The momentum made people wonder if the end of the world had come.
Fortunately, this water column was just a flash in the pan. Long Zhang opened a barrier to block the downward impact of water columns and soil. With such a huge momentum, even a swordsman-level warrior would vomit three liters of blood if he was hit.
"Ah... look, how did this house come out of the ground?" Bertha stared at the big house in front of her in stunned silence.
Long Yi was also a little stunned, because the house that Wushuang pulled up from the ground was the City Lord's Mansion that he had visited before, which was also Wushuang's former home. Unexpectedly, the big earthquake at that time only buried the City Lord's Mansion deeper. Didn't let it fall apart.
As the dejected Wushuang walked into the door, he found that the expected magic lamp did not light up. He thought that the magic lamp on the wall would automatically light up as soon as Long Yi entered the door. Now those devices may have been damaged.
After passing through the hall, we came to the long corridor. Maybe it had not been ventilated for too long. The smell here was very unpleasant. The thick dark atmosphere and the rotten air were disgusting. However, Long Yi and others were not delicate and expensive. Young Master, I can certainly tolerate this.
Wushuang walked along the long outline for a while and stopped in front of a room door. Long Yi vaguely remembered that it was in this room that he found the magic crystal ball with Wushuang's appearance. It must have been Wushuang's previous boudoir. undoubtedly.
Sure enough, Wushuang stretched out a trembling hand and pushed open the door and walked in. The layout inside was already damaged, and the furniture, beds, and the like had long since fallen apart. They turned into powder and fell down with a light touch.
"Father, mother." Suddenly, Wushuang seemed to be in a state of delirium, and disappeared into the room with a flash of white light.
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