Imperial God Emperor: 0872, Hongyuan · killing intent

There is regret and helplessness in her eyes.

"Master Ye, according to the Heavenly Dragon Ancient Sect annals, this place was once called Kanazawa Castle. It is famous for ore. It was once one of the most efficient centers for commerce and trade in Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain. The chambers of commerce in domain have once There are stations, and the ore they export is of extremely high purity. Among the major domain, there was a magnificent scene that is hard to find ... Unfortunately, nearly a thousand years ago, because the environment and resources of Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain were drying up, the city of Kanazawa Not only are there no minerals, but other natural resources are also gradually declining. Those outside chambers of commerce and forces have left. Later, in order to survive, the local residents who are slightly capable in the city have also migrated out in large numbers. Before three Century, this place became a ruin that was left unattended and was lost in the yellow sand. "

A town can flourish because of the accumulation of population and the transfer of resources.

Once one of the links declines, even the once-prestigious giant city will gradually decline and eventually disappear in this world.

Ye Qingyu stands with a negative hand.

Even though I saw countless ruins and villages along the way, the ruined ancient city in front of me is definitely not smaller than Heaven Wasteland Domain Snow Capital in terms of size and area. Unfortunately, he ended up in such a way, letting him express his emotions, Among Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain, the heart of Ye Qingyu is unprecedentedly heavy.

domain's lifespan is dreadful.

Every domain has a day of decline, and Heaven Wasteland Domain can't escape the Heaven and Earth rule. If that day comes, will Heaven Wasteland Domain also become what Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain looks like today, and whether the creatures in Heaven Wasteland Domain will look like Is the Human Race in Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain struggling, waiting for the end of the end in despair? And is there any way to reverse all this?

Ye Qingyu's heart is nothing but sigh and compassion.

The crowd continues on the road.

After another stick of incense time.

It's still in the desert, the wind is bleak.

Ye Qingyu stopped again.

This time, it is not the site of the giant city that appeared in front.

It's a small village that looks completely abandoned.

Ye Qingyu stopped because this village is located on the edge of Desert. The wind and sand that arrived here is relatively less than already. It is surrounded by the village and there are some bowls. It looks like already weathered, but since There are still some trees with roots in the sand, which are too many times smaller than the old city of Kanazawa, which is less than a square mile, but because of the remaining tree branches, Ye Qingyu shines, and it seems to feel a Lifeline of Aura.

Qin Hui on one side is also a joy in her heart.

Is this a surviving Human Race village, maybe there is a living person in the middle of the town?

Several people slowed down, walking towards the village with hope.

This way, his current village's residence is extremely simple, only a few dozen, and they are built with simple rock blocks. Although it is old and shabby, covered by wind and sand, the damage is small, obviously. In recent years, there are still people living here, but I have not encountered any figure along the way. Those houses are empty, there are no door panels, and the house is half-filled with yellow sand ...

"What about people?"

"It won't be ..."

Ye Qingyu's heart floated with a hint of unpleasantness.

He did not use Divine Sense to observe.

Purely, I do n’t want to do this ... Maybe it's because of Undead/Immortal's heart. I hope I can find a living person.

Walk for a while.

Ye Qingyu suddenly lags behind, and the whole body is inexplicably stiff.

The unknown Qin Hui, Luo Yi, and Stupid Dog Little Nine behind him were all a little stunned, and they took a few steps forward, and were stunned by the scene.

There is a well piled with yellow rock blocks less than fifty meters away from them.

And all around the well were dense corpses.

Among these corpses, there are young men and women, as well as old people and children. Some are affected by wind and sand, and already gradually becomes dry, while others show some bones. Although already is air-dried, their appearance is still vague. Discerning, some expressions look stubborn, like they are struggling, and while some of the eyeballs already are dry and gloomy, they seem to reveal strong cravings at the bottom of their eyes, and there are some old-looking elderly people on their faces. What remains is endless despair and pain.

The only thing that is the same is that these deceased are all Human Race.

And they are basically ordinary people without the slightest internal energy Aura.

Ye Qingyu takes a few steps forward.

At a glance, he now clutches some broken ceramic earthenware pots and some rough-boiled rough embryo bowls in the hands of the dead villagers. At the last moment before dying, it seemed that they were crawling in the same direction, and it could be said that they had to exhaust their last strength and move their bodies to get closer to that direction.

The direction of the dry corpses is unified, the well in the center of Correct village.

The water well is also densely packed with various dead bodies, hundreds of them, stacked on top of each other, like a hill. This scene is simply unbearable.

"These people are all alive and thirsty."

Ye Qingyu already guessed something.

He walked over and came to the ancient well. At a glance, the well is now more than 30 meters deep, a normal well, but there is no water below already, and the sand at the bottom of the well is slightly moist. , But can't make water anymore ...

Ye Qingyu is sad and angry.

At this time, it was finally covered by Divine Sense, and the appearance of the entire village was reflected in his mind.

The village is small, with a radius of less than five miles, dozens of wells, different depths, and the other already is completely dry. Only this central well is dredged, and the bottom of the well is slightly wet. As you can imagine, the people in this village, Persistence to the end, to the last well, men, women, and children in the village gathered in front of the last millennium ancient well, hoping for mercy, this ancient well that blessed the village for thousands of years can be water again, but unfortunately, they are finally thirsty Starved to death at the wellhead hungry ... the whole village died.

Looking at the status of these dead bodies, Ye Qingyu can probably infer that the last villager should have died half a month ago.

If you can come earlier ...

Ye Qingyu is a bit self-blame, but it is helpless.

Saint Divine Ability, in the face of the power of Heaven and Earth, after all, looks a little weak.

The villagers of this village are kind and tenacious. Before they die, they still keep order. In front of the last water, there is no chaotic killing and struggling. If you look closely, you will die on the edge of the wellhead. They are all elderly, frail women and children, and the young and old are all in the lower order. At the end of their lives, they still adhere to the virtues and limits of Human Race, giving the opportunity to live to the weak.

This is what makes Ye Qingyu the most shocking and sad.

They are just ordinary people. Why can't such good people survive?

And those Heavenly Dragon Ancient Sect rebels, those ambitionists and rebels, but live well?

Ye Qingyu looks at this vast Heaven and Earth from afar. The killing in his eyes is as if thunder and lightning are brewing.

"Someday's knife will kill the dirty dogs in the world!"

Ye Qingyu ambitious.

This split second, Heavenly Dragon Ancient Domain Heaven and Earth is discolored.

A hurricane blew and rolled up the yellow sand like a sea wave, which drowned the entire village. The ancient wells and corpses were all buried below. Ye Qingyu left with Qin Hui and others, hundreds of miles away. , Still looking back, secretly sighing and praying, "I hope you rest in the ground!"

...

The desert is vast, vast and mysterious.

You can never guess what kind of history and civilization were buried under the long yellow sand.

Just when Ye Qingyu was born killing intent because of the tragic situation of the unknown village, some 5,000 miles away from Yuye City, the destination of their party, there were also some people who were waiting and supporting hard. With.

The ruins of this ancient city, standing on an endless Gobi, is like a giant abandoned by the era but still proudly standing. Although already is a ruin, but you can feel it carefully from those cracked walls On the rock wall, in the yellow sand that came by the wind and went away, I heard about the past prosperity and glory of this giant city.

The ruined gatehouse has already been weathered for most of the time. On the collapsed rock blocks and the broken stone wall, it is possible to piece together the solemn and magnificent characters of [澧 丰城].

It's called Fengfeng City.

More than 2,000 years ago, it was once a huge city with abundant plants, rich products and a thriving population.

But now it is just like Kanazawa Castle, and it is almost buried in the yellow sand. It used to be as famous as a giant city. Like the old man who walked with rotten wood, lonely standing in the Fengfeng City on the Gobi, already has become an ancient city ruin that can only wait for the wind and sand to gradually completely bury itself and be forgotten by history.

Wufeng City North district.

Hundreds of seemingly embarrassed Human Races are gathered beside a low, semi-curved building.

Among them, there are gray heads, covered with loess, rags, and old people with rusty faces. They are also covered with dust. The skirt of the dress has been torn, and the shoes on the feet are almost unable to cover the feet Women, as well as children with yellow faces and **** lips with cracked lips, hunger and thirst, hide in their mother's arms and weep.

"Mom ... I'm thirsty ..." A little boy, about four or five years old, drew into his mother's arms, as if slanging, weakly craving.

"Be patient ... Uncle Luo will be back soon ... After returning, there will be water ..." The mother gently soothed, her eyes were somewhat empty, and she looked at the direction of the door, then lightly Gently kissed the child's cracked lips, it seemed to want to feed a little saliva to moisturize his mouth, but at this moment her lips were already cracking, and her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak clearly, like a fire was stuffing her throat. , Constantly smoking —

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