The fine snowflakes outside have stopped for some time, but the sky is still hazy, and the terrible north wind is whistling and rolling, even if it is as strong as Long Yi, he can't help but tremble, not the physical cold, but this kind of frozen thousands of miles, the scene of everything depressed brings a kind of coldness to the spirit.

Long Yi yawned, stretched his waist, looked at the red-faced Bertha on the side and smiled: "What are you muttering early in the morning, it's really disturbing your dreams." ”

Bertha took a sip and snorted, "It's almost the same thing that disturbs your spring dreams, and it's going to be dark again when we don't come out of this day." ”

Bertha is right, there is this season and this weather, the daytime is very short, the day is late but dark early, especially this kind of hazy weather can no longer be called daytime, vague and dim, in the previous life can people touch the telephone pole.

In the middle of the night, the two girls who had been rubbing inside for a long time put on their clothes and walked out, their faces flushed, and the earth-shaking joy just now made the two girls charming.

"Alright, put away the tent and get out." Long Yi shouted, each of them put their tents into the spatial ring, and the five of them began to step into the entrance of the barren grassland.

The barren grassland is now a veritable wasteland, and the waist-length weeds are blown to the ground by the north wind, like an extremely soft yellow carpet. What is strange is that the entrance of the barren grassland is only a line away from the border of the Aoyue, but the environment is very different, except for a thin layer of snow on the edge, there is not a single snowflake in the rest of the place, but the weeds are covered with crystal clear ice flowers, and when you step on it, there is a creaking sound of ice breaking.

"Huh. It's fun. Bertha cheered, jumping left and right and having fun, like a little girl.

"What's the fun of this, little brat." Nalan Ruyue muttered softly, obviously unhappy with Bertha's early morning disturbance.

Bertha's ears were very bright, and she turned her head and made a grimace at Nalan Ruyue, and her big snow-white tail shook and played again.

"Alright, stop playing, let's move forward." Long Yi shouted.

The further the barren grassland goes, the less affected it is by the cold. Unlike the edges, which are not even angry at all, the monsters have all migrated in.

Stay until the fourth day of entering the barren steppe. All levels of demonic beasts began to proliferate, and the inhumane massacre of demonic beasts by Long Yiyi and his party all the way a few years ago did not seem to affect the reproduction of demonic beasts. But it's also. How big the barren grassland is, and there are more than 10 million demonic beasts living in it, and the ones killed by the dragon are not counted.

Long Yi released the Dark Dimensional Space Little Tiger, Fire Qilin, and Wild Thunder Beast, and let them run around with the horde of demonic beasts. Since the little tiger turned pure white, his strength has grown very quickly, but compared to the fire unicorn and the wild thunder beast. It's just a mythical beast. Ryuichi unconsciously thought of the skeleton Ryuuji, and he didn't know when the black shadow in his body would be able to completely repair it.

Now the state of mind of Long Yi and the others is not comparable to a few years ago, at that time, Long Yi's strength was simply different from now, and the Warcraft of the Barren Grassland no longer posed any threat to Long Yi, even if he encountered Warcraft, what then? With the three divine beasts on the side, Long Yi and Wushuang, the two top powerhouses in the world with terrifying strength, even SSS-level demonic beasts have to be subservient.

Twenty days later. In the middle of the barren grassland, a group of people stood on a raised slope in a daze, looking at a ruin not far away, and a faint black fog was still shrouded in the sky above the ruins. A thick aura of darkness rushed in front of you.

"Father, mother, the people of my holy city, Bing Ning has returned...... "Wushuang was dressed in white, and her eyes looked sadly at the holy city in front of her, which had once had a brilliant magical civilization, which was her home, but now only this desperate ruin remained.

Long Yi and the four of them looked at Wushuang silently behind her back, and didn't bother her, she needed a space to release her feelings.

A dream for a thousand years, the world Songhai has already become a cangtian, all the relatives have been buried in the ground for a long time into an embryo of loess, the familiar world is no longer, no one can keep calm.

Suddenly, a crystal clear tear slipped down Wushuang's face, and was blown by the wind and floated on Long Yi's face, Long Yi felt heartache, and Wushuang's feelings were truly reflected in Long Yi's heart, making him feel pity and heartache.

"The reckless grassland is my roots, there are amiable people, there are countless flowers, the majestic holy city is my home, there is a splendid civilization, there are beautiful people." Wushuang opened his mouth slightly, and the melodious singing voice sang in the barren grassland, this should be a song to praise the holy city, but the original cheerful tune was sung from Wushuang's mouth, but it seemed so desolate.

Nalan Ruyue and Bertha were full of tears, their hearts were as soft as cotton, moved by Wushuang's sadness, and they were sad and sad with her.

Wushuang chanted over and over again, and by the end she had burst into tears, and she slowly walked towards the ruined land, trying to recognize the city where she had been born and raised.

"Husband, should we persuade Sister Wushuang, she is too pitiful." Nalan Ruyue pulled Long Yi's sleeve and said with tears in her eyes.

Long Yi shook his head, patted Nalan Ruyue's head lightly and sighed: "Let's follow her from afar, don't disturb her, this is her world." ”

Long Yi looked around, and the scene of the original expedition with Leng Youyou, Lucia and the Wild Bull came to mind, and it was a miracle that they were able to come out of the barren grassland alive with their weak strength at that time.

The Lost City had just been in its original appearance a few years ago, and because of the mechanism that had been touched in the City Lord's Mansion at that time, the Lost City had been largely buried underground, and the ground was overgrown with weeds, with only some remnants of broken tiles still faintly visible.

Suddenly, many undead creatures dressed in broken armor and holding rusty weapons crawled out of the ruins, and the four of them immediately stepped forward quickly and followed closely behind Wushuang, making a defensive gesture.

It's just strange that these undead creatures didn't attack, but instead formed two long rows, just standing on both sides of Wushuang, and they also moved forward, and they also stopped when Wushuang stopped, as if they had become Wushuang's guards.

"It's been thousands of years, will these undead creatures still recognize the master?" Ryuichi thought strangely, but the civilization of the Lost City had reached a point that Ryuichi did not dare to imagine, and it was not surprising that anything was born.

Gradually, along the way, there were more and more undead guards following, there were two or three thousand people, and the whole undead army was over. Wushuang seemed to be at the end of her life, the tears on her face had dried up, and her expression became as cold as before.

At the end of the day, Musou came to a stop in front of a wasteland, where the dark aura was at its strongest. Wushuang's mouth began to close quickly, and he recited an obscure incantation, and the water magic elements began to condense wildly, although this place was shrouded in darkness, it was not easy to cast this magic with the strength of the Wushuang Law God.

"Water lotus breaks." Wushuang Jiao snorted, and the ice blue staff in his hand emitted a light blue halo that went straight to the ground.

Soon, the whole earth began to shake violently, and columns of water began to emerge from the surface.

"Boss, what kind of magic is this, Wushuang, do you want to make some spring water to drink?" Manniu asked Long Yi with a puzzled expression.

Long Yi shrugged, feeling the tremor coming from the depths of the ground, and said angrily: "Just look at it, you will know, what nonsense." ”

As soon as Long Yi finished speaking, the tremor of the earth suddenly intensified, and the huge tremor made people almost want to vomit blood, and the brute bull overturned to the ground without noticing, while Nalan Ruyue and Beisha exclaimed in surprise and grabbed Long Yi's arms left and right.

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and a huge column of water mixed with dirt rose into the sky, and the momentum made people wonder if the end of the world had arrived.

Fortunately, this water column was just a flash in the pan, and the dragon opened the enchantment to block those water columns and soil that rushed down, such a huge momentum, even if a swordsman-level warrior was smashed up, he would have to vomit three liters of blood.

"Ah...... You see, how did this house come out of the ground? Bertha stared at the big house in front of her.

Long Yi was also a little stunned, because the house that was uprooted from the ground by Wushuang was the City Lord's Mansion that he had explored before, that is, Wushuang's previous home, and he didn't expect that the earthquake at that time only buried this City Lord's Mansion even deeper, and did not let it fall apart.

As the dejected Wushuang walked into the door, the magic lamp that was expected to be turned on did not turn on, thinking that the magic lamp on the wall automatically lit up as soon as Long Yi entered the door, and now those devices may have been damaged.

After passing through the hall, I came to the long walk, maybe there was no ventilation for too long, the smell here was very unpleasant, and the thick dark aura and the smell of decay were disgusting, but Long Yi and the others were not delicate and expensive Miss Gongzi, and this could be tolerated.

Wushuang walked along the long silhouette for a while, and stopped in front of the door of a room, Long Yi vaguely remembered that it was in this room that the magic crystal ball with the appearance of Wushuang appeared, and it should be the boudoir before Wushuang.

Sure enough, Wushuang stretched out a trembling hand and pushed open the door and walked in, the layout inside had long been broken, and those furniture beds and the like had already fallen apart, and they turned into powder and fell down with a light touch of his hand.

"Father, mother." Suddenly, Wushuang seemed to fall into a delusion, and the white light on his body disappeared into the room in a flash.