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Within the territory of the mainland, outside a small town called Mixiu in the south, it had been drizzling for a day and a night. In the afternoon, it gradually became more violent. The heavy raindrops were like drumbeats, hitting the ground densely and hitting people's faces. It was particularly painful, but at least it brought a hint of coolness, as if it indicated that the hot summer was coming to an end. The cool and bleak autumn footsteps were getting closer and closer.
For some reason, the closing bell of the town's gate rang. In the rainy weather, the sound was muffled and hurried, making people feel a little uneasy.
Groups of people in ragged clothes lined up and poured into the city gate. There were soldiers in black raincoats reading out loud the names one by one. Most of the people whose names were read out had a dull look in their eyes, and they responded numbly. Occasionally, there would be a few restless people who would come up to the soldiers and ask, "Is there anything to eat?"
The answer they got was often an expressionless look, and then they saw the indifferent soldier with dripping water on the brim of his hat raised his neck, turned to the side, and shouted, "Next, Genn Abelka!"
The person who asked the question walked away awkwardly, muttering something.
Several elderly people, sitting in the corner, dug maggots in the rotten flesh on their swollen calves with their shriveled fingers, and then carefully stored them in glass bottles, or directly put them in their mouths to chew. The corners of their mouths were curled up in a strange smile, while they stared blankly at the few hooligans who were beaten up by the military and police at the city gate, trying to snatch the children in the arms of the women.
"Go to hell! Rotten things, I'll pray to God that he'll fucking bless you! " A one-eyed man wearing only a pair of pants fell out of the hooligans' group. He spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his middle finger at the military and police, "They're all f * cking rotten, rotten!"
He glared at the old bastards who were squatting by the wall and giggling at him, then turned around and walked inside. On the other side of the city gate, beside the pile of corpses, other than a few zombie-like people who were sneakily wandering around the pile of corpses, there was a little girl about five years old. She was wearing a dirty and tattered red dress that was almost impossible to tell it was originally red. She broke free from the hands of a burly man and ran to the pile of corpses. She forcefully pulled out the body of an eight-year-old boy from the pile of corpses.
She was too young, and her face was sallow and thin. It was raining heavily outside, so after a few steps, the burly man with hairy arms carried her back again.
The little girl struggled desperately, her little hands spread open, and she cried something.
The man took her into the line, and as soon as he let go, the little girl ran like crazy towards the body of the little boy, still holding on to it. She fell and fell into the muddy water.
There were many people lining up at the gate, and the one-eyed hooligan watched with interest as the man carried the little girl back again and again. The little girl struggled desperately again and again, using all kinds of opportunities to rush back into the rain, trying to pull back the little body.
The one-eyed hooligan could see that the little girl was Asian, and should have no direct relationship with the burly man. After waiting for a while, he felt that it was time. He walked forward, ready to talk to the man. No matter what he wanted to do, no matter what God could not see, he had to have a share of the benefits.
He was just a few steps away, and the middle-aged man also saw him. He immediately became alert and tightly grabbed the little girl's arm. The one-eyed hooligan snorted coldly. What, you still want to take it for yourself?
He was just about to take two more steps when he saw a middle-aged woman squeezing through the crowd. She was white, a little fat, and her hair was cut short, but it was still a healthy blonde. Seeing the little girl rushing towards the little body in the rain again and again, she covered her mouth, squatted down, and stroked the little girl's dirty hair. She said very slowly, "Dear, he is already dead. We can't take him in with us."
The little girl seemed to understand part of the sentence. She cried and shook her head, trying to say something in a language that the one-eyed hooligan did not understand. It seemed that she did not want to admit that the little boy was dead.
"Dear, we have to be brave, right? Brother is already dead. He went to heaven, where God will take good care of him. You have a fever, come in with us … "The short-haired woman stood up, feeling dizzy. The middle-aged man with hairy arms beside her hurriedly held her up. His hand loosened, and the little girl ran out again.
The one-eyed hooligan's eyes darkened, and he put his right hand into his pocket, holding the dagger in his hand. He stared at the bag of food and the little girl in the couple's hands, and quietly approached them.
…
The shadow man was not dead, but it looked like he was dead. There was no light in his eyes, it was pale.
It didn't know how many times the little girl had run to it. It didn't feel any pain when the rain hit its body, nor did it feel cold. It felt the same as its mood.
This time, it was really going to die. But so what?
It didn't seem to have anything to be afraid of or excited about. Moreover, without this little girl, it would have died a long time ago. This time, it was indeed forced into a desperate situation.
Day after day, night after night, he could not fall asleep, nor could he move at all. Only by feeding himself with the rotten food that the little girl had picked up from all over the place did he manage to survive, but he could not stop himself from slowly sliding into the abyss of death.
It no longer thought about anything, and it was no longer angry. Suddenly, it felt that it had never been so peaceful before, it just wanted to stay here.
When the little girl rushed into the rain again, crying and pulling its arm that it could no longer feel, the shadow man looked at the raindrops falling from the sky and let out a deep sigh.
It wanted to tell her, "You can go, just let me stay here quietly."
But it couldn't make any sound. It couldn't move.
This was the helplessness that Chu Yunsheng had nagged it about. It hadn't felt this kind of feeling for a long time.
When the beep sound came from the north, it suddenly understood where it was wrong, and why it was unlucky.
It didn't encounter the battle between the gods, nor did it fight with Chu Yunsheng. It shouldn't have come here out of curiosity to find the legendary things.
It had lived for a long time, and it had seen many magical things. It had also found some ancient and distant traces on some remote planets, and it had always wanted to go to the Divine Kingdom to see the legendary world.
But this place was definitely a whirlpool, a quagmire, a land of death!
Therefore, it also wanted to tell the little girl that it was a pity that it could no longer fly and could no longer leave this place. Otherwise, even if it was a master-servant relationship, it would still take her away from this rotten and stinky place.
No matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't wash it away.
*****
"Across this plain, there is a small town for us to take a rest."
Bauer jumped off the Hummer and stood on top of a green hill. He pointed to the north and said to Chu Yunsheng, who was riding on a horse.
"How far is it?" Chu Yunsheng asked.
"Speed up, if we don't rest, we can get there before dark." Bauer was looking at the map.
Behind them was the desert. In order to get out of the territory of the Hai Kingdom as soon as possible, they rushed all the way here.
Whether it was the people from the Continental Empire or the people on earth, they were not in high spirits. The hot weather and the desert climate made everyone listless.
But the real reason was not this. It was just that no one wanted to say it, as if saying it would increase the invisible pressure.
Prince Hu Er also didn't seem to be in the mood to flirt with his new maid. The vulgar legend he told seemed to have given him a lot of psychological pressure.
Depressing was enough to describe this tired team.
The horse that Chu Yunsheng was sitting on turned around and looked at the vast grassland in the north with a pair of binoculars. Just now, when they entered the border of the Continental Empire, they received the first news in a military station.
The Continental Empire sent an urgent message to kill all newborn babies, regardless of race, no one was spared!
There were no babies in Hu Er's team to kill, so he put it aside. But he was more worried about the situation in Sun City, because other than that, he still couldn't receive any other news.
After sending Bauer away, Chu Yunsheng summoned Ba Yi and returned the map to him, "After the grassland, we will be separated. Now the situation is changing rapidly, and I don't know what will happen in the future. In short, let's do what we can."
Ba Yi didn't care and said, "If I knew this, I wouldn't have asked Miss Wen. Originally, there were only two speculations, but in the end, there was one more. Why would God be so bored to make a replica of Earth?"
Chu Yunsheng held the hilt of the sword and said, "In any case, you should pay attention to this matter and see if you can find any evidence, but be careful, safety first."
Ba Yi smiled and said, "I don't really care, but you …"
Chu Yunsheng frowned and asked, "What about me?"
Ba Yi said with a smirk on his face, "In fact, I think Buterne and Miss Wen are both very good. No, there is also the chick who went to the Tian Yu Kingdom. Didn't you like her before? Don't hold yourself back for too long! Speaking of which, f * ck, that chick in the sea is really, really, hehe, I like that smell! "
Gru, who was next to him, suddenly interrupted and said disdainfully, "She is a bitch!"
Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and looked at the north. His eyes were deep, and he said calmly, "Ba Yi, this is the first time I have seen a real grassland in my life. Unfortunately, there are no roses."
Ba Yi was surprised, "What?"
"Go!"
Chu Yunsheng shouted and rode the horse into the endless grassland. Holding the hilt of the sword, he closed his eyes, slightly raised his body, took a deep breath, and let the horse gallop up and down.
Weeds that were half the height of a person, mixed with wildflowers, spread around him …
"Li, can you hear the voice in my heart? Are you okay? Is our daughter okay? Do you remember that I said I would take you to see the grassland? Why am I alone … "
…
The horse gradually stopped. Chu Yunsheng opened his eyes and smelled the fragrant air. He seemed to see her wearing a white dress, standing in the grass, smiling like a flower.
He looked at her and smiled slightly.
"Have you been here all this time …"
"Yes, I want to plant a field of roses."
…
Behind him, the knights were roaring, their armors were crisscrossing, and their swords were sharp, carrying a bloody aura, smashing everything he "saw" into pieces.
The galloping cavalry passed by him one by one. Holding the reins, Chu Yunsheng raised his head and looked at the empty grassland again. Unconsciously, his eyes were already wet. After a moment of silence, he pulled the reins of the horse, shouted loudly, and turned around to catch up with the group of cavalry that was gradually getting farther and farther away. Like a flood, he rushed towards the north.
In the queue, the golden-armored knights shuttled back and forth to pass the order, "His Royal Highness ordered us to speed up, do not stop, set up camp before dark!"
^ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for me at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued.)
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