fairy wife

Such things as dragon veins and dragon energy will not be easily produced, nor will they disappear easily.Since according to the elders of Jingbo Gate, this generation of the Chen dynasty still has more than a hundred years of luck, it is very unusual for the dragon's veins to be cut off and the dragon's aura to disappear now.

The elder at Jingbomen would definitely not think of the crack like Shi'er did, and there are probably not many people in the world who can think of it.

So Shi'er decided to go to the capital.Even if there is no crack, I'm afraid there are other strange things.

For example, who is the person who used the soul bottle to collect dead souls by taking advantage of troubled waters when the two armies were at war?What is his origin?

For Qiuqiu's question, Shi'er can help her answer one or two: "Although I haven't seen this person with my own eyes, I can see one or two clues from the soul bottle. Fang Zhenren once met someone in his early years. A strange thing, there is a place where the plague is spreading. When he went to inspect it, he found that the plague was not a natural disaster, but man-made. Someone poisoned the drinking water in those places, so the people there died in pieces. Not only In this way, he also discovered that after the people who should have died were buried, they were dug up and stolen that night. He tracked them down for several months, but the other party was too cunning and unscrupulous in their actions. Fang Zhenren was concerned about the innocent people being held hostage. , was finally escaped by that person.”

"What use is he digging up dead bodies?"

"Refining puppet corpses." Shi'er's tone became serious: "This kind of vicious and evil cultivation, everyone can punish it."

Qiuqiu imagined that situation, and couldn't help shivering.

Monsters are very scary, but they are not of my kind.It is their nature to kill and destroy.And among the same kind, there are such evil and unscrupulous people, which is truly terrifying.

This topic made both of them feel very uncomfortable. After a moment of silence, Shi'er picked up the topic again and talked about formations.

"After knowing for the first time that Guo Zhangfeng used the formation as a seal to block the access to the Demon Realm, I began to wonder what kind of place the Demon Realm is. How far is it from our world? How did it come about... I read many books, and I didn't even let go of some ancient absurd rumors."

"Have you found anything?"

Qiuqiu became inexplicably nervous.

She felt as if some great secret was about to be revealed in front of her.

"Yes." Shi'er looked into her eyes: "I found out..."

He only said half a sentence, then suddenly raised his head: "Someone is here."

Although they were in a secret realm, Shi'er's cultivation level was much higher than Qiuqiu's.He could detect movement outside the secret realm, but Qiuqiu couldn't.

The topic was interrupted at this point, until they set off for the capital, Qiuqiu was too busy to talk about it with Shi'er.

They didn't stop much along the way, but Qiuqiu still noticed the difference.

The smell on the wind is different.

The peaceful, life-like smell of the past is gone.The wind that blows is full of the smell of war.Close your eyes, you can still feel the long-lasting resentment floating around.It is the last imprint left on the world before death.Unwilling, despair, pain.

To put it bluntly, dead souls are the same kind of energy as the spiritual power cultivated in their bodies.The difference is that mountains and rivers, flowers and trees.There is also the spiritual power in the human body that is endless, comfortable and growing.This power is destructive.Totally negative energy.

Qiuqiu thought of that cold black soul bottle.With so much negative emotion and energy being packed inside, I heard that the method used by those evil cultivators to refine these dead souls is even crueler.

She exhaled, put aside all these messy thoughts, hugged Shi'er's arm even harder, and pressed her face tightly against his back.

There was a pleasant smell of green grass from Shi'er, which was the breath of life, fresh and fresh.

Shi'er said softly, "What's wrong?"

When he spoke, his chest vibrated, and Qiuqiu could feel the vibration as he pressed against him.

Never before had she felt such a desire for peace.

"The other day you said you found out? You just started, and you won't say anything more."

"En." Shi'er didn't answer her immediately, but suddenly said, "Look below."

Qiuqiu was a little confused, so, as he said, look down.

The mountains and rivers are lush and the rivers are winding.Such a hasty glance from a distance, no trace of the raging war can be seen, and the mountains and rivers are still picturesque.

"See what?"

Qiuqiu thought to himself, seeing mountains, rivers, lakes, and vaguely belt-like roads.Occasionally, I can see small villages and fields.

Ordinary people will never have the opportunity to look down on the land like this in their lifetime—this place is not modern, and you can see all kinds of scenery when you travel by plane.

Qiuqiu was dizzy, but everything she saw was still the same.

"can not tell."

Shi'er could hear her frustration, and there was a bit of a smile in her voice: "It's okay, let's take a closer look. We still have half a day to go to the capital."

Qiuqiu squinted her eyes and leaned lazily against him.

She is not that stupid.Shi'er coaxed her to keep watching, and she simply closed her eyes to rest.

The spirit bird flew into the clouds, surrounded by white mist.

Qiuqiu reached out and grabbed a handful, it was cool.

Shi'er asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I remember what happened when I was a child." Qiuqiu said: "When I was still naive, I looked at the cotton blossoms floating in the sky and always wondered why they didn't fall down? Could it be that someone hung them on a rope? Is it there? But then I thought, what if one day it suddenly falls and hits my head?"

What she said was indeed something about her childhood, but what she said was when she was a child in her younger life.She won't be so stupid in this life, because she has memories of her previous life.

Shi'er didn't hear her mention this, but now it's funny to hear: "Are you so timid? Are you afraid that the clouds will fall?"

"Who says I'm timid, I'm not afraid." Qiuqiu said, "I think cotton is a very light and soft thing. Even if it falls and hits my head, it won't hurt very much."

It was the first time Shi'er had heard of such a whimsical idea.His childhood was lacklustre, he had never been relaxed and happy, let alone such wild fantasies.

"Look down, it's the canal."

Qiuqiu looked down, and the canal looked like a shining ribbon in the sun, with no head forward and no tail behind.

Although in the eyes of their practitioners, manpower is very insignificant.But thousands, tens of thousands of people work together to do one thing.This power is also considerable.Isn't that how canals are dug through by manpower?

It was sunset time when they arrived in the capital.

The setting sun had sunk below the horizon, and the warmth of the day was gradually blown away by the cold night wind.The sky was so vast that it was so gray that the boundaries between heaven and earth could not be distinguished.

The tower of the capital is tall and majestic, Qiuqiu looked up at a corner of the tower.The black eaves stand upright alone in the twilight, for some reason.This scene reminded Qiuqiu of a scene she had seen somewhere.

The tower was like a dead bird she had seen before, its wings drooping lifelessly.

"Go into the city."

The capital must have suffered a lot of changes, it was not dark yet, the gates of the capital were closed tightly, and Qiuqiu even saw the imprints of ax chiseling and the scorching marks left by the fire on the thick gate.

The underground should have been paved with bluestone, but now it is covered with solidified black blood.Many have seeped into the rock crevices.

They crossed the city wall and entered the capital.

No one was seen on the street, and some of the doors along the street were tightly closed.Others are the exact opposite—open, defenseless.

The city was filled with a strong smell of death, just like what Qiuqiu had smelled on the way here, but it was much stronger than that.If the dead air on the way here is still like smoke, it's just invisible.Then the dead air here is so thick that it seems to be in a stalemate state, and it is so crowded that people can't breathe smoothly.

Qiuqiu is very uncomfortable here.

Shi'er took her hand.

Qiuqiu turned her head and gave him a forced smile.

Shi'er knew that Qiuqiu had pure spiritual power and was particularly sensitive to the environment, so she must feel very uncomfortable now.

The slightly cool spiritual power passed through the clasped hands of the two.From his body to Qiuqiu's physical strength.

Obviously his spiritual power is cool, but Qiuqiu's chest is slowly getting warmer.The unseen burden that weighed on me was lightened.

There were groups of soldiers passing by on the street. Although they passed each other, they turned a blind eye to Qiuqiu and his party.

Their faces were full of hostility, full of murderous aura, and one of them held a knife in his hand and didn't put it in the scabbard. There was a gap in the blade, and it was still stained with fresh blood. The blade dripped down and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Walking forward, they saw someone dragging several dead bodies to the corner of the street. There were two wooden carts there. The people who collected the dead bodies did not wear soldier uniforms, but had red belts on their arms. They looked dull. , lifeless, probably the person in charge of collecting corpses.

The corpses being carried onto the carts were not those of soldiers, but judging by their clothes, they probably belonged to wealthy families.The body bearer skillfully searched the property from the dead body.

Qiuqiu even saw children's feet protruding from the corpses piled up on the wooden cart.

Qiuqiu turned her face away, there was something churning desperately in her stomach, she couldn't suppress the boredom, she bent down and vomited towards the side of the road.

In the past, the word "turbulent times" was only seen in books, but now she saw it with her own eyes.

Shi'er didn't make a sound to comfort her, and when she straightened up, he handed her water.

Qiuqiu rinsed her mouth, feeling better than before, nodded and said, "Let's go."

The closer you get to the Forbidden Palace, the more depressing you feel.

The dark red color of the palace wall is really blood-stained, and there are heavy guards at the gate of the palace.The emperor's palace looks like a huge cage. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: One update will be sent.

Thank you for your concern, Big Chengzi's eyes are healed, but today I will give him some eye drops to consolidate the effect.

In addition, Big Chengzi's father caught a cold, listless and looked like a sick chicken, so pitiful. .kisses.

The second watch will be later, so let’s see it again tomorrow morning.