Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 56: The Sea of ​​Fire (3)

Standing there, Ming Qing was surrounded by raging fire, and there was strong fire light everywhere, she couldn't see clearly and couldn't tell where she was.

It's just instinctive, relying on my own feelings, I can't help moving forward.

Wherever she went, everything was burning, the burning sky, the burning trees, and the burning earth. There were no birds, animals, flowers or insects. It was dead silent and lifeless.

She walked forward in a daze, staring at the burning world in a daze, and listening to the "crackling" sound of burning in a daze.

However, the scene here made her extremely familiar, as if she had experienced it herself.

She kept walking, and the sound gradually came to her ears, which was not clear, but she could feel the pain of the person who made the sound.

From far to near, it became clearer and clearer that Ming Qing could tell that it was the cry of people, many people were crying, sad cries, desperate mourning, desolate, miserable, like a needle stuck in the Ming Qing's heart.

She walked barefoot, and her white and tender feet stepped on the hot ground. Every step she took, a spark overflowed from her feet, and flowers bloomed every step of the way.

The fiery red clothes were burning like the surrounding things, but no damage could be seen. She was like a monster coming out of the fire, burning the whole world.

She looked around and saw burnt human corpses strewn all over the field, and the living hugged their relatives and friends and wailed bitterly;
Ming Qing wanted to approach them, but found that she couldn't deviate from her footsteps, as if someone was pulling her somewhere, she was struggling in her heart, but on the surface she watched uncontrollably with cold eyes.

She stepped on the cracked ground step by step, and on one side were villagers who had left their homes with their burdens on their backs, enduring drought, hunger, thirst, fire, and thieves robbing them from time to time;
On the other side were dry flowers and trees and monsters running desperately. She could see the elves in the flowers and plants trembling and struggling unbearably under the burning fire, as well as other creatures who were swept into the flames by the flames and disappeared in an instant.

Where is this?In the end what happened?Why are you here?
Ming Qing wanted to question loudly, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

She is a bystander here, who can see, hear, and feel the misery and despair here, but she has no way to participate.

Surrounded by panic and despair, she could not escape, but could only struggle hard. She was tortured in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.

Here, she is not only a bystander, but also a puppet with a soul. She has thoughts but can't act, so she can only watch with cold eyes.

The surrounding sounds gradually faded away, and her consciousness began to blur.

Ming Qing slowly opened her eyes, and fell asleep lying in the dream flower field again.

She sat up and shook her head vigorously to wake herself up and not recall the content of her dream.

This is not the first time I have slept in the dream flower field, and the time of deep sleep is getting longer and longer, and I will have the same dream every time, the flames soaring into the sky, and the screaming people, the picture is getting clearer and clearer.

She didn't know why she had such a terrible nightmare, but her instinct told her that it had something to do with herself.

However, thinking of the scene in the dream, she wished she could run far away, that kind of helpless despair, she only experienced it in her dream, and she never wanted to touch it.

Although she went to the God Realm with Lost God as soon as she was born, and has never experienced the warmth and coldness of the human world, but it does not mean that she is a fool.This Dream Flower Field is weird, and Hua Xiangxue is also weird.

(End of this chapter)