It rained heavily for several hours and suddenly stopped. After such a long time, the clothes on the three of them had already dried. The dark clouds quickly dispersed, the sky became brighter, and the brilliance of the sun broke through.
The clouds shone down again.
A gust of breeze blew in, sneaking in through the window of the hut, which was extremely refreshing. Li Ruoxue stretched out and said, "I'm really tired after sitting for so long!"
Li Xingkong put out the still burning fire and said, "The rain has stopped, so let's get on the road! There is a city not far from here called Fengcheng. Let's rest there tonight.
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"Okay." Huang Tian naturally had no objection. He was not familiar with the outside world and didn't know where to go after leaving Qinglong Mountain. Only then did he feel that it would be a good choice to go on the road with the two of them.
Li Ruoxue waved her little hands and said happily: "In that case, let's go!"
"Wow, the air is so clear. Look there, look, it's such a huge dragon!" As soon as she left the house, Li Ruoxue pointed in the direction of the Qinglong Mountains and shouted excitedly.
"What's all the fuss about?"
Li Xingkong and Huang Tian also walked out and looked in the direction of Li Ruoxue's finger. They saw that Qinglong Mountain looked extremely green after the rain. Above Qinglong Mountain, white mist condensed and lingered for a long time, forming the shape of a giant white dragon.
The giant dragon hovers over Qinglong Mountain, lifelike.
Huang Tian frowned, how could this be? There is no trace of fog in the hundreds of thousands of mountains surrounding the Qinglong Mountains. It seems that they exist only to preserve the mystery of the Qinglong Mountains. Only the sky above the Qinglong Mountains has fog condensed.
Huang Tian had never seen this scene before in the mountains, and thought in his mind: It seems that this place is called Qinglong Mountains for a reason. Isn't the mist just a rolling dragon?
"It's so spectacular! Although I couldn't see the scene of "blood rushing thousands of miles and purple energy majestic Qinglong Mountain" this time, I was able to see another feat of Qinglong Mountain. It was a worthwhile trip!
"Li Xingkong looked at the giant dragon formed by the mist above the Qinglong Mountains and sighed. "The Qinglong Mountains are indeed worthy of their reputation."
Li Ruoxue was extremely happy and said with a smile: "Who says otherwise? This trip can be considered fruitful!"
"Xiao Tiantian, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?" Li Ruoxue saw Huang Tian frowning and thinking about something, and felt a little strange and asked.
Huangtian raised his head, smiled at Li Ruoxue, and said, "Oh, it's nothing."
Li Ruoxue pursed her lips and was not in the mood to watch, and said: "Let's go, it will be bad if we can't reach Fengcheng if it's too late."
"Well, okay." Huang Tian nodded and said.
Ten miles south of the Qinglong Mountains, there is a city with a long history, which is Fengcheng. It has been countless years since Fengcheng was founded, and the specific time can be traced back to the ancient times. During these endless years, countless dynasties and sects have always been
Unable to withstand the passage of time, they disappeared into the long river of time. Some of them were unknown. They were founded today and were destroyed tomorrow. Some of them stirred up a small flower in the river of history, but they eventually disappeared.
Disappeared with the passage of time.
Time is like a ruthless carving knife, slowly wearing away your short life unintentionally. Maybe you are a generation of outstanding people who can be remembered for generations, but ten thousand years later, one hundred thousand years later, will anyone still remember you?
you.
However, for all these, Fengcheng is an exception. No matter how wind blows or rains, the time changes, the years change, it always stands. It is like a life, always watching time indifferently, following the time.
Make a struggle.
According to records in ancient books, in the long years, Fengcheng was destroyed only twice and people died. The first time is no longer recorded, and the second time happened in the ancient times, in the Qinglong Mountains.
In the Warcraft Massacre, one hundred thousand Warcraft rushed out of the Qinglong Mountains and trampled the entire Fengcheng to the ground.
However, even so, the hard-working and brave people of Fengcheng once again built their homes on the ruins after the army of Warcraft retreated. They did not blame the Qinglong Mountains for this incident, because they believed in Qinglong, and they believed in Qinglong.
The mountains are the incarnation of Qinglong, and the reason why there was this disaster this time was because Qinglong punished them. Because during that disaster, everyone in Fengcheng saw a huge blue dragon above Qinglong Mountain in the sky.
The lightning kept rolling and roaring.
Huang Tian and the others walked for a few hours, and the huge outline of Fengcheng faintly appeared in the sight of the three of them. Huangtian admired: "That must be the Fengcheng you are talking about, it is really big."
Li Xingkong said: "As far as I know, there is only one city in the northernmost part of the Qinglong Empire, Fengcheng. That should be it."
"Hey, I have heard of Fengcheng's name a long time ago. I have never been able to see it. I couldn't enter the city when I came here. I must have fun now. I heard that the Qinglong River is the busiest at night. I must go there.
Take a look." Li Ruoxue chirped excitedly. She had long heard that the most famous thing in Fengcheng was the Qinglong River. Now that it's here, how could she miss it with her personality.
Huang Tian said: "Okay, then we are going to enter the city."
At dusk, without a trace of wind, the moat outside Fengcheng reflected the brilliance of the morning glow, golden, as if the moat was covered with a thin gauze garment.
Fengcheng is huge. It is the second largest city in the Qinglong Empire. The city walls are tall and thick, and they reveal the atmosphere of history. Weeds are growing on them, and some places have become weathered. It is like a beast from the prehistoric times.
It has a strong atmosphere of time.
On the moat, a bridge about ten meters wide was built on it, connecting both sides of the moat to facilitate people's passage. The bridge body is made of the hardest metal material, even after tens of thousands of years of being stepped on by humans and beasts.
There have never been any cracks. There are dozens of huge iron locks on the bridge, which are connected to the city wall in case of emergency.
It was dusk now, people were coming in and out, and many hunters were rushing home, so the gate of the city was very lively.
There was a group of soldiers at the gate of the city. All of these soldiers were energetic and strong. One of the soldiers had different armor than the others. He should be the leader of the group. When Huang Tian and the others passed by the city gate, the soldier
He glanced at them a few more times, perhaps because of Huang Tian's unusual features, or perhaps because of Li Ruoxue's stunning appearance. Although Huang Tian noticed it, he didn't pay much attention to it.
After the three of them walked away, the soldier took out a portrait from his body, compared it carefully, and nodded.
The people painted in the portrait are none other than Li Xingkong's brother and sister.
The soldier said to himself: "Yes, it's the two of them, but aren't there only two people in the portrait? Why is there an extra one?"
Then the soldier waved to a soldier next to him. After the soldier came over, he said: "Follow those three people, and be sure not to lose them. Remember, don't act rashly."
The soldier said "yes" and chased after Huang Tian and the others, and then the soldiers rushed towards the city.
As the sun set, the darkness was like a giant beast, slowly swallowing up the light. The three of them, Huang and Tian, stayed at an inn called "Ke Siyun Lai" in Fengcheng.
Li Ruoxue is a weak woman who has never practiced. After working hard for a long time, being in the rain and rushing, she was very tired. After eating something, she fell asleep, saying that she wanted to refresh herself so that she could go to Qinglong later.
The river is watching the excitement.
Even Li Xingkong went to his room to rest soon after Li Ruoxue left. Huang Tian was bored sitting alone, so he simply went back to his room to practice. For him, it didn't matter whether he took a break or not. He only needed to spend one or two hours practicing every day.
The ancestral medicine can quickly restore physical strength, and the effect is better than sleeping.