Qu Tan'er stepped here again and looked at the building in front of her in the distance.
It's like a lifetime ago.
She had almost forgotten the feeling she had last time.
However, it is still as desolate, broken and dead as in memory.
Mo Liancheng and Qin Ling, who followed Qu Tan'er in, were both surprised. Who would have thought that there would be such a place somewhere in the forest of the Western Regions? Qin Ling suddenly widened his eyes and shouted excitedly: "Master, are these ancient ruins? Oh my God.
, are there any ancient cultivation techniques, spiritual treasures, elixirs, and property..."
Normal people's thoughts would be like Qinling's.
But at first, Qu Tan'er didn't have any such thoughts when she came in. At this time, she looked at the tallest majestic building on the mountainside, which was ancient, solemn, and magnificent. The dilapidated gate to the mysterious world was where Qu Tan'er raised her head
Su pointed his finger and nodded silently, then looked at Mo Liancheng, "That place is called the Imperial Palace."
Mo Liancheng looked into the deep eyes, which contained too much complexity.
Was she afraid when she walked here alone?
Looking back, he stared at her side with a slight smile, quiet and calm. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently held her little hand. Qu Tan'er was slightly surprised, and when she met his eyes again... she suddenly understood something.
, my heart warmed, and I slowly raised the corners of my mouth to avoid his gaze, feeling a bit shy and embarrassed.
"Tan'er, were you afraid of being alone at that time?"
"No. Besides, I'm not alone." Qu Tan'er took a deep breath and smiled, "I'm with you, right?"
"..." Mo Liancheng lowered his eyes, but there were soft ripples in his eyes.
He said no more, no amount of words could express how moved he was at this moment.
Having a wife like this is enough.
He held her hand and walked closer to the abandoned city.
Qin Ling saw the two of them behind him, with deep envy flashing in his eyes.
Envy, but not jealous.
The three people were walking on the dead street, and there were broken and fallen wooden signs on the ground. Some of the pavilion houses on both sides had collapsed, but surprisingly, most of them were quite intact. When they took a closer look, they found that most of the collapsed houses were made of wooden signs.
The ones that were cultivated and kept intact turned out to be like rocks.
Shi Che's will not necessarily fall down even if it takes a thousand years.
"This place used to be a trading street." Qin Ling followed the two of them and looked around carefully, "Most of the houses were closed. It didn't look like they were being washed with blood, but they seemed to have been evacuated in time before something happened.
"As he said this, he was about to walk into a room, but Qu Tan'er held him back.
Qu Tan'er said: "Do you want to die? Do you dare to break in? There are... a lot of corpses here. There may be no traps, but there may be epidemic viruses or something." The bones are real, and the epidemic viruses should be gone.
It's been too long, and I'm afraid that kind of bacteria wouldn't be able to survive that long.
But the last sentence, Qu Tan'er is a reminder.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.
Qin Ling sneered and said: "It's not that exaggerated. Don't forget, I am also... someone who knows medicine."
Qu Tan'er curled her lips, she also had good intentions.
Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng said: "Listen to Tan'er."
"Yes, Master." Qin Ling suddenly became obedient, with a calm expression, but still did as Mo Liancheng said and stepped back. Then he followed the two of them forward obediently.
All the way to the end of the street, there are thousands of steps, covered with moss, grass and vines, and overgrown with weeds on both sides. Looking up, on the gate, the words "Imperial Palace" are still majestically placed there, looking down upon the common people.