It was as if a piece of cloth had been covered in the sky, dull and depressing. Occasionally, one or two brighter stars emitted dim light through the thick and dark clouds.
Under night, a place of ruins.
Jiang Cheng and Qingtan followed the old woman silently.
On the empty and oppressive ruins, there were clear and ear-piercing footsteps.
As time went by, Qingtan could only feel her heartbeat and footsteps, which maintained a strange frequency. This feeling made her chest become more and more heavy.
I wanted to shout loudly, but I couldn't, and my breathing began to become more and more rapid.
Step - step - step -
The footsteps were still ringing, the surrounding fog was getting stronger and stronger, and the humidity in the air was getting higher and higher. To the old woman and Jiang Cheng, these were nothing.
But for Qingtan, who was just an ordinary person, she felt waves of biting coldness coming over her, constantly eroding her body.
Gradually, Qingtan's footsteps became slower and slower, and her steps also followed each other. She was staggering and might fall down at any time.
The small face that was initially rosy has begun to turn pale, but a pair of bright eyes are full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.
Although her steps began to become extremely heavy, she still followed closely.
"Cough, cough, cough, hey, boy, your little girlfriend is dying, won't you help me?" the old woman walking in front suddenly coughed.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng just looked back at Qingtan who was walking hard and said: "She is not my girlfriend..."
Having said that, the pace has slowed down a bit. After all, Qingtan is Jiang Yunxue's savior, so it is appropriate for her to take care of her.
Sensing Jiang Cheng's pace slowing down, the old woman coughed again and her steps also slowed down.
After a while, Qingtan slowly caught up, but at this time her whole body was trembling, her face was pale, and the breath she exhaled from her mouth was full of cold air.
"In this free capital, there is a world buried. Legend has it that the world was shattered when a god passed away. During the day, it is desolate. At night, there are many resentments here..."
"Resentment?"
After hearing what the old woman said, Jiang Cheng asked with some confusion.
"Ahem, yes, it is a kind of resentment that is extremely sad. Look at this girl, it is because she has experienced this sadness that she has such a reaction."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but look towards Qingtan.
I don't know when, Qingtan's face was already full of tears, and her originally bright eyes were full of grievance and sadness.
Under the loose clothes, his body was shaking slightly.
It makes people feel pity after seeing it.
"This girl has a very kind heart. Only people with truly kind hearts can feel this pure sadness, which is the sadness of God.
It is the sadness of the entire Free City..."
The old woman sighed as she walked away.
"Plop..."
Suddenly, there was a sound of falling beside me.
Hearing the sound and looking over, he saw Qingtan curled up on the ground with tears on her face, her hands covering her heart, and her eyes tightly closed, as if she was experiencing an indescribable pain.
"Hold her. This little girl is the first person in the past thousand years to feel this kind of sadness. She is a kind child. If you go to Penglai and take her with you, you may avoid some detours...
"
After saying that, the old woman continued to turn around and walk forward.
Looking at the old woman leaving, and then at Qingtan, who was curled up on the ground like a kitten and crying, Jiang Cheng sighed and could only lean over and pick her up.
Jiang Cheng's brow furrowed slightly as Lengxiang Nephrite entered his arms. The body of the woman in his arms was too cold.
"Let's go, we are almost there. This is just the entrance to the Free Capital. The real Free Capital is more desolate, dilapidated and sad than the ruins in front of us..."
"You said that there is a world buried in the Free Capital, and that world was shattered with the death of God?
Is there any legend?"
Jiang Cheng asked as he walked.
Originally, he was not interested in such secret legends, but when he felt the sadness in the air that was about to be infected by him, he couldn't help but speak out.
"Hehe, Free City, as the name suggests, is a free world. At that time, a group of free "devils" lived here, but unfortunately, a god broke in..."
After hearing Jiang Cheng's inquiry, the old woman took a deep breath and said.
"A god broke into the world of "devils", what happened next?" Jiang Cheng suddenly became somewhat interested in this story.
"This group of "devils", they are hard-working, kind, and very wise, they are kind to others, have interesting souls, the men are simple, the women are kind...
But it seems that God is not willing to treat them kindly. The entire Free City will be struck by a thunderstorm every three years, and tens of thousands of "devils" will die every time it is struck.
What made the entire Free Capital most desperate was that time when the entire Free Capital was closed..."
At this point, the old woman's voice trembled a little, as if Qianyan had witnessed everything, and her voice began to become deeper.
After taking a long breath of relief, she just heard her say again: "That letter is eternity. The free capital has completely disappeared from the outside world. There have been years of drought, the spiritual energy has collapsed, the food has disappeared, and the earth no longer has any life...
The remaining food is only enough to feed all the "devils" for ten years..."
At this point, the old woman's tone suddenly quickened and she hissed: "One year has passed by in a hurry, two years have passed by in a hurry, and soon, three years, four years, five years...
It’s finally the tenth and last year..."
The old woman spoke faster and faster, and walked faster and faster. Her steps became heavier every time, and her mood became extremely excited.
Sudden!
When talking about the last year, the old woman's tone began to slow down, and her pace also slowed down, "In this last year, a miracle happened!"
"That day, just as the Free Capital was closed, the thunderstorm in the sky was unprecedentedly powerful, and thousands more people died. But what was different from that time was that a woman fell in the thunderstorm..."
As she spoke, a bright light suddenly burst out in the old woman's dark yellow eyes, as if she saw endless hope.
Just listen to her hissing: "Ah, that white dress is better than snow, no pink and white, a long gown tied around the waist, long hair flowing... Hiss... she is so flawless...
But as thick as a century-old tree root, the ruthless thunder and lightning chains danced, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and she just stood in the sea of thunder in the sky to fight against it.
Unfortunately, the woman was eventually defeated by the majesty of Thunder and was shot down and transferred to the Free Capital. The divine blood was scattered from the sky. That day, blood rained from the sky...
The goddess who fell into the mortal world was rescued...
However, the unspeakable tragedy also started from that moment, hehe..."
In the dark night, the old woman's rickety body began to shake, and she let out bursts of creepy laughter.
"Later, the goddess brought good luck to the Free Capital?"
This story was very weird, and it made Jiang Cheng feel uncomfortable for no reason. Coupled with the resentment surrounding him, it made him feel that things would not be that simple.
Behind the story, there must be an even more unknown secret.