But I didn't expect that this scene would be the lower world. The powerful Canghai Kingdom that day no longer existed. It was replaced by a small country. It established a capital in other cities. However, the once prosperous Canghai City was burned into white land by a fire from chaos and the information from the past was even more difficult to find...

The four senior brothers had no news, and the entire Zi Lian Sect was also scattered. She had never met an acquaintance before in the seven or eight days of the world (the seven or eight days of the world)!

She stood up and looked around. The fields were vast, with weeds everywhere, and there was no sign of a single figure!

The crows are crying low and ghosts are everywhere. The prosperous city of the past is already a paradise for lonely ghosts-

Luo Qingyu heard from the locals that this Canghai Kingdom was destroyed more than 200 years ago.[

This city once encountered the most brutal massacre. More than 200,000 people in the city were slaughtered and blood flowed into a river.

The fire in the city burned for several days and nights. After the fire, it became a veritable wasteland city.

When Luo Qingyu first saw this, he thought it was the gods in the sky who were trying to destroy evidence, but after entering the city, he realized that this was completely a man-made disaster...

People have always liked to kill each other. It is not gods or monsters that destroy humans, but humans themselves—

Wars make life so lowly that it is as swaying in the wind and rain...

It seems that there is no clue here, so Luo Qingyu had to leave reluctantly.

She was about to fly away from this hell on earth, and suddenly she heard a faint sound of silver bells in the distance. The ringtones were crisp, and there was a strange beauty in such a desolate night.

Hasn't this city become an empty city? Is there anyone else?

Luo Qingyu thought and his body moved, and he headed towards the ringtone like a light smoke.

Her current speed can almost be described as lightning, and in the blink of an eye she appeared on an abandoned avenue.

There are also weeds here, and only the broken building ruins on both sides can be vaguely seen. Among the ruins, an old girl is jumping there.

The moonlight shines like water on the girl's face, as clear as jade.

Luo Qingyu saw the girl's face clearly and immediately stayed there.

The girl looked thirteen or fourteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows like smoke, eyes like lakes, high nose bridge, red lips like cherry blossoms, skin like snow, and shattered like babies. She was wearing a white gauze dress, with silver bells on her wrists and ankles. As she walked, she ding ding ding ding , looking like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.

None of these is the most important thing. What is important is that Luo Qingyu knows the girl’s appearance!

"A Qian!" She couldn't help but let out a low voice!

Except for the tender face of the girl, she was exactly the same as A Qian back then! She was drawn from the same mold!

The girl raised her head when she heard the sound, and her pair of autumn-like eyes fell on Luo Qingyu. She suddenly laughed: "Auntie!" She rushed over with her arms wide open: "Sister, hug!"
Chapter completed!