Chapter 408 408 Hope 2

Yu Hong's mood is getting heavier.

He was carefully circled in the urban area.

In the entire moss city, the previously established safety areas have completely fallen and collapsed.

I didn't see any living person. I didn't see a monster of the disaster disaster.

Maybe all monsters are attracted to more people else.

After half an hour.

He stood at the edge of the ruins, stood at a high place, and finally looked at the world that was once full of hope.

‘Perhaps, from the beginning, Dingtianpan is just a beautiful hallucination’

In retrospect, Yu Hong's disaster is too deep to erosion in this world. A random warlock can easily summon the gods in the heavenly court. Could it be that any warlock has the ability to break the space communication?

That is obviously impossible.

"Hope, there are time when you come back."

Yu Hong raised his head, looking at the gate of Wanling, which slowly condensed in the gray mist, and emerged.

Recalling the huge hope in the eyes of everyone's eyes when Quanhe Zhenjun was born.

The relaxation, joy when it is about to succeed.

"It's all deceiving world, there is no hope for a long time."

He murmured in a low voice.

Back to Qingchen Guan again, he found a black ground that was already overwhelmed, pierced deeply with his fingers, and wrote a message.

'I will still come back, the senior of Quanhe, if you see this, you must pay for yourself. If you see this, please go to the surrounding area to hide and leave the Tibetan land here.

Will there be. Only if you live, you may see hope. '

He didn't know what to make, it was even more likely, and these words would not be destroyed by spiritual disaster.

But he can do not do much.

After engraving, I didn't go to other places, nor did I find the rest.

Yu Hong returned to the Taoist Hall.

Looking at the body of the monk he didn't know, a sigh, the dark mist came out, and the sound of the black river came.

He turned around and walked towards the black boat.

puff.

Suddenly, a light sound came.

Yu Hong hurriedly followed the prestige, just to see a figure with blood, holding the short sword into the Taoist side door.

The shadow was still looming with spiritual light. He took it slowly, one step, one step, and he was still dripping blood under his feet.

"Wut of Zen!" Yu Hongxin was happy, this guy was back!

He quickly stepped forward, spreading all over his body, poured into the dead Zen, and helped him strengthen his recovery.

At this moment, a large area of ​​spiritual light poured into the macro body.

At this time, a lot of spiritual lights came together, and even a silver vortex began to emerge, slowly rotating, as if to condense something.

The sudden return of spiritual light allows Yu Hong to sink.

This intensity, there is a large number of spiritual monks dying.

The dense and finely shattering light wire threads are disconnected after constantly linking.

This means that every time the spiritual return is not large, but the number is a lot.

Yu Hong held the dead Zen, clamped his hand under his arm, and walked into the dark mist together.

When I was on the wooden bridge, when I was about to get on the boat, suddenly, Yu Hong's heart blood came back, looking back, and glanced at the direction of clearing the dust.

This perspective made him froze directly.

When the entire area of ​​Qingchen View is located, when the black fog, the space is covered with dense black black cracks.

Click.

Over time, these black cracks are still expanding further.

Deep in the interior of the crack, the gray mist is faintly seen, and the spiritual pressure of the spiritual disaster can be penetrated.

"What does this mean!?" The whispering of withered Zen asked.

Obviously he saw it, but he saw it.

"I don't know" Yu Hong replied in a low voice. He put the person down. The two stood by the black boat and looked back at the room for clearing the dust that gradually cracking.

The two looked at the Taoist view of the cracks.

Yu Hong finally turned around, took the dead meditation, and got on the black boat.

"We. Where are you going?" The dead Zen lay down on the deck.

"Go to a safe place, at least, it's still safe for the time being." Yu Hong answered softly.

Standing on the boat, he suddenly thought of the separate small islands he had encountered.

Think of the black cracks just seen.

The inexplicable sense of depression in my heart is getting heavier.

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A few days later.

Black Wind Camp.

A humble ice house is scattered around the safe house to form a small village.

Below all the ice house is a large array pattern that is constantly shining with light fluorescence.

The periphery is a new circle of simple fences.

The fence is more peripheral, and it is the ultimate door to the disaster. The blue light mist is released from the abroad, and the black disaster is blocked to the periphery.

The dead Zen stood beside the barracks of the camp, looking at the blue light fog flowing out of the ultimate door outside, with a look of embarrassment.

"How about recovery?"

Yu Hong's voice came behind him.

"Fortunately. Thanks to the lighting of the spirit." The dead Zen replied, and his tone was so clear that it seemed to lose all the goals and showed the extreme emptiness.

"That's good." Yu Hong walked beside him and looked at the ultimate door together. "I thought you couldn't get used to nutritional paste and cockroach meat."

"We. Can we still go back?" Wuden asked whispered.

"I don't know." Yu Hong said.

"Then what's the point of surviving? Can we do anything? We can only survive here?" The withered Zen closed his eyes, his expression was painful.

"I don't know either." Yu Hong replied again.

"You don't know? Then why did you save me?" Ku Chan turned his head and stared at Yu Hong. "I have lost everything. Wouldn't it be better to just let me die there? Instead of living in despair and pain, if I die, everything will be over.

, you can ignore anything!”

"Because I haven't given up hope yet." Yu Hong replied, turning his face and looking at the other person. "It's like you finally returned to Qingchen Temple."

Ku Chan was silent for a moment and then asked: "Where is the hope?"

"I have explored in the Black Disaster. Do you remember the ship you were on? It is called the Ship of Life. It is a ship of hope built by those who fought desperately against source disasters such as the Black Disaster. It can

Take me to find a place of life." Yu Hong replied.

"So that's why you showed up on Ponderosa in the first place?"

Old Taoist Yuhen slowly approached from behind and sighed.

"Yes. The boat took me to the land of hope, but unfortunately I still couldn't catch it." Yu Hong whispered.

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

"Since we can find one, can we also find the next one?" Yu Hen asked.

"Yes. But according to my observation, everyone is facing the threat of source disaster." Yu Hong nodded.

"Then do you think that just by looking for it again and again, you can really fight against spiritual disasters? Black disasters?" Ku Chan asked.

"I don't know." Yu Hong shook his head, "I only know that if you don't look for it, hope will never appear."

"Maybe you are right." Ku Chan said after being silent for a moment.
To be continued...