Chapter 408 408 Hope 2

Yu Hong's mood became increasingly heavy.

He carefully walked around the city.

The entire Taizhou city and the previously established safety zone have now completely fallen and collapsed.

I didn't see any living people. I didn't see a spiritual disaster or black disaster monster either.

Maybe all the monsters are attracted to other places where there are more people.

Half an hour later.

He stood on the edge of a ruins, stood on a high place, and took one last look at the world that was once full of hope.

‘Perhaps, from the very beginning, the fixed sky disk was just a beautiful illusion’

Yu Hong now recalls that spiritual disasters have eroded this world too deeply. Any warlock can easily summon the divine will from heaven to come down to earth. Could it be said that any warlock has the ability to break space communication?

That's obviously impossible.

"Hopefully, there's still time to come back."

Yu Hong raised his head and looked at several gates of all spirits that slowly condensed and emerged in the gray mist.

Recalling the great hope shown in everyone's eyes when True Lord Quan He was born.

The relaxation and joy when you are about to succeed.

"This world is full of lies and has long been hopeless."

He murmured lowly.

Returning to Qingchen Temple again, he found a piece of black ground that had been pressed hard and dug deeply into it with his fingers to write a message.

'I will come back, Senior Quan He. If you see this, you must take care of yourself. If anyone is destined to see this, please go hide in the surroundings, leave a hiding place here, and contact me when I come back. Hold on, I hope,

There will be. Only by living can we see hope.'

He didn't know what to engrave, and it was even possible that these words would be destroyed by a spiritual disaster soon.

But there's not much he can do.

After carving the words, I didn't go to other places or look for other people.

Yu Hong returned to the Taoist temple hall.

He glanced at the corpse of the unknown monk, sighed, and saw black mist pouring out from behind him, and the sound of water from the black river could be heard.

He turned around and walked towards the black ship.

puff.

Suddenly there was a soft sound.

Yu Hong hurriedly followed the sound and happened to see a figure covered in blood walking into the side door of the Taoist temple holding a dagger.

There was still a faint aura shining on the figure. He walked very slowly, step by step, and blood was still dripping from his feet.

"Ku Chan!" Yu Hong was overjoyed, this guy was actually back!

He quickly stepped forward, and his aura spread over him, pouring into Ku Chan's body to help him strengthen his body's recovery power.

At this moment, a large amount of spiritual light suddenly poured into Hong's body.

At this time, a large amount of spiritual light gathered behind him, and a silver vortex even began to emerge, rotating slowly, as if it was about to condense something.

The sudden return of the aura made Yu Hong's face 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...