Long Aotian is not happy today

My name is Hei Yu, and I am a member of the Heavenly Demon Tribe.

Since I was born, I have been living in a boundless yellow sand, with only scorched nettle trees in my eyes.

It is said that on the day my mother gave birth to me, a black spirit crow flew across the sky, its wings fluttered, and two jet-black feathers fluttered down.

So they named me Yu.

It's not a mean name.

On the contrary, the clansmen are very grateful to the spirit crow. If it wasn't for that day, it just flew across the sky and was caught by my father. The mother who just gave birth and I who just came to this world would not be able to drink delicious crow soup , without spiritual power replenishment, at least one of us will leave forever.

This is our world.

A barren and cruel world that belongs to the demons, but no one gives up lightly.

For generations, our ancestors have been doing one thing - looking for the hope of the continuation of the race.

Everyone can feel that this continent is gradually declining and dying, just like the dead roots of an old tree.

By the way, dead roots are a good food and our main source of food.

The part of nettle tree that grows on the ground is very small, but after digging, the root system is huge and thick, dozens of times that of the ground.

...This shows how desperately it tried to survive before dying.

So are we.

We also want to... survive.

I took a bite of today's nettle root, chewed the rough sawdust fiber, and swallowed it. I wiped my mouth and stood up from the ground.

The sky in the distance was a dull gray, but the sun was as hot as a furnace.

There seemed to be a sand waterfall on the hills to the east. The yellow sand opened its teeth and danced its claws, and rushed to the sky with the whirlwind, making a heart-piercing roar.

... Really, will there be a miracle?

I shook my head violently, shaking off the chaotic thoughts in my mind.

There must be, a voice in my heart insisted, miracles will definitely appear.

People in the Stone Palace are spreading rumors that His Highness Ning's return from another continent has brought us the hope of racial revival.This is of course true. After all these years, everyone has always believed, always believed...

The long wind is dry like a knife, brushing my cheek.

Looking at the continuous sand dunes in the distance, another voice emerged quietly, lingering in my heart, lingering.

Really, will there be a miracle?

No matter how many nettle trees there are, they have gradually been dug up in the past few years.

The sky is still clear, but I haven't seen the spirit crow for several months. I heard that in some tribes, the spirit beasts that have been raised have begun to be bled...

No one said it, but they knew it very well.

This continent is on the brink of collapse.

If there is a miracle, why is it—

Haven't shown up yet? !

Lowering my head, I glanced at the chapped skin on my palm, smiled wryly and shook my head.

My heart is a little heavy... This is not good, I have to cheer up quickly.

I raised my hands and slapped my cheeks hard a few times, until the side of my face was flushed red, and a few traces of pain spread along the meridians.

Should be soon, right?

Hope, it should have been found, right?

Someone offered a celestial spirit body. Although the person was taken away by His Royal Highness Ning in the end, and he didn't get a small bowl of blood soup, I still remember the fragrance that wafted from that celestial spirit body. It was delicious, pure, and rich. Power Aroma...

Suddenly, there was a roar in my ear.

It seemed as if the world had been opened up, the mountains and seas were falling, and the vast sky was suddenly swallowed by the surging sea of ​​clouds.

I raised my head in surprise and squinted at the sea of ​​clouds——

There was a huge crack!

There are densely packed inside, and a small black spot floats out!

"Heaven, the sky is cracked!"

I staggered back a few steps, my feet were weak, and I fell to the ground with a "plop".

My palm brushed against a protruding stone, and the sharp stone edge pierced my palm. The pain wafted away along with the smell of blood, but my eyes widened in panic, my throat rolled, and I couldn't move at all.

The black dots falling from the sky gradually approached.

It was a group of brightly dressed people!

The one closest to me is a young girl with snow-like skin, delicate and elegant, and vivid flower patterns embroidered on her green clothes.I don't know that kind of flower, but the arc of her eyebrows is more graceful than the petals, her clear eyes are like a pool of clear water, and her long eyelashes flutter like a crow's feathers, she looks at me gracefully——

She lifted her lips and smiled at me.

"Plop, plop."

There was a buzzing in my ears, and the sound of my heart's beating was deafening. At that moment, time and space seemed to span decades, and two black crow feathers floated down in front of me again.

Did my father also have such a feeling in mind when he named me "Yu"?

A light feather flying wildly in the clear sky, symbolizing life, beauty, and hope?

The aura of spiritual energy turned into a breeze that filled the sky and arrived slowly.

Under the thick clouds in the sky, there was a light rain.

The aura-rich rain is sweeter than anything I have seen in the past many years. I stare at the sky, my nose is slightly sour, and my vision is gradually blurring——

Only the girl's azure skirt was still fluttering in her mind, her smile was picturesque, and she couldn't get rid of it.

So beautiful.

So beautiful.

Crazy thoughts echoed in my mind, I think I will never forget this moment in my life.

Goddess of miracles!

If at this moment, that girl stood in front of me and smiled at me like that again, I, I probably...

...Probably will kneel down without any image and kiss her skirt.

……

My name is Xiao Qingyu, and I'm an ordinary...uh, probably with a little better aptitude, a disciple of the Galaxy Sect.

The family lives in Tianji City, and has ten mu of fertile land. Both parents are cultivators. Their cultivation is not top-notch, but it is more than enough.

In the first half of my life, there was no story worth mentioning. I just took part in the two tests in a normal way, and I joined the Galaxy Sect with acceptable results. I practiced in the sect for several years and reached the sixth rank without incident. elementary.

The senior brothers and sisters are very friendly, and the Star River Sect is also well-known. When I go out to practice, there is no one who does not wink at me.

If I follow this path of life, I will probably hit a bottleneck when I reach the fourth rank, and then become an elder in the Galaxy Sect. I will break through the third rank little by little, and finally I may break through the second rank, maybe not, and then gradually wait until the end of my lifespan On the exhausted day, he passed away on the Star Picking Pavilion.

…to end a life that won't be fun, but safe and joyful.

I thought that would be the case.

But three years ago, a tragedy suddenly broke out in Galaxy Sect.

The senior brother from Misty Peak next door attacked the suzerain and betrayed the gate. Although I didn't witness that scene with my own eyes, I heard that many fellow sects died, and the blood even stained the lake in the center of the sect.

I am sad.

After the tragedy, several months later, the Great Elder suddenly came to the door.

I only saw him from a distance when I entered the sect, and I still remember that he was a very energetic little old man at that time—but now he is stooped and his beard and hair are white.

"Elder, elder?"

I opened the door in surprise and invited him in: "It's so late, why are you looking for your disciple?"

The Great Elder's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be dark waves rising and falling in them, filled with mist.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Girl, are you interested in... knowing a little secret of this world?"

The secret of the world?

I heard my heartbeat suddenly stop.

This ordinary life, which can be seen at a glance, seems to break free from my hands, and the trajectory of life quietly turns its head, trying to turn——

"I am willing!"

I heard my own powerful voice.

The candle flame flickered, and the copper mirror was dimly yellow, vaguely reflecting my suddenly bright eyes.

Then, the Great Elder told me a long, long story.

A long epic about continuation, survival, and the struggle between man and the sky. The heroes submerged in the long river of time quietly turned around and waved to me.

"...In short, that's it. The human race won the battle, but the continent was divided in the battle. The soldiers of the advance team, together with the yellow sand turned into the dead bones of the enemy, were left forever at the end of the continent. "

My hands clenched the corners of the skirt tightly, my eyes were red, and tears had already wet my cheeks.

Is that so?

Our peaceful and happy life is the result of those people's desperate efforts.

They gave everything, they are the heroes of the human race, but they will never return to their hometown...

"It's cruel, it's not fair!"

"I can't help it, girl, the world is like this, some people's sacrifices are exchanged for the happiness of others." The Great Elder sighed deeply.

Just a moment later, he seemed to casually mention another sentence: "However, some time ago, I found a crack in the ground under Xuanwu Mountain. According to the analysis of the Presbyterian Court, it is very likely that it is a passage leading to another continent."

corridor?

To another continent?

I don't need to look in the mirror, I know that my eyes must have brightened instantly.

The Great Elder also noticed my sudden heartbeat, he stroked his beard lightly and smiled.

"Although there will definitely be many dangers, girl, are you willing to explore that seam with the old man?"

"There are also many senior brothers and sisters of yours. Together, we will go to pick up the descendants of heroes...to go home."

I nod wildly.

It took a long time to prepare, and it took me three years since I followed the Great Elder.

Until that day, a huge crack appeared in the sky. I stared blankly at the sky, and a thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

—It is today.

The blood boiled in his chest, clamoring to rush to his brain, messing up his thoughts.

Impatiently, I took my senior sister's hand and jumped down from the edge of the ground.

The howling wind blew on the side of his face, and the rain wet his flying long hair. There was really another world opposite the crack in the ground. As the Great Elder said, the sky was full of yellow sand, and the red earth was thousands of miles away.

And right below me, stood a young man.

Black clothes and black hair, bright eyes, handsome face.His back seemed to be a little stiff, and he was looking up at me blankly. The light in his dark pupils was surging, and my figure was clearly reflected.

Under the seams, the descendants of the heroes...?

I raised my eyebrows and smiled at him, opened my arms, and let the breeze lift up the blue skirt,

Will he catch me?

Most definitely.

I'm here to pick you up... home.