Teardown mode from scratch

When the light in front appeared, it was known that the tunnel had come to an end, and the tomato flower leading the way would retreat at some point, leaving everyone behind.

The sun falls on the body, it is warm, and there is the wind blowing.It brings the atmosphere of this ancient city.

This city tower can almost overlook the entire grand and magnificent ancient city.

Those blue-gray towers are towering, surrounded by clouds and mist, and fine lines are carved on each blue brick.

High or low black tile-roofed houses are located at the foot, and the exquisitely embroidered silk satin passes through the carved shelves under the eaves, as if to decorate all the houses.Surrounded by trickling water and long arch bridges, the banks are weeping willows.

An indescribably peaceful and sacred mood.It is hard to imagine that such a road leads to such a country.Expenses incurred on decoration become justified, and the most perfect creativity is reflected in it!

In the distance is the extremely sacred palace, like the wooden steps in front of the city tower, the steps lead to the golden red hall, where there are faint jingling sounds like fairy music.If you can't reach it with your eyes, there is a place to seek and explore.

"Really, is it already an ancient city, so handsome?" MIKU looked at the scenery in front of him in disbelief.

The extremely luxurious city has such a strong sense of presence, and it still has the charm and momentum of the country. Is it still alive?

"A lot of people..." Rong Ling murmured while looking down.

"kindness?"

"Rong Ling?" Wen Fengqi followed Rong Ling's gaze and landed downstairs, as if he was watching something.It's a pity that there is nothing below, only the neat stone slabs and neglected plants.

But at this time, in Rong Ling's eyes, there are various men and women coming and going under the city tower. Their appearances are different from themselves. Just like the written records, their eyes are deep and there is a thin depression at the corner of the eyes, which looks a bit pretty, and their noses are long. And Ting, all dressed in white embroidered clothes, chatting and laughing, or drinking.Afterwards, a sense of dizziness arises, seeing the lives of those people passing away like that, and then reincarnation, passing away, reincarnation... Unable to escape, their faces become shriveled, dried into corpses, and some of them turn into pus and seep into the ground. There is no more life, and then as civilization ends, it becomes a dead city.

"It's so uncomfortable..." Rong Ling held his forehead and shook his long hair. The scene changed so fast that he wanted to gag.I could only utter a few words intermittently, "Dead... Alive..." But the brain couldn't bear it, and the consciousness disappeared.

"What's the matter? What's dead..." Perry asked anxiously.

Wen Jinglan pulled Rong Ling back to the body that was about to fall.He turned his head and stared at Jing Yan with unfriendly eyes.

"What do you want to do?"