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"You are very strong." Ji Leng nodded and said with certainty.

"Of course!" Qin Miao puffed up her chest with a proud face.It's a pity that it was blocked by the mask, and Ji Leng couldn't see it.

But Ji Leng still seemed to have imagined Qin Miao's expression under the mask at this moment, he couldn't help curling his lips, revealing a faint but pampering smile.

"Okay, let's go in!" Qin Miao was a little shy when Ji Leng looked at her, and immediately turned her head and said.

"Yeah." Ji Leng nodded.

The two passed through the gate and walked into this fascinating Chrysanthemum Valley.

As they entered, the rows of street lamps on both sides of the path were instantly lit up.

Qin Miao's eyes were full of surprise.If he didn't know exactly where he was, he would even think that he had returned to the 21st century and saw the familiar and friendly Suzhou gardens.

All the buildings here seem to be imitated Suzhou gardens, and each place is full of unique charm, just like a picture scroll of landscape and pastoral.And the most amazing thing is that in the center of this huge city, which is said to be a "small valley", there is a cuboid black building more than ten meters high.

The building was pitch black, without any patterns or patterns, it looked like a huge tomb.But looking carefully, there seems to be a little white on top of the black building.

The whole city is extremely quiet, so quiet that it makes people panic.

Fortunately, Ji Leng was by his side, otherwise Qin Miao really didn't know if he would collapse in such an empty place where only his own voice could be heard.

Qin Miao and Ji Leng also tried to enter a few small courtyards at first. These courtyards look grand and simple, but are equipped with various modern equipment inside.Of course, they also found that there was no one in there, and everything was intact, but there was no one there. "It's like some kind of disaster happened suddenly, and then they evacuated urgently." Ji Leng frowned and said in a low voice.

"What kind of disaster will make them leave?" Qin Miao was full of curiosity.

"I don't know either." Ji Leng shook his head helplessly.

"Go and have a look at the building in the center!" Qin Miao said.

"Ah."

The two walked along the road towards the black building, admiring the scenery along the way.For some reason, looking at these magnificent pavilions, Qin Miao felt a little sad in his heart.

"Things are things and people are not things, so let's cry first!" Qin Miao said softly.

As if infected by Qin Miao's voice, the trees on both sides of the road suddenly rustled!

"Where does the wind come from?" Qin Miao was taken aback.

"It's because we opened the door." Ji Leng guessed.

At this moment, a piece of yellowed paper was blown to the ground in front of them by the wind.

Qin Miao froze for a moment, then bent down and picked it up.Most of the handwriting on the piece of paper has long been blurred, but Qin Miao still found some important information from it.

"Disaster! An overwhelming disaster!" Qin Miao read.

disaster?

Ji Leng frowned.

What kind of disaster is it that makes an aborigine describe it as "overwhelming"?And, will this disaster happen again?Will it bring destruction to the people of Dragon Country who are standing in Spiegel today?

Ji Leng had a series of questions in his mind, but he couldn't get an answer.

With a heavy heart, the two continued to move forward, and it took about a quarter of an hour before they reached the black building.

Looking up, I saw... Sacred Altar written on the black building in words Qin Miao had never seen before.