Otherworldly Merchant

Long hours of darkness made me very uncomfortable with this light, and I couldn't help but cover my eyes with my hands. After a moment of relaxation, I slowly moved my hand and saw the majestic restoration of the building in front of me.

Although the entire city was built of sandstone, there were signs of weather, not to mention the war and the famous fire. Nowadays the city's pools are glowing black with ruined coke everywhere, but this does not affect its enormity and spectacularity!

Surviving architecture is not only exquisitely styled, but also singularly shaped, and if it wasn't preconceived, it would be hard to imagine that it would have appeared in an ancient city pool hundreds of years ago.

What surprises me most is the light in front of me, because I'm sure we're a few hundred meters below Yellow Sand, even deeper, but this bright light comes out of nowhere, dazzling.

Li Mazi even thought that the cave we went through was an underground tunnel, and at this moment we had come to another world.

The shadow wind in the cave all came from this, and even the smell of burning could be smelled in the nostrils, but the tremendous howling in the wind was gone.

The gates are right in front of us, but no one dares to walk in.

All of a sudden, a woman screamed weakly in the city, and the voice was incredibly familiar, just as cold as frost. She did come here.

Upon hearing this voice, Guru did not hesitate at all, leading the way into the legendary City of Death, searching for the frosty whereabouts of the voice, and we followed.

Nowadays the city of Yarbourg is empty and quiet is almost creepy, apart from our footsteps. I can't help but feel the horrors of war when I see the empty streets and imagine the spectacular moments here a hundred years ago.

Until now, war still exists, and for all purposes, innocent people suffer from this delusional scourge and become victims of war. How desperate is it that the women and children who died in this city were buried in the flames?

I bowed my head and suddenly realized that there was no shadow under us.

I squatted down and carefully studied what was said to me before it got cold. So the ground was painted with a layer of something like tongue oil, and the light was like a mirror, reflecting our reflections, but there was no shadow at all.

I looked at the watch on my wrist and found that the hour clock and minute hand had not moved half way since I stepped into the Yale Gate. Is it true that the time here has stopped?

Yelcheng was huge, but there was no second sound other than the scream at the beginning, so we searched for half a day and still found no frosty trace. Everyone was hungry and tired, so we had to find a place to rest first. Good thing the pool is empty for a long time, but several wells in the city still work, and the water inside is sweet and bright, and it is still underground water.

We had a nice drink and everyone rested in place. Perhaps I was exhausted and I felt my eyelids getting heavier and I fell asleep very quickly.

I don't know how long it's been, but when I wake up again, I realize I'm not where I was, I'm in an empty house, and there's no one else around.

I hurriedly sat up from the ground and walked out of the room and looked around. I saw nothing but the streets. "Li Mazi! Cold as a cloud! Cold Wu, are you there? ”

I shouted for half a day and still no one answered.

What the hell is going on?

Despite my experience, I panicked and searched around. Although there was no sign of Li Mazi, I found a piece of cloth in a house, which was obviously torn from the clothes and placed here, but the style of the clothes was a little familiar, and I always felt like I had seen it somewhere.

This sudden feeling that the whole world was left alone still made me a little panicked, so I just had to tell myself to calm down and find someone.

It's just half the town, don't say it's a human figure, and the ghost shadow hasn't seen one. I'm starting to think something's wrong. Now that the sand ghost has put the frosty things in the cold house, it's obvious that it led us to Yell City, but we're here, and yet it unwittingly separated us from each other. It's so evil...

Then I found a man's shoe in a house, and this time I had no doubt that it was just as cold as thunder.

Looks like Cold Fight and Cold Thunder came here too.

It was an accident!

I was a little nervous and worried at first, and after a few laps I found nothing unusual, I slowly relaxed my guard, looking for clues, and watching these buildings, which were supposed to be amazing but ultimately damaged during the war.

Because the watch stopped running, I wasn't sure how long I had been walking, I was finally tired and temporarily found two drinks at the well for a short break.

Because Yale City doesn't know day and night, I'm not sure what time it is outside, thinking about this magical encounter, I can't help but cry, who knows how to think about it and fall asleep again.

Probably really tired lately.

When I woke up again, I found myself in a different place, and I hurried up from the ground and ran out of the room. Soon I heard someone shouting, "Anybody? Hello?”

I heard a voice, and I rushed to say, "I'm here!” He said, searching for voices to find the past.

It was Guru, and he saw me, and he rushed over with excitement: "Mr. Zhang, are you okay? You... Where have you been before? I can't find you anywhere. ”

What do you mean, I'm not the only one alone for a moment, not even Gul? The city is big, but it's not infinite. I yelled for half a day before and no one answered it. Obviously, it was put in a space alone. What the hell is going on?

Guru said this, but his face said with some excitement: "But I saw the owner before...”

“What?” And I was very surprised: “How is she? Are you okay?"

“Mm-hmm.” Speaking of his own master, Guru seems particularly pleased: "Even though he is a little weak, he is much better than he was a few days ago. ”

I nodded, very comforted, just about to ask her about the cold and frosty situation, and I heard a shady voice ringing beside her: “What are you talking about, the cold and frosty is here too? ”

Gould and I turned our heads at the same time and found that the man who spoke was actually a cold-fight.