Ye Qing walked forward and soon saw the small white city.
Icewind Valley produces jade, with severe cold and little rain. Marble is an excellent building material here, so when Ye Qing saw the white city wall that was still the same, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems there's still time.
But this thought only passed for a moment, and Ye Qing immediately saw the blood stains on the city wall.
The reason why I didn't see it immediately was because the blood stains were covered with snow and frozen, but the blood stains were so fresh, so the covering white snow was also dyed blood red.
It's like the white forest has bloomed with sparse and eye-catching red plum blossoms.
Ye Qing couldn't help but bite her lip tightly and continued to fly forward, so she got more details.
She saw the dense tooth marks and claw marks on the city wall, which came from the invasion of crazy monsters.
The city gate was wide open, and the wind and snow covered the footprints of the monsters.
But other than that, this small town is extremely peaceful.
There are no scents, traces, or calls of monsters.
Of course, there was no human scent, trace, or cry for help.
The wind and snow froze everything, covering it up. No one could know what was going on inside without going in person.
Then, Ye Qing saw Shi Feng slowly walking out of the wide open city gate, his hands empty.
She couldn't wait to greet him, with a little expectation and hope.
"Shi Feng, are there too many survivors that you alone can't handle?" Shi Feng walked past her without looking back, and the boy's voice slowly came:
"Go to the next village."
"Shi Feng!" Ye Qing reached out to stop him and looked at him coldly: "Where is this place?"
Shi Feng had no expression on his face and moved forward calmly, knocking away Ye Qing's arm with his chest.
"I said, go to the next village."
Ye Qing grabbed the other person's wrist with her backhand and refused to let him leave. The expression on her face began to look frightened, but she still asked persistently: "What's inside?"
Shi Feng turned around, his pale golden eyes cold and vague: "Nothing."
Nothing at all.
Ye Qing slowly repeated this sentence in his heart, and huge fear began to slowly come from the bottom of his heart.
It's not like she hasn't tasted the taste of fear before, but the taste this time is different from every time before.
She let go of Shi Feng's wrist, and then rubbed shoulders with the boy.
She moved forward, wanting to enter the small town.
But this time, someone grabbed her wrist.
Shi Feng did not look back, but stretched out a hand backwards and accurately captured her right hand.
The boy deliberately didn't look at the other person, perhaps because he didn't want the other person to see his expression at this time.
His voice was dry and calm: "Don't go."
"There's nothing in there."
Ye Qing bit his lips and said softly: "There are more than 700 villagers inside, right, and dozens of children. They have lived here for hundreds of years. It's not like they have never encountered monsters. We can find and open them." In every cellar, every secret passage and secret room, there will always be some people, right?"
Her Royal Highness's voice trembled slightly.
"As long as we can find one person, our efforts have not been in vain, right?"
Shi Feng repeated those words in dead silence.
"There's nothing in there."
Ye Qing gritted his teeth, raised his arms and shook off Shi Feng's hand, then ran all the way, rushing into the small town in front of him in the wind and snow.
The cold wind howled, mixed with biting snow flakes.
Qianye Liubi's protective shield slowly extinguished, and Ye Qing knelt down on the white stone street, tears left calmly, and then mercilessly frozen on his face by the cold wind.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
Except blood.
The streets of Shiraishi are filled with frozen underground rivers.
An underground river of bright red blood.
At a glance, this small town seemed to have been soaked in blood for endless years. Due to the cold, even the pungent blood was frozen in the hard ice.
But here, there is nothing but blood.
There were no corpses of monsters, no human remains, only endless blood frozen on the street, coldly reflecting the winter snowflakes.
Ye Qing stood up unsteadily from the snow, then silently moved forward and opened the first wooden door.
There was nothing, except the child's cotton-padded jacket that was soaked in blood and then cruelly torn to pieces.
She moved forward in silence.
There was nothing, only the long stainless steel knife broken into three pieces, with frozen blood stains remaining on it.
She tried pushing open an inner door.
There was nothing, the wooden cellar partition was covered with blood, and there were only dead souls under the dark cellar entrance in the distance.
Ye Qing covered his face, bit his lip and stubbornly dragged his body around the city of death, searching house by house and inspecting house by house. Tears kept flowing down and condensed into a thicker and thicker layer of ice and snow on his face. mask.
But she didn't realize it.
They searched one by one in silence.
Silently and with tears, we searched one by one.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all
Nothing at all.
When Shi Feng found the princess, the blue-haired girl stood in the middle of the street as if she was demented. At the end of the long river of blood, she gently held a jade hairpin covered with blood in her hand. The hairpin had a clear gnawing marks.
Ye Qing looked at the boy walking towards him and murmured in his sleep, with indescribable complex emotions.
"yes."
"There's nothing there."
…
…
Shi Feng looked at the unconscious Ye Qing and sighed slightly.
After Ye Qing said those last words, his whole body went limp.
Mental and physical exhaustion, overdraft of magic power, severe cold, and fatigue surged toward the princess like a tide at that moment, swallowing her up completely.
He carried Ye Qing to the nearest cave, the place where he had lived when he was a child. He covered her with thick furs, lit a pile of charcoal fire, and sealed the entrance of the cave with large rocks, leaving only a gap for ventilation.
After doing all this, he stood on the ice gorge, looked back at the four villages standing behind him, sighed, and then took a step in vain.
In the end, it was him who was left alone to pursue the truth behind it.
The boy's body plummeted in the cold wind, and then stopped in the air, like a fallen leaf forced to stop by the wind.
But for the first time, his expression showed a look of disbelief, ecstasy and shock.
A girl in white clothes seemed to have been waiting for him there for a long time, and only then did she lightly raise her head.
She stood at the entrance of the ice gorge, her long gray hair like the vast twilight.
"Welcome back."
The girl spoke like this, her voice was empty and quiet.
Her eyes were gray clouds, and her skin was as white as freshly cut drawing paper.
Even though the difference between her appearance and memory was huge, Shi Feng still recognized her identity at the first sight.
"My dear brother."
