The quadrangle collapsed and fragmented, and the powder covered a large number of cracks. Even so, cracks can still be found.
The crack winds like a tree root. It is almost impossible to travel along a crack. The crack separates the crack again. It doesn't take long to fly, so you need to change the direction.
It's almost impossible to go straight. Whether they can go straight or not, the three people see very little. Han Fei and Zhen Cheng wondered why the strange cry only lasted once and then disappeared.
If the monster's cry caused a crack, the monster didn't rush out of the ground. The place with the most cracks and the deepest is the source of the sound.
If you follow the source, you may encounter the monster. Judging from the power of the monster, the three joined hands. I'm afraid it's not the monster's opponent.
Almost all the Loess quadrangles within a thousand miles were destroyed. Flying from the accumulated loess is like flying in the desert.
None of them spoke. Except for the sound of flying through the air, the surrounding space seemed to be frightened by the sound and completely solidified. It was like an iron can. There was no sound at all.
For two hours, Hong Ying, Chen Yu, Zheng Shuqi and others have not appeared. Han Fei and Zhen Cheng use shennian to check in turn. Still no friars were found near.
For two hours, I followed the crack and found nothing.
The width of the crack has not changed significantly. The depth of the crack, under the cover of loess, seems to be no different.
Huang Xiaoyu wears a black scarf to resist dust and protect his skin. There is clean water to drink every day, which is something Huang Xiaoyu didn't dare to think of before.
Huang Xiaoyu has never heard of the roar of monsters in Huangcheng.
"Light rain, are you tired?" Han Fei sends a message to Huang Xiaoyu with deep love. Huang Xiaoyu has been sealed for many years. If he flies for a long time, his body may be overwhelmed.
"Not tired!" Huang Xiaoyu's heart warmed and responded softly“ Brother, we'd better not look for the monster. "
"What? Scared? "
"That's not true." Huang Xiaoyu shook his head slightly. "It's been flying for two hours and still hasn't found any creatures. Don't you think it's strange?"
"It's really strange." Han Fei nodded and agreed with Huang Xiaoyu. Han Fei has also thought about this problem“ Xiaoyu, do you know Heiling's gluttony? "
"Black spirit gluttonous?" Huang Xiaoyu shook his head, "I don't know. Huangcheng is too big. Even if there are such animals, I don't know it's normal. "
"That's right! You should have rarely left Huangcheng before! "
"Never left. I've never gone this far. "
"No! Don't you go to all parts of Huangcheng to practice? "
"Why experience?" Huang Xiaoyu was puzzled and asked, "if no friars with different surnames enter, Huangcheng has always been very safe. As you can see, there are no monsters around Huangcheng. Friars Huangcheng are very friendly. There will be no fighting at ordinary times. It's meaningless to go out to experience and accumulate experience. "
"How can you solve it? There are so many friars in Huangcheng, and there are also many friars in the great God realm. You don't go out to practice, and you don't fight with each other. Are there enough resources for cultivation? "
The situation of Huangcheng is very special. According to normal thinking, many things in Huangcheng can be described as unimaginable.
"It's simple. We practice in turn according to the hour. There are twelve hours a day. According to the accomplishments, friars at each stage can only practice at a fixed time, which can be solved! "
"Smart!" Han Fei nodded and exclaimed, "the Lord of Huangcheng is really powerful! What's your Lord's name? "
"I don't know!"
"Don't know?" Han Fei asked in surprise, "you don't even know the name of the city Lord?"
"I don't know!" Huang Xiaoyu calmly and firmly stressed, "we Huangcheng people don't know who the city master is!"
"--" Han Fei blackened before his eyes, and his flying body almost fell out of the air. Huang Xiaoyu doesn't know who the city master is. It's hard to understand. Everyone in Huangcheng doesn't know. That's wonderful.
Huang Xiaoyu seldom lives out and walks around. Han Fei can understand. What Huang Xiaoyu said is unknown and not necessarily accurate. But one thing is certain that the Lord of Huangcheng, like Huang Xiaoyu, basically doesn't show up.
"Then - how does your city Lord give orders?" After taking a few deep breaths and calming his mood, Han Fei continued to ask. It seems. In your spare time, you should talk more with Huang Xiaoyu. Even if Huang Xiaoyu is not familiar with Huangcheng, it's better than a black eye.
"Voice! If the city Lord has any orders, I will receive a message from my neighbor. "
"Your neighbor's news should not be told by others?" Han Fei's eyes widened. In his mind, a group of monks were playing the game of beating drums and passing flowers.
"Yes! The Yellow City is so big that the city master can't shout loudly! You pass me, I pass you, and the order was given soon. When we receive orders, we will do things according to them. Our city master is very good, even if we sometimes don't complete the task. Or if we make a mistake, the city Lord will not punish us! "
"--" Han Fei was speechless again.
Fortunately, such words were said by Huang Xiaoyu. If it were someone else, Han Fei would definitely give him a "your uncle".
In such a big yellow City, monks trust each other. It's terrible to obey orders and prohibitions.
Lineage? Communist society?
Han Fei can hardly find the right words. However, if Huang Xiaoyu doesn't lie, Huangcheng is a monk's paradise. stand aloof from worldly success. Help each other and abide by the agreement together.
But why is such a yellow City sealed?
What a pity!
Looking around Huangcheng, it looks like the ancient city is declining. There is no interest at all. Even a bird can't be found. According to Huang Xiaoyu, Huangcheng was not like this before. Even if as like as two peas, the buildings are very low.
Now Huangcheng is completely occupied by loess. Every quadrangle is buried with a moving story.
The fourth floor of the altar?
Such a yellow city is really hard to believe that it is the fourth floor of the altar.
"The Lord of Huangcheng is really great." Han Fei thumbs up and must praise such a city Lord.
"Of course!" Hearing Han Fei's praise, Huang Xiaoyu was very proud. If it wasn't covered by a scarf, Han Fei would certainly see the flower like smile.
"Xiaoyu, have you ever thought about the relationship between the city Lord and the monster?"
"What does it matter? Our city Lord certainly won't raise monsters! "
"No! I mean, have you ever thought about it. Your city Lord is a monster! "
"What—— Brother -- "
Huang Xiaoyu is angry. If another person says such a thing, Huang Xiaoyu must go up and slap each other in the face. It's too much to desecrate your respected City Lord.
"I'm just assuming!" Han Fei raised his hand and touched his nose. "You're angry first!"
"The hypothesis is not tenable! The Lord of Yellow City will not be a monster. Give up! " Huang Xiaoyu's eyes were firm and clenched his teeth, "brother. Don't talk nonsense. In Huangcheng, whoever dares to slander the city master is the enemy of Huangcheng. Moreover, those who speak ill of the city Lord will certainly be damned by heaven! "
"No! So serious? "
"Of course! In the past, near my home, there was a great Divine Land friar who fell down when he crossed the robbery because of nonsense. "
"It's not normal for Dujie to fall?"
"That's not!" Huang Xiaoyu shook his head and denied, "in Huangcheng, if you respect the city Lord and are obedient, the city Lord will bless you when you break through!"
"Ha ha!" Han Fei smiled bitterly and said in his heart, is this still the city master's? Clearly has become a god!
Han Fei didn't tease Huang Xiaoyu any more. The girl was so poisoned that she wanted to make her doubt the city Lord. Unless she saw it with her own eyes, she would not believe it.
However, no one in Huangcheng has seen the city master. Even if he sees the monster become the city master, Huang Xiaoyu doesn't know.
It's not Huang Xiaoyu's depression, but the growth environment.
The flight continued along one of the cracks. The three men rested for half an hour and then continued to fly.
After flying for another six hours or so, Zhen Cheng suddenly stopped. After making a silent gesture, he fell quickly and raised his hand to open up a space. Han Fei and Huang Xiaoyu understood and integrated.
A moment later, Hong Ying, Chen Yu, Zheng Shuqi, Tu San and others appeared hundreds of miles away, looking at a natural graben with a dignified face.