When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 432 Tragedy, Murder, Mengze City

The post road was wide, the road surface was smooth, and the scenery on both sides was beautiful. Li Changxiao amused himself, humming a little song, teasing the passing birds with the breeze, and disturbing the fish with stones. He didn't feel bored at all along the way.

But as he walked, he realized that something was wrong. This post road was straight and wide, and the road was easy to walk on. There should be a lot of pedestrians. Not to mention the endless traffic, there should be a few people.

However, he had walked more than ten miles along the way, and there was no trace of people. It was terribly quiet, and there was only his own humming.

If it were somewhere else, the people who passed by would have talked to the swordsman, either praising his beautiful singing or asking him to shut up because he was annoying.

However, today, there was no trace of people, which was strange.

Thinking of this, Li Changxiao felt something in his heart, and quickened his pace along the post road, taking slightly bigger steps.

It was approaching noon.

A city gate appeared in front of him, but the city was dead silent, without any breath of life, and the soldiers guarding the city were nowhere to be found.

Judging from the city gate alone, the city was not small in size. The plaque with the three characters "Mengze City" was spotless and quite charming. It was obvious that someone wiped it every year. It should have been a prosperous place.

Otherwise, there would be no energy to open up such a smooth post road.

When he arrived here, Li Changxiao knew that something was wrong with this city.

He found this place based on the map of Venerable Fengxue, and then discovered strange things one after another. These just showed that the tomb of the God of Dreams might be nearby.

He had this hunch in his heart.

Unfortunately, the map of Venerable Fengxue only marked the approximate range. As for the exact location of the tomb of the God of Dreams and what form it existed in, it was unknown.

Li Changxiao needed to spend his energy to study it slowly and make his own judgment.

He walked to the gate of the city, sniffed hard, smelled a bloody smell, and frowned immediately.

He looked through the gate and looked inside. What he saw was a blood-red scene. The houses, shops, and ground beside the street... everything was dyed red.

Flies were flying all over the sky, and the buzzing sound of their wings was annoying.

Rats were gnawing on their fingers. They were huge, with rough and hard hair, and blood-red eyes. They were not afraid of people or light.

The stench was so strong that it was hard for ordinary people to bear it. Li Changxiao narrowed his eyes, gently held the hilt of the sword, and went deep into the city.

I didn't expect that such a big city would have such a shocking killing, and judging from the size of these rats... I'm afraid it has happened for some time.

At least for several months.

Li Changxiao walked on the street, looking at the faces that had decayed and were gnawed by rats, but he could vaguely see the terrified expression, and he felt a little angry.

His eyes were stained with a touch of blue light, and he picked up the remaining dream fragments, trying to restore the truth of this killing.

However, most people, at the last moment before death, did not know why they died and who killed them.

A good life came to an abrupt end, and Li Changxiao felt sad and regretful. Most people in this city, whether poor or rich, should have their own lives.

But it turned out like this.

In front of a mansion, Li Changxiao picked up such a dream fragment.

The young lady of the mansion is a famous beauty far and wide. She has parents who love her, and a man who grew up with her and is in love with her. Tomorrow she will get married.

She was sitting in front of the dressing table dressing up, flirting and playing with the maid who was combing her hair.

Unexpectedly, there was a commotion in the mansion, and the woman went out to check with her heavy skirt... Then, a black shadow flashed by.

The life that was blooming died.

Li Changxiao also saw that in a simple little house, a small vendor who had been busy all day outside returned home with his wife and children.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door. The man opened the door and his head rolled to the ground. Then, before his wife and children could scream, they both died.

...

There were too many tragedies in this city. Li Changxiao was used to killing, but his heart was still shrouded in a layer of gloom.

When he arrived at a famous inn in this big city, Li Changxiao finally found a clue in the dream fragments.

It was a dream fragment of a waiter.

About seven months ago, a group of strange guests came to this inn. They were wearing thick black robes and were very tall, a full head taller than ordinary people.

The exposed eyes were very beautiful, giving people a feeling of unreal beauty. The waiter looked at them and felt a trance.

It was precisely because of this that he had a deep impression of them, resulting in an unusually clear picture in this dream fragment.

Li Changxiao saw this and probably knew who the culprit of this tragedy was.

If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably a strong man from the mermaid tribe.

They were also looking for the tomb of the God of Dreams, or something in the tomb of the God of Dreams.

If Li Changxiao could find this place, they could too.

"I came to this city seven months ago." Li Changxiao murmured, with a flickering light in his eyes.

Although the corpses all over the ground in this city looked scary, most of them had no face, and had different degrees of corruption, decay, and maggots..., but they definitely had not been dead for seven months, proving that the mermaids had been separated from entering this city to killing for several months.

Although most of the mermaids despised life and humans, and did not mind killing, in the current situation, they were infiltrators and had a mission.

It was not a wise move for them to start a massacre. There must be a reason for it.

Li Changxiao recalled the path he had taken along the way and had some enlightenment in his heart.

The reason why he fought with the big rock eagle was that he climbed on top of its head. At first, he saw that the mountain looked like a sleeping big eagle, and he thought it was towering, so he climbed up to drink and enjoy the scenery.

He did not find anything wrong.

But now he thought about it, the place where the big rock eagle stood just cut off the post road extending from the city in the middle.

Inconvenient transportation.

If you want to go out, you need to climb over the big rock eagle, and if you want to enter the city, you also need to climb over the big rock eagle.

And the big rock eagle will devour passers-by like a chicken pecking at rice.

As a result, the city was destroyed for several months, and no one in the outside world knew about it.

In this way, Li Changxiao's encounter with the big rock eagle was not a coincidence, but would inevitably happen as long as he was still looking for the tomb of the Dream Dao God.

Li Changxiao looked at the corpses all over the ground, and for the first time, he felt a little bit about the situation faced by the human race in ancient times.

The plan to expand the sea, which had sacrificed a large number of strong men, gradually lost its effectiveness as the spiritual energy dried up and the area shrank.

The two worlds were very far apart.

The spiritual energy dried up, all things were extinguished, and the beasts of the prehistoric world were also fatally weakened. Although the big rock sculpture could fly to the sky, it was still difficult to cross the endless sea and come to the Fuyao world.

Unless there was help from the mermaids.

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