The Sacred Ruins - 1683. Chapter 1660 Rise in the rundown (free)

The wind and snow stopped, and the sky and the earth were all white, dazzling white, like a world-famous, a little bit tragic, silently paying homage to the past.

Chu Feng was like a dead person lying horizontally under the ice and snow. Although the cold air was bitter, he was not as cold as his heart. He only felt frozen and life lost its meaning.

He is no different from a dead corpse. He doesn’t want to move, don’t want to think, don’t want to revive his mind, just want to lie quietly on the cold frozen ground like this, and don’t want to wake up.

To be alive is a kind of pain for him, with endless injuries. He can’t accept the death of those deceased, let alone think about the scenes of his wife and children tragically dying. Those like swords and swords, every time he falls, his heart splashes. A large amount of blood smashed his heart and soul.

It may be simple to die, all pain can be over, there is no more sadness, no more painful madness, but in the deepest part of my heart there is his own weakest and vague voice echoing again, I… can’t die, have no revenge!

It wasn’t until one day that thunder shook the ears, and Chu Feng took a ray of mind from the numb world. The ice and snow melted. He was lying on the muddy and lacking vitality land, and was briefly awakened by the sound of spring thunder.

But soon, his eyes were red as blood again, and there was a long howl. If the beast went mad, the prisoner slammed into the prison, his head was disheveled, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, gasping for breath.

Day after day, all came to mind, the tragic picture that suffocated him appeared again, made him mad, made him scream, and then he staggered up and ran on the ground.

No matter who saw it, he would think that this was a completely mad person, without his energy, but with painful and beast-like growls, his eyes scattered and bloody.

Until the night came, Chu Feng didn’t know how many miles he rushed out, and then he fell to the deserted ground with a bang, his chest pain fluctuated violently, the blood in his eyes faded slightly, and he awakened a lot from his madness.

He looked down at his hands, there was still blood remaining, and he looked at the tattered battle clothes on his body, and there was also a shocking red color. It was the blood splashed out after the disintegration of the parent and child’s body, and it was also the last trace left by the child. .

Chu Feng was going to go mad again with his heartache, he put his hands on his chest, protected the blood on his broken suit, looked up at the sky tragically, with endless despair in his eyes.

“Only these are left…” Chu Feng looked at the residual blood on his body, as if holding the most precious thing in the world, afraid that it would dissipate in the blink of an eye and never see it again.

He had no tears to fall, but he was sobbing, tearing pain in his heart, and bit by bit memories like countless fairy swords pierced in his heart. His heart was riddled with holes, and the blood kept splashing.

The scene of the day was like a heavy bloody mountain falling down, making him want to be crushed and suffocated in pain.

The night wind is not small, and the hair that blows Chu Feng is actually grayish white, dim and without any luster, he sees the long hair raised on his chest, and he is in a trance.

He used to laugh and scold him, his blood and energy just entered the world, and he walked the world splendidly.

Until now, it was endless decadence, sourness, pain, confidence and strength all faded, leaving only silence and sadness.

He raised his head blankly, powerless, depressed, and desperate, even if he recovered, and no longer lay on the ground like a corpse, but he also felt that once he died, how many past events can be repeated, and how much laughter can be. Reappearing, he is no longer the one who entered the red and walked the world brilliantly when he was young. He is not old, and his long hair is gray. Although his entire face is still young because of his strength, it is pale, with no trace of it. color.

“I also used to go into the world with great ambition, and I wanted to kill all the strange enemies, but now, there is nothing left!”

He lost all his relatives, friends, and all the dazzling personalities, they were gone, all died in battle, and only himself was left.

The young Chu Feng in the past didn’t care about anything. He always had a dazzling smile like a morning glow. Now he is gone, his temperament has changed drastically, and he is not going back to the past. He is asking himself, am I dead? The whole world is vast, and there is no nostalgia, the whole person is gloomy, there is no brilliance in my heart, only dimness is left.

Until a long time later, Chu Feng was trembling, leaving all the blood in his hands on the broken battle clothes, cautiously, as if holding his own parent and child, gently putting it in a stone jar, and cherishing it in an unbreakable space. Also treasured in the painful memory.

The moon was big, and the ground was shining brightly. The bright moonlight reflected the brilliance of the past on the earth. Chu Feng’s expression was in a daze. It seemed that he had seen all the aspects of all beings, had seen the great world of the past, and saw one after another hazy old people. Smiling at him from a distance, waving at him.

However, he walked forward and tried to look, but nothing was seen. Under the full moon, the world was full of ruins, the endless desolation, the lone wolf howling, as if weeping, the graves were everywhere, and the roadsides were everywhere. Remnant bones, how desolate and desolate.

Chu Feng swayed forward, and the entire age was buried. The whole world was vast. Is he alone?

The bright moon in the sky shines, but this human world can never go back to the past. The moon is still that month. The world is shining brightly before the eternal age, and the world is shining, and the moon is still the same today, but the world is in the past, and the walls are ruined. The heroes of the world, the immortal beauties, all turned to dust.

He was slightly awake, no longer going crazy, but couldn’t help but want to cry, couldn’t hide the soreness and pain in his heart, wanted to cry, but could only let out a hoarse growl.

The bright moon shines in the past and the present, the moonlight is dim, but not soft at all, like a cold gauze, chilly, unable to cover the eternal sadness.

How many heroes have made the past, how many splendid ones are buried in the ruins, the long sky of history, the glorious scrolls, all burned to ashes, looking at the great world, only he is left, alone with the ruins.

Chu Feng walked alone in a gloomy way, unable to find a companion. There was endless sadness, desolation, and loneliness in his heart, and he felt the loneliness of eternity.

Many days passed, and Chu Feng didn’t know where he was. He had been mad and confused. He couldn’t get out of the dim area in his heart and couldn’t see the light.

He told himself, to live, to become strong, not to be decadent forever, but he could not control himself. He was immersed in the past for a long time, thinking about those people, thinking about the past, what he can do alone and can change now. What?

In the final battle, everyone is dead. He who is still alive, what ability does he have to change this world?

He will not forget that all the scenes of the fall of the quasi-immortal emperor, even Huang, Ye, and the female emperor were killed in battle. There has been no emperor in the world. Can he stand alone against the general trend like a billowing torrent?

Even if you become an emperor, you will be crushed into powder if you step on it alone.

Who are the dead? They are all the ceilings of historical periods, the protagonists of the great worlds, and the most brilliant figures of their respective eras, but they all perished in the final battle.

Chu Feng leaned back on a rock, pain in his heart but powerless.

Those people, the group of figures reflected in the sky, is a large gathering of brilliant heroes in history, all gathered together, all the heroes came out, but after all, they still did not overcome the weirdness. In the end, the emperor fell and all died in battle. , Yu Qi cold blood, blocked the chest cavity.

“Emperor falls to the world, the saints are buried under the ruins!” Chu Feng staggered, walking alone in the dark night, with no goal, no direction, only his hoarse words echoed under the night sky.

He couldn’t see the way forward, so many people died. He had the ambition to swallow the sky, and he was even more vengeful, but in the end he was at a loss. How did he defeat the entire plateau alone, the four ancestors, and the three immortal emperors, There are countless strange creatures, and the combat power at the top of the pyramid in Ertu can continue to resurrect…

It took only a few months for Chu Feng to leave. He walked through broken mountains and rivers and walked through the ruined ruins. I don’t know which big world this is.

He is always sober, sometimes awkward, and decadent, but he is alive, walking aimlessly, often mad, and has become a veritable Chu lunatic. If he was seen by an old friend, he could not help crying for him. He used to be. The demon of Chu Feng, who dared to provoke anyone, was not afraid of the heavens and the earth, went crazy and came to this field sadly.

When he woke up, he ran desperately on the ground, and when he was tired, he fell directly to the ground, motionless, looking up at the sun, moon and stars, sleepless and silent.

He told himself in his heart that he must smooth out the gloom in his mind and stop decadence. After all, he must face the bloody reality. Even if the future is invincible, he should cheer himself up. The whole world will be buried, and he is the only one left. People, he won’t get up for revenge, who else can stand up?

He went crazy, ran, sleepless, and lay on his back, just to heal the endless wounds in his heart, he wanted to heal his wounds with time and let the battered heart heal.

He said to himself, dormant, adjust, adapt, I will stand out after all, face the terrible land, and face the terrifying plateau!

Stumbled, walking and stopping, Chu Feng slowly healed his heartache, no one can communicate, no one can see the world of the past, only the remaining beasts are occasionally visible.

The days when Chu Feng went mad were fewer, but people became more and more silent, walking on this dilapidated land for nearly two years.

Until one day, he discovered human traces, saw the villages on the ruins, and the rebuilt city. After all, the humans in this world are not dead.

In addition, he also saw other races one after another. Although the ground was broken, many races still survived, but there were very few people.

Chu Feng walked through the habitats of various ethnic groups. Many areas of the world have been affected, with thousands of miles of Chiland, but some areas retain the original style and features, and the damage is not very serious.

Until one day, Chu Feng was tired and tired, and stopped in a small city. He didn’t have the heart to think about other things. He didn’t pay attention to anything. He just lay on the side of the road and fell asleep. He told himself that it was time to escape. He had been here for a long time. Taking a nap in the red dust will eventually sweep away the haze and decadence, and dispel the gloom in my heart.

What kind of image, honor and disgrace, he had already abandoned on this road, he would walk if he wanted to go, he would fall down if he wanted to fall down, and he didn’t care about the gaze of passers-by.

Now he is in ragged clothes, gray hair is messy, and his face lacks blood, as if he was just a long-ill person falling down on the road, faint.

I don’t know how long it took, Chu Feng was gently touched by someone. He opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery and people.

The dilapidated town, the narrow streets, and the pedestrians hurried. Two years later, the catastrophe of the past has not yet fully recovered from the fear.

At this time, a child who was only four or five years old was beside him, and it was the child who gently touched Chu Feng and awakened him.

His face is dirty, his clothes are even more tattered than Chu Feng’s, and his eyes are pure, but now he is timid and a little afraid of Chu Feng.

The child held half of the bun in his little hand, cautiously, like a treasure, afraid of losing it, holding it in both hands, and sent it to Chu Feng somewhat reluctantly.

Chu Feng was stunned before he woke up, yet he hadn’t recovered.

The little boy yelled, motioned to Chu Feng again, and sent Mo over.

He is a little dumb, he can’t speak, he can only yell and use actions to express.

Chu Feng quickly understood what he meant, looked around, and at the same time understood the situation of the child, he was a beggar, a poor beggar.

Chu Feng sighed. This child had a very kind heart, so young, but he was still dumb at the age of four or five, and he even gave him the food he was asking for.

Soon, the boy gestured again, pointing at an old man lying in the corner of the street in the distance, with a timid smile, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Chu Feng’s perception was so powerful, and he understood what he meant. It was the child’s grandfather who was dependent on each other. He once told the child that Chu Feng, who was lying on the side of the road, might be sick, hungry, and in a coma.

Suddenly, Chu Feng’s expression froze very quickly. The old man had been dead for two hours, and the body was a bit cold.

However, this child didn’t know it at all.

The child yelled twice, squeezed off a piece of bun, gently put it in Chu Feng’s hand, then turned around, ran to the corner of the street, smiled happily, and gently shook the old man, yelling Now, holding the bun, wanting to feed him.

At this moment, Chu Feng’s nose was sour. This poor little beggar, a sensible child, didn’t know that his grandfather had died.

The boy yelled a few times, without awakening his grandfather, he gently covered the old man with a thin, tattered quilt, and waited for his grandfather to wake up, looking down at the bun in his hand from time to time. A happy and content smile appeared, but he was reluctant to eat.

At this moment, Chu Feng’s heart was touched. Such a simple child, such a young child who has lost even the ability to speak, heartless, extremely contented and pure smile made his nose sore.

The simple human relationship between the child and the old man made the dim areas in Chu Feng’s heart seem to be suddenly dispersed, and he felt the long-lost warm current surging in his heart.

Four or five-year-old children are very ignorant, do not know many things, do not understand, he is happily holding the bun, guarding the old man, he does not know the truth that the dependent grandfather has died.

When he saw Chu Feng look over, he would smile shyly and timidly, and yelled twice, as if he was courageously saying hello.

In an instant, Chu Feng’s tears rolled out. He thought of his parent and child, Chu An. He did not protect him, and did not accompany him to grow up. He did not stay by his side for a day. Chu An was like a child when he was a child. Is it so simple and pitiful?

For an instant, Chu Feng felt a little pain, and his eyes that had dried up so much that he could no longer shed tears were completely blurred. He tried hard to think about what the parent and child were like when they were young, and what they were like when they were young. Toddler, babble…

Chu Feng trembled and looked up to the sky, not wanting to cry any more, but couldn’t control his emotions.

He hadn’t seen Chu An when he was a child, so he could only keep thinking about it. A small figure in his heart gradually became clear. Compared with the children in front of him, their eyes were so pure.

Without really seeing the state of his child when he was young, Chu Feng replaced the child, and the two overlapped somewhat.

Chu Feng couldn’t help but walked over, knelt down, and gently hugged the child with torn clothes.

The boy was a little frightened at first, yelled twice, smiled flatteringly, and stood in front of his grandfather, but found that Chu Feng was crying, and he just hugged him gently on the spot instead of forcibly taking him away. He was relieved now.

After a little hesitation, the little boy stretched out his dirty hand and carefully wiped away the tears from his face for Chu Feng.

“My child!” Chu Feng cried. At this moment, he hugged the child as his own child. The emotional resonance for an instant, he couldn’t help but burst into tears.

The child was a little frightened, timidly, as if comforting Chu Feng in a low voice, but he couldn’t speak, only monotonous syllables could be heard.

“Good boy, you are only so young, are you comforting me? From now on, you will be my child!” Chu Feng picked up the boy with sourness, suffering, pain, and pity in his heart. This boy deeply This touched his heart, and he wants to raise this child well.

Chu Feng buried the old man without telling the little boy. In the little boy’s ignorant eyes, he lied to him over and over again, saying that the old man woke up after falling asleep and went on a long journey. He would not come back after a long time. He lives together and waits for the old man to return home.

Not a complete deception, Chu Feng lived in this small city and had a home, a small courtyard that belonged to him and the child. He didn’t have any high and far plans for the time being. He just wanted to accompany the speechless child. Raise him.

In his heart, there are too many regrets, and a lot of due obligations are missing. He did not grow up with his parents and children, and did not protect him. Chu Feng’s incomparable longing and dream of returning to the childhood of Chu An’s birth can make up for all the shortcomings. .

Now, he regards the child as his own child.

After the initial anxiety, fear, tears, and missing the old man, the child gradually adapted. As day after day passed, he was no longer timid, and he had something delicious, and someone kindly protected him. , By his side, he laughed silly again.

After a while, Chu Feng felt that the cold areas in his heart, those dim corners, were completely filled with warmth.

He didn’t regard the child as a substitute, but really liked the child and regarded it as his own.

Washing the child’s face and putting on brand new clothes, Chu Feng’s heart trembled. The corners of the child’s eyes and brows really looked like him.

Is this a compensation and gift from God?

Do not!

After too much experience, even the so-called God has been turned into a dead place, how could Chu Feng believe that the so-called God and destiny are nothing more than the weird ancestors torn apart.

Chu Feng used his extraordinary means to help the child adjust his body. He was no longer a little dumb, he slowly recovered and was able to speak.

One year, two years… For many years, Chu Feng has accompanied him to grow up, to see him get married and have children, and have a peaceful and successful life.

As the child grew up, Chu Feng’s heart became more and more radiant. After sweeping away the haze, he was gradually coming back, who was once angry!

“Almost all of the world’s evolvers, the former heroes, are buried. Only myself is left. How can I let me be decadent? On this dilapidated ruin, even if I am alone, I will finally stand out!”

After more than ten years of ordinary life in the small town, Chu Feng’s heart became more and more peaceful, his eyes became more and more enlightened, and his state of mind had undergone a transformation!

“Rise in ruin!” Time passed, the old boy is now at the age of marrying a wife and having children, and Chu Feng’s own beliefs are getting firmer and firmer. His broken heart and broken world will not be able to hold him back. One day , He will enter that plateau!