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Chapter 334 I Come From Another World, Called Earth【4k】

The sudden fluctuations spread across the entire continent, and even the babies who were waiting to be fed were not spared.

Xiao Ran instantly felt a sense of powerlessness coming from inside his body. He glanced at his hair, which had lost its luster for a second, and became dry and rough.

Touching the skin on his body again, there were large areas of wrinkles that shouldn't be there at this age, the corners of the eyes, forehead, one phenomenon after another all indicated that Xiao Ran was aging step by step.

"An'an..." Ji Laizhi shouted in panic.

Xiao Ran turned his head, and Ji Anzhi was lying on the ground, bowing her body. Her aging was actually reflected in her original body. Such a young child suddenly lost weight, and wrinkles appeared on her face, and she looked even older than Xiao Ran and others. She was so weak that she no longer had the strength to stand on the ground.

Several people around have changed, Ziyan's sideburns have turned gray a lot, many wrinkles have appeared on her tight skin, and she looks 40 to [-] years old in an instant.

"What the hell...what's going on?" Wuhe knelt on the ground and asked in disbelief.

Master Yang Dian has stopped moving.

Xiao Ran knelt down, took a deep breath, stretched out his trembling hand and patted Wuhe Zhenren's shoulder.

"The dean, he..."

Master Wuhe turned around, his expression still filled with shock.

He shook his head, looking bewildered and desperate.

This is, as if thinking of something, Zi Yan immediately staggered and ran back to the house.

She walked in slowly, and Xiao Ran looked at her back, as if he had already thought of her expression.

Ji Laizhi picked up An An and everyone walked into the house together.

There were a lot less breathing sounds in the room.

Wuhe finally collapsed, he walked quickly towards the beds with unsteady steps, and picked up the wrists of each real person one by one, although he had lost all expectations after seeing the faces.

After a while, Wuhe knelt down on the ground weakly, crying loudly.

These are his closest relatives, brothers who have been together for decades.

But now he was the only one left.

Ji Laizhi hugged An An and looked at Ji Dang. Xiao Ran quickly followed. Ji Dang's hair was already gray and his face was old and dry, but he was still breathing. This made Ji Laizhi finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After a long time, after the people in the yard calmed down, Master Wuhe looked at everyone and said in a deep voice, "There is something wrong with the meteorite..."

Xiao Ran wandered to the gate, he naturally knew that there was something wrong with the meteorite.

Everyone's vitality disappears rapidly, which should be the form of collapse in this scene.

However, how to rescue this kind of collapse?Twenty real people died immediately because they were the oldest among everyone present.

Xiao Ran was at a loss, and the whole person fell into confusion.

Zi Yan walked behind Li Ran, she put her hand on Li Ran's shoulder worriedly, the two of them were close together, neither made a sound.

After a while, Xiao Ran looked back at her: "Go and see Qing Yao..."

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Five days later.

Xiao Ran's temples were already gray.

At first, he thought that the loss of vitality was only produced at the moment when the meteorite landed, but he never thought that this was a kind of continuous consumption, probably to leave a little time for everyone to write a suicide note, or to do it while he was "young". Something I still want to do.

Xiao Ran sat on the golden feather sword, floating above the clouds at this moment.

He has been by Qingyao and Ziyan's side for the past five days. The two women are very scared. The problem with their appearance is no longer enough to make them sad. Everyone is worried about the same thing now, that is how long they can live.

During this period, Xiao Ran asked Master Wuhe carefully and came to the conclusion that this consumption of vitality is irreversible. There is no panacea that can save it. What is left now is only a matter of time.

Xiao Ran was also curious why other real people of the same era suffered disasters, but Wuhe real people didn't change much.

Master Wuhe spoke frankly about this. When he was a child, he once brewed a certain kind of potion with an extremely complicated formula. According to his senior father, it was a potion that enhanced the vitality of the human body. Unfortunately, it was a long time ago and the old master was gone. Naturally, the prescription is gone too.

The meteorite outside Qinglanjing City was not as big as the previous one, but it released some kind of sound waves outward every day.

On the fifth day, Xiao Ran tried to destroy the meteorite with everyone, and the result was that the release of sound waves accelerated, and Xiao Ran's temples turned gray.

It is probably conceivable that if the meteorite is destroyed, the contents inside will be released in an instant, and everyone will only face the result of dying on the spot.

Xiao Ran also thought about whether it is possible to use some kind of cover to cover the meteorite, but after thinking about it, he realized how naive his thinking was.

Everyone is waiting to die.

Including Xiao Ran himself.

He had just come out of Changyan City, and took a look at the Liangyi Xiangsheng Sword. Just like the scene in the last meteorite, the Liangyi Xiangsheng Sword was quietly inserted into the bottom of the pit, and Xiao Ran was not ready to pull it out.

But when he came out of Changyanjing City, Xiao Ran heard a piece of news.

It was rumored that Chang Yanqing killed everyone in the palace the night before his death, including his own father, Emperor Changyan.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a while after hearing this. He couldn't think of the reason why Chang Yanqing did this.

But because of this, Chang Yanqing's death seems to be equivalent to solving the hatred of the Changyan people.

They hated Chang Yanqing for bringing war, and they were also afraid that Chang Yanqing was so cold-blooded and ruthless. If such a person became emperor, it would probably be another disaster.

Xiao Ran touched a golden purse at his waist, it was just an empty purse, there was no small sword in it, and he said he didn't come out again these days.

Xiao Ran lay on Jin Yujian and exhaled a long breath. He never expected that Chang Yanqing's death would lead to such a result.

The direction he was flying with his sword now was in the direction of Song Yuan's capital city.

Landao returned to Song Yuan's capital, and Xiao Ran was going to see him.

I just don't know if drinking will speed up the speed of aging, otherwise Xiao Ran wants to have a good drink with Landau, and probably forget the troubles of the past few days when he gets drunk.

After arriving at Songyuan Capital, Xiao Ran put away the Golden Feather Sword and walked on the street leading to the palace.

There were not too few or too many people walking on the street, most of them were middle-aged people, that is, young people in their twenties.

Xiao Ran also looks like a middle-aged man now, he looked in the mirror once, he didn't expect that his middle-aged appearance was quite handsome, but after taking the photo, Xiao Ran hid the mirror.

Although handsome, he doesn't have any desire to look.

These people on the street did not know Xiao Ran, but they had all heard of Xiao Ran. A few days ago, the news that Xiao Ran and a strange girl broke into the palace and rescued the second prince had spread throughout the Song Yuan capital.

They had a deep impression on that day. After all, they were not deaf, and everyone could hear the fighting sound from the palace.

Oh no, Landau is no longer the second prince, he is the current emperor of Song Yuan Kingdom.

Presumably he would be the emperor with the shortest reign, Xiao Ran shook his head and smiled wryly.

Walking on the wide avenue, every time I take a step, I will feel a deep sense of powerlessness. This is probably the feeling of entering middle age, maybe I have not adapted to this change, so Xiao Ran's feeling is particularly obvious.

He passed by an alley at this time, and originally planned to go straight forward, but Xiao Ran seemed to see many familiar figures at the alley for a moment, and he remembered that it was the scene of monks drinking tea here that day, and they The entire alley was tightly blocked.

Xiao Ran changed direction and walked into the alley.

Seeing the sign in front of him, Xiao Ran felt like he was in another world.

"Red Dust Inn."

Sister Hong and the waiter must have gotten older, Xiao Ran thought to himself as he stepped on the steps and arrived at the door of the room.

"squeak……"

"Sorry, the inn is closed recently." A male voice with a slightly vicissitudes came out.

Xiao Ran ignored it, but pushed the door and walked in.

"What are you doing? Why don't you welcome guests?!"

Xiao Ran heard a familiar voice again, but this voice also became old.

"Xiao Ran?!" The two people in the inn exclaimed in unison.

Xiao Ran smiled slightly at the two of them, and three raised crow's feet appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Sister Hong is indeed old, and the white hair on her temples is spreading upwards. What makes Xiao Ran feel a little ridiculous is that the man has grown a beard.

"The shape is good." Xiao Ran raised his eyebrows at the waiter, and sat down at the table.

"Come make a pot of tea." Xiao Ran said.

Sister Hong winked at the clerk, and the clerk immediately ran to get ready, while Sister Hong walked towards Xiao Ran curiously, and she sat opposite him.

But after looking at Xiao Ran, Sister Hong hesitated to speak.

Xiao Ran lay lazily on the table, looking at Sister Hong with a hopeless look: "Whatever you want to ask, just ask."

Sister Hong swallowed her saliva, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Chang...Did you kill Chang Yanqing?"

Xiao Ran looked up at her, and slowly straightened up, he nodded: "Yes."

Sister Hong took a deep breath, her eyes lowered, her fingers pressed on the table, and she suddenly fell silent.

Xiao Ran saw something wrong with Sister Hong's expression and felt a little confused.

"Sister Hong, do you know Chang Yanqing?" Xiao Ran asked.

Sister Hong glanced at Xiao Ran and nodded slightly.

Xiao Ran's expression was a little surprised, Sister Hong actually knew Chang Yanqing, Xiao Ran couldn't connect the two in his heart no matter what.

"How did you know each other? Let me tell you." Xiao Ran asked curiously after receiving the tea from the waiter.

Sister Hong had a look of sadness on her face.

The waiter also brought her a cup of tea, and Sister Hong took it and placed it on the table.

"About five years ago, before I opened the inn, I met a boy lying on the ground on the road, covered in blood, shivering in the grass by the side of the road.

I saw that there was no one else around, so I ran over to pat him and asked what happened... Who knows, who knows, the boy turned around and stabbed me with a dagger, and I fell to the ground and passed out. When I woke up, I found that I was not dead, the boy was by my side, and we were still on the side of the road.

His face was full of fear, and he held the dagger in his hand. At that time, he felt that the air around him was his enemy, and he was afraid of everything.

I took him back, and it took several days for him to talk to me. I called him "Aqing". At that time, I only knew that he was bullied, beaten and scolded by others in his family, and had lived in dire straits since he was a child. By the way, I wrote down the story narrated from his mouth! "

When Sister Hong said this, she seemed to suddenly think of this matter.

"But he didn't tell me who he really is."

Feeling the temperature of the tea, Xiao Ran took a small sip.

"So, Chang Yanqing has been deeply traumatized in her heart since she was a child, and she is a psychologically distorted character?" He asked.

Sister Hong nodded, expressing her agreement with Xiao Ran's guess.

Xiao Ran thought of those horrific wounds on Chang Yanqing's body. They were all neat and regular, but they were all in positions where he could just touch them, so those wounds should have been made by Chang Yanqing himself.

What kind of emotions do you suppress in your heart to achieve this level?
"After knowing his identity, I remembered that the day I first met him, the blood on his body should belong to his older brothers. He killed his older brothers and then escaped." Hong The elder sister tightly clenched the teacup in her hand.

A look of sadness appeared on Xiao Ran's face: "You know... the night before Chang Yanqing died, he killed everyone in the palace, including Emperor Changyan."

Sister Hong's eyes widened in horror, she shook her head, unable to make any other expressions on her face.

It took a long time before she spoke.

"Ah Qing is actually a very poor person, I regret it now..." Sister Hong murmured.

Xiao Ran looked at her: "What do you regret?"

Sister Hong came back to her senses, and quickly shook her head: "It's nothing... I regret that I didn't educate him properly."

Xiao Ran drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, stood up and walked towards the door.

Sister Hong followed and stood up.

"Are you leaving?" she asked.

Xiao Ran took a deep breath, looked up at the bleak atmosphere on the street, and paused for a long time.

"Sister Hong, I once said that when I have the opportunity one day, I will tell you my story, right?" Xiao Ran said softly.

Sister Hong stood behind Xiao Ran, nodded in a daze: "Yes, you seem to have said that."

Xiao Ran turned around and sat at the table again.

Seeing this, Sister Hong quickly waved to the clerk. The clerk understood and brought a blank notebook from the counter, along with the writing brush and inkstone.

Seeing Sister Hong's posture, Xiao Ran couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, what do you collect stories for? Save them for yourself later?"

Sister Hong picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and did not respond to Xiao Ran's words: "You just need to tell your story, I am very interested in your life experience!"

Xiao Ran nodded, then cleared his throat.

He opened his mouth, and Sister Hong lifted up the brush, but Xiao Ran was in a daze at this moment.

My own experience...

Let’s take my own experience as a story.

Xiao Ran straightened his expression and said: "My name is Xiao Ran..."

"I know your name is Xiao Ran!" Sister Hong joked.

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes at her, and then said: "I come from another world, that place is called the earth, and everything there is different from here..."

Sister Hong listened blankly, not even noticing that the brush was stained with white paper.

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(End of this chapter)