On December 21, 2012, when darkness comes, dawn will never come.

December 21, 2012, is the day when the Mayans predicted the peerless natural disaster. At this moment, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old wandering boy in the park was intoxicated by his dream. Next to him was a little girl shaking his arm, "Brother is getting up, Yuqin is afraid, brother, get up quickly." The little girl should be only eleven or eleven years old, and her tender voice kept urging her sleeping brother, with a hint of trembling and crying voice.

The young man in his sleep could not wake up, and the little girl's tears were hanging on his cheeks, which made people feel pity. The park was deserted, and even the entire street was deserted, with a decadent and desolate atmosphere. The gray sky was occasionally lightning and thunder, and the rolling clouds were like waves, pressing lower and lower. The strong wind blew the paper scraps and dust on the ground floated by wither.

"Swish..." A shadow passed by. In an instant, a blood mark appeared on his arm, and a stinging pain was heartbroken. The boy was shocked. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly. On the pine tree not far away, something like a raccoon cat emitted a faint red light in his eyes. He stared at the teenager with wide eyes. The boy stood there without moving, worried that the raccoon cat would attack for the second time, and the person and cat would confront each other for more than ten minutes.

At this time, the boy felt his arms numb, and blood dripped along his arms onto the bluestone pattern on the ground. The blood on the ground slowly spread out along the patterns on the ground, emitting red lights. The cat's eyes showed timidity and quickly flashed into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Seeing the raccoon leaving, the boy finally took a breath, but he felt heavy burden. But at this moment, the ground suddenly shaking, and the pattern under his feet emitted a red light under the blood and entered the sea of ​​clouds. The ground was like a bottomless pit, and the light came out from the bottom of the cave. A book and a crystal exquisite tower slowly rose.

The crystal exquisite tower emitted a peaceful and bright white glow, but the book emitted a thick and strange black mist. The two fought against each other and didn't want to let each other. Gradually, one black and one white formed Tai Chi. The black and white light entered the sky, and a huge cloud swirling nest appeared in the sky, devouring everything like a black hole. The ground was like boiled water, boiling endlessly. The suction of the huge swirling nest rolled the boy into the swirling nest like a tornado. He thought that this time he was really dead, and before he could think too much, he fainted in the strong whirlwind.

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know if I am still alive. The boy tried hard to open his eyes. It was pitch black all around him. He was floating in the air. The crystal beside him was emitting a faint white light, like a pointing light to guide him to a certain place. Are he dead? Where is it? Is it hell? Where will he float to? One question after another surges in the boy’s mind.

When the boy was puzzled, he saw a light source as big as an egg in front of him. He was floating in the darkness slowly drifting towards the light source. As he approached the light source, he became bigger and bigger. A powerful suction force sucked Zhu Yuanlong into the light source. A flash of glare in front of him made the boy unable to open his eyes. He felt his body was heavily on the ground, his internal organs seemed to have shifted, his throat was sweet, "Wow" a mouthful of blood was spit out, and he fainted.

The rain, with a hint of coldness, hit the boy's face. The boy slowly woke up and felt a tenderness in his internal organs, which was a little breathless. He coughed for a few times. After a while of rest, he felt a little better before he paid attention to looking around the surrounding environment. He was surrounded by continuous mountains in a vast grassland.

The boy climbed up and tried his best to figure out the environment around him, but he had no impression at all. He tried his best to enjoy everything at this moment, fresh air, green grass, red flowers and green leaves all over the mountains, colorful worlds, afraid that everything would disappear in the blink of an eye, and return to the gray world that was missing.

"Rain" the boy was a little excited in his voice. He stretched out his palm to catch the raindrops floating in the blue sky. He felt inexplicably excited and excited in his heart. He lay on the grass and let the raindrops baptize his body and his heart. The boy wiped the rain from his face and saw that there seemed to be a house at the foot of the mountain ahead, dragging his exhausted body step by step. It turned out to be a long-desolate ancestral temple. Even he didn't know whether it was in a dream or in reality.

In this wilderness, the boy searched in the ancient temple to see if he could find something to satisfy his hunger, but after searching all over the temple, he found nothing. The dilapidated house could only barely find a place to hide from the rain. His stomach was constantly protesting against beating the drum, and the sky was getting darker.

The boy took out a lighter in the bag, found some dry firewood in the ancient temple, lit the fire in the lobby, dried the wet clothes, and added a little warmth to the entire space. Under the firelight, he looked at the desolate ancient temple, the dilapidated stone sculptures of gods and demons, and the evil gods and demons around him had a little more fear in his heart. The boy lay beside the fire and recalled the bizarre events that had happened in the past few days.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of someone walking outside. The boy quickly sat up and hid behind the statue. He saw a strange person dressed in with a braid behind his head and walked in with a wolf on his back. He should be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a hunter, but these should be ancient costumes. Are they filming outside? But there was no movement. Is it a paradise or other ethnic group? The random thoughts in his heart did not allow the boy to find the answer.

The hunter familiarly peeled the wolf, put a wolf leg on a wooden stick and put it on the fire to roast it. The whole temple was filled with a strong smell of barbecue. The boy couldn't help but licked his dry lips. At this time, his stomach was rumbling and his eyes were staring at the roasted golden wolf legs. When he was fascinated, he accidentally touched the wooden stick at his hand. He had a quick ear and the hunter picked up a machete in his hand to be alert. The boy slowly walked out and stood there without moving. After a few minutes, the other party might have found that there was no threat and the atmosphere eased a little.

"Hello, uncle," the boy walked out and reached out to shake hands with the hunter. The hunter looked at the boy inexplicably, and raised the alert he had just put down again. The boy hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Are you from Xido?"

"Xiduo Kingdom?" The young man shook his head and said he didn't know

"Dongxuan people?" The boy thought to himself, did this uncle come out of the neurological hospital? He couldn't even understand what Xituo Kingdom said.

"Then who are you from?" In the eyes of hunters, the clothes worn by the young man were also strange in Guli. I couldn't guess which country the young man in front of him came from.

"Chinese, my name is Zhu Yuanlong"

"China?" Hunter thought for a long time but didn't remember which small country was called China.

At this time, the boy's stomach rumbling again. The hunter looked at it and handed him half of the wolf legs. The boy had already been swallowing and chewing it voraciously. The strong smell, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, was the best meat he had ever eaten in his life.
Chapter completed!