1270 The collapsed two-dimensional body 01296Close to the truth (1/2)

After leaving the hotel, the setting sun unknowingly set in the west.Nie Kong quickened his pace. Needless to say, his heading was toward the south, in the direction of Nanjiacho, Tiangong City, where Origami had lived five years ago.

Although the time shuttle itself was successful, Nie Kong couldn't figure out how long Kuang San's Twelve Bullets could stay five years ago.So we must act as soon as possible.

As soon as he approached the residential area, there was a sharp sirens from the street, fire trucks and emergency vehicles.At the same time, the surrounding air is twisting like hot steam.

The street in front is burning.

A terrible fire rose from the house on the street.No signs were shown, and the fire spread over most of the area.The residential areas scattered in the field of view burned to bright red as if they had been attacked by air.The sound of burning flames, the sound of building collapse and the sound of sirens are intertwined with the screams of people, like a hell-like scene.

Nie Kong's spiritual sense found that Shi Zhi was watching from the sidelines. Although his eyes were anxious, he did not show up to comfort the crying piano.It is estimated that Shiori is praying, he will show up five years ago.

Kotori was staying in the park in the residential area of ​​Nankkocho, sitting on the swing and kept tears.The flame was not under her control, and burst out from her body, burning everything around her.

Nie Kong didn't notice how the First Elf turned the Qinli into a wizard, but found her vague body floating beside the Qinli.A layer of fuzzy mosaic blocked her appearance, Nie Kong could not find her true identity.I just think her lazy figure is very familiar.

Nie Kong stepped from two kilometers to Nanjia Town in one step, and was about to return to Shiori, but from the noisy sound, he could tell that someone was calling Qinli.

”Qin Li, Qin Li, where are you.”

The flames were blazing, thick black smoke, and the vision was quite bad.But there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who was still searching the streets, coughing and shouting.She and Shizhi are so similar, they are almost carved out of a mold.Nie Kong recognized her identity at a glance, Shizhi, a primary school student five years ago.

”Hello, have you seen a girl about seven or eight years old with fiery red hair?” She kept asking people who had fled the fire, but no one would take care of her at this time.

How did Nie Kong feel that things were too far apart from the history he knew? If you follow Shizhi's method of searching at this time, I am afraid that the entire street is burned out, and you may not find Qinli.

Really looking down, Nie Kong appeared in front of her and said to her: ”My kid, leave quickly, otherwise the fire will burn you.”

With a worried face, she took Nie Kong's arm anxiously, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, begging to ask: ”Big brother, have you seen a seven or eight-year-old red-haired little girl, almost one meter and two? height.”

”Are you talking about the little girl crying on the swing in the park? I was going to hug her out, but she seems to be waiting for someone.” Nie Kong said casually.

”Is... in the park, thank you, big brother. She is my younger sister. She just left to buy her a birthday gift. It's great to find her.” She looked at Nie Kong with gratitude in her eyes, and then she thanked her and walked towards the park. Rushed to the position.

Old Nie Kong felt that he had gone back to the present moment five years ago and had the illusion that he was specifically promoting the development of history.He naturally did not leave, but followed him to the center of the incident, beside Shizhi.