Zhuo Yao's three companions were scattered all over the underground around Rui Mansion, staring at the inside of Rui Mansion through the cracks in the sewer cover. In this assassination plan, no matter whether Zhuo Yao succeeds or fails, there is no way to spread the news immediately.

Therefore, they need to keep an eye on the movement inside Rui's mansion. As a result, they saw that Rui Qing left in a hurry not long ago, but there was calm in Rui's mansion, and they were wondering.

Zhuo Yao shook the bell around his neck, and when one of them heard the bell, he immediately beckoned the others to come over.

"Yaoyao, you're okay, that's great. ”

The leader and Zhuo Yao hugged deeply, and it was so hot that it obviously exceeded the friendship between comrades. Master Sun took a step back to make room for the two of them, he was an interesting person.

The three of them protected Zhuo Yao and were full of hostility towards Sun Xiang, who came down together.

Zhuo Yao pulled the leader aside to explain for a long time, and even argued a few words before reaching a consensus.

Now that the assassination operation has failed, there is no need to stay here. The situation is complicated and needs to be reported to the colonel immediately. They took out a few tattered sacks and draped them over Zhuo Yao and Sun Xiang. Most of the underground civilians are dressed without covering their bodies, and the two of them walking in bright clothes like this are too eye-catching.

Sun Xiang noticed that the palms of the three of them had thick calluses, and their bodies were emaciated, but their muscles were very good. Such a figure is generally done as a coolie.

"Are you all miners?" asked Sun Xiang casually.

The man at the head snorted through his nostrils, neither admitting nor denying it. He took a step down and stood side by side with Sun Xiang: "Yaoyao believes in you, but I don't believe in you." ”

The man's name was Chen Ping, and as Sun Xiang guessed, he was a miner from Songhe City and a member of the hidden resistance group. He was born with starry eyes and a tall stature, and the hard work and squalid environment did not smooth his edges, but instead added to him a lot of masculine charm - the so-called masculine explosion.

In the past, Chen Ping's style was the favorite of rich women. And now, he is one of the leaders of the underground resistance in Songhe.

Zhuo Yao is a woman, more emotional, and will be moved by Sun Xiang's behavior. But Chen Ping is a man, and he doesn't believe that there are really cultivators who voluntarily abolish cultivation. But his hostility did not come from suspicion of Sun Xiang, but from simpler reasons.

"Yaoyao is my woman. He threatened, "Stay away from her." ”

Zhuo Yao and Chen Ping met and fell in love in a dangerous underground work, and they would have been together logically. But in order to assassinate Rui Qing's plan, Zhuo Yao must keep his virgin body.

The lovers love each other but can't enjoy each other, and the two are tormented by a huge instinctive desire. But thinking of the sacrifices of so many companions, I had to restrain myself.

What a bitter lover.

But Sun Xiang didn't sympathize with Chen Ping, and even despised it. Therefore, in the face of Chen Ping's warning, his tone was not so friendly.

"Your woman?" Sun Xiang mocked, "You let your woman sleep with other men, and you let your woman go on a mission to the death?"

"Shut up!"

was touched by the scales, and the raging anger burned in Chen Ping's body.

"People like you will not understand our sacrifice at all! Our cause is to save thousands of people, sacrifice the small self to achieve the big self!"

"I don't understand!" Sun Xiang sneered and replied, "I don't understand, if a person can't even protect his wife and daughter, how can he protect thousands of people?

Sun Xiang was not accusing the entire resistance group in Songhe. He himself actually recognized this spirit of self-sacrifice, including Zhuo Yao.

This girl is a weak woman, and Jing Ke will never return, and the head of Sun Da must pay respect.

He blamed Chen Ping alone. saw his own woman die, but now he is ashamed to threaten not to touch "his woman" in front of him.

What the hell!

Chen Ping didn't say a word, and directly punched Sun Xiang's face to beckon. He thought that Sun Xiang's cultivation was completely lost, and he couldn't compare to his physical strength at all.

But even if Sun Da doesn't use magic, his fist and foot kung fu is beyond the imagination of a miner, and if he is touched, he will lose.

Chen Ping only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and when he reacted, he was already lying on the ground, and his cheeks were hot and painful. Sun Xiang slapped him away, and said two words to him condescendingly:

"Waste. ”

Seeing that the conflict was out of control, Zhuo Yao pounced on Chen Ping's body. She hugged him tightly and protected him, and begged Sun Xiang with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Sun, please don't say it." It's all my fault!"

Sun Xiang raised his hands and took two steps back to show surrender, this small conflict was just a conversation between men, and he respected Zhuo Yao's thoughts.

Because of this incident, the group behind them seemed very silent. Chen Ping led the way at the front, and everyone couldn't see his expression. Zhuo Yao wanted to say something to him, but he shook his hand and pushed him away.

She had to walk in the middle, separating Chen Ping from Sun Xiang.

"I'm sorry. Sun Xiang whispered.

"It's fine. "Zhuo Yao's spirit is not very good," Aping people are usually very good, but they are easy to be impulsive. ”

At this time, Chen Ping turned his head and glanced at the two of them, and Zhuo Yao hurriedly distanced himself from Sun Xiang: "Okay, don't talk about it for the time being." ”

Zhuo Yao had a splitting headache. In the whole thing, she is the one who is most wronged, and now it seems that she has made a mistake.

In silence, they walked through the "streets and alleys" of the underground world of Songhe. The streets here are the original sewer lines, and even if they were artificially widened, they would be no more than the width of a car.

The air was foul, and there was ankle-length sewage under your feet. Walking in it, the sound of the rushing water will be reflected by the tunnel and transmitted far away. At regular intervals, sunlight casts through the grid of the overhead sewer cover, creating a series of gratings in the dark environment.

Someone walked around overhead, and a hearty voice smiled: "Brother Wang hasn't seen him for a few days, and his cultivation is so diligent, congratulations!"

Another voice responded: "It's all the reward of the city slaughterer, otherwise how can the little brother have such a blessing, hahaha!"

Sun Xiang looked up and saw two large soles. If there were no others, he would definitely drag down the two talkative guys above and beat them up by now. The two practitioners above must have heard a commotion below, but why should they care about the bed bugs in the sewers?

The walls on both sides of the passage, a little higher from the sewage, were dug out of large and small caves. Most of these caves are two or three meters deep and are as large as half a cart. These are the dwellings of the common people, who themselves jokingly call rat holes.

Sun Xiang had no curtains in a rat hole on his left, and he saw a thin woman half-lying in it. There is no such luxury as a futon blanket, just some old newspapers to keep warm.

Her child sat on his knees, looking to be five or six years old, a half-grown boy. Because of severe malnutrition, his belly was bulging and his face was sallow. The child had no clothes on him, only a cardboard box twisted in a plastic bag to keep out the cold.

At this point, there is just a ray of sunlight shining through the sewer grid into this small mouse hole, and a spot of light the size of a bowl is sprinkled in it.

What are the mother and son doing?

The mother took advantage of this spot of light, pointed to the headline in the newspaper, and taught the child: "These two words are read as the people, read with me, the people!"

"The people!"

The child's voice was immature and confused. After reading it, he asked curiously, "Mom, what do you mean by people?" ”

The child's mother barely managed to squeeze out a smile: "Silly child, we are the people." ”

"Oh, I see. The people are the weak who live in the sewers, right? "Children are unscrupulous.

The child's mother could not answer this question, only deep sorrow.

Master Sun bent down and sat beside them. He touched the child's head: "Little friend, remember, the people are not weak. The power of the people is invincible. ”

The child's mother was deeply wary of the man who suddenly appeared, but the child didn't think so much, he only felt that the uncle touched his head, and his body felt very comfortable.

Sun Xiang's powerful True Yuan penetrated into the child's body along the palm of his hand, continuing his vitality that was about to dry up. The child's little face was visibly rosy to the naked eye. The child's mother suddenly covered her mouth, something that only a strong cultivator could do. She couldn't believe that a cultivator would go into the filthy sewers to save them like maggots.

"You are a great mother. Sun Xiang took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to her, "Wait a few more days." ”

In such a difficult and desperate environment, do not forget the education of children. Such a mother deserves the word great.

Only one person noticed this small episode, and it was Zhuo Yao who fell behind. Seeing Sun Xiang's palm flashing with spiritual light to heal the child, Zhuo Yao's heart set off a huge wave.

She finally realized that Sun Xiang had not lost his cultivation at all, and he was still a powerful cultivator. Now, the most important thing she should do is to warn her companions in time.

But Zhuo Yao looked at the mother and son, recalled what Sun Xiang said to the mother and son, and even recalled what Sun Xiang reprimanded Chen Ping just now.

Zhuo Yao decided to remain silent.

The group walked through a sewer with civilian populations and into an underground garage. It was abandoned by the practitioners of Matsukawa, and a huge park was built on it. However, the underground garage was not filled, and the vast space was used as a square by the civilians under Songhe.

It even formed a bazaar.

None of them had money, but that didn't prevent them from exchanging the garbage they picked up.

"Roast cockroaches! Roast cockroaches!" someone shouted.

"Chicken thighs just came down!"

"Three feet of the best fabric!"

The shouts came and went, and the crowd was crowded together in twos and threes, which was quite pyrotechnic. It can be seen that no matter how difficult the environment is, human beings have to live.

This was not the destination of Zhuo Yao's party either, and they quickly passed through this market.

The headquarters of the resistance group in Songhe was not in the city, and even for the vast majority of civilians who were struggling to survive, they did not believe that anyone could form a resistance group under Tu Peng's nose.

However, the truth is often unexpected.

Starting from Ruiqing Mansion, the group walked for about forty minutes, and the crowd gradually thinned out, and the ground here was already on the edge of the city.

Chen Ping pushed open the sluice gate at the end of the sewer and led everyone into a hidden passage. Sun Xiang estimated the direction, and they were heading towards the mountain range outside Songhe City.