At the same time, in the office of another military leader, Li Chenglin, in the other corner of the city, although she decided not to lend a helping hand to Liuwu, she has been using binoculars to pay close attention to the battlefield dynamics ahead.

It's just that when she saw a magnificent Xiangjiang River, rising into the air, like a wolf and a tiger pounced on that city, she was silent for a moment, put down her binoculars, and smiled.

The six or five people are still exactly the same as when they were children, and when they are in a hurry, they pour Xiangjiang water into their deaths. It's done, half of the river is about to be drained by her, and there are still gray ghosts in this world who can escape?

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After leaving this block, Chen Xiansong drove the car and asked a few elderly people to follow the car with their youngest children, and slowly escorted them all the way.

If he encounters a handful of gray ghosts on the road, he will let Lin Jingbian take those young people to practice, and if he encounters one or two high-level ones, Lu Weizhen will kill them directly.

They would also pass by the camps and sentry posts of the human army, and each guard would be stunned when they saw such a special, seemingly weak and bold team. Many of the guards raised their hands in salute as they left, and it took a long time to put them down. There were also one or two camps, open the gates, pull out a couple of cars, and follow them. The soldiers in the car were heavily armed and guarded around. It wasn't until they were sent to the next area that the soldiers saluted and smiled at them and turned to leave.

Thick twilight permeates the land.

Chen Xiansong parked his car only more than 100 meters away from the safety zone, and the gate of the opposite safety zone had been opened layer by layer, many soldiers and epidemic prevention doctors were waiting, and the isolation and observation area was also prepared.

Lin Jingbian and his friends hugged tightly one by one, everyone had red eyes, the old people stood behind with tears in their eyes, the older children all bowed their heads and choked, and the younger children seemed to notice something, and several cried loudly.

The children's cries are the loudest and most hopeful voices in this wilderness-like land.

Tao Qingfei sent the medicine bag prepared for staying up late last night to everyone, and told the elderly with stubborn diseases, young people with old injuries, and young people who are susceptible to colds in a cold voice to pay attention to in the future. One of the children liked her very much, hugged her legs, and said with tears in his eyes, "Doctor Tao, can you come with us?"

Tao Qingfei pulled his leg back without hesitation, and raised his chin towards Lin Jing, who was wiping his tears: "No, I want to go with him." ”

It's time to leave.

A group of young and old, in the low-hanging twilight, walked towards the gate of the safe zone.

Lu Weizhen looked at their backs, couldn't help but sigh, and said, "It's finally complete." Lin Jingbian on the side couldn't help but reply: "Yes." As soon as the words came out, both of them were silent. Lu Weizhen glanced at the little apprentice, but saw that his face was still cold, as if it was not him who sang and harmonized with her just now.

Chen Xiansong suddenly smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hug Lu Weizhen, Lu Weizhen leaned his head on his shoulder, rubbed it twice, and watched quietly.

Tao Qingfang glanced at the two people who were snuggling intimately, and then looked at Lin Jingbian beside him. Probably finally unloaded the burden on his shoulders, Lin Jing put both hands in his trouser pockets, showing a bit of the ease that only young people have, and from time to time he pulled out his hands, waved at the person who left, and immediately inserted them back into his pockets.

Tao Qingfang rolled his eyes.

The group of people in front of them suddenly stopped, and they turned around. Under the gaze of all, the young and old people pulled the children and bowed deeply, deeply in the direction of the four. They didn't straighten up for a long time.

The scene was silent, the sun had sunk below the horizon, the entire city was silently sinking, and the soldiers and medical staff at the gate of the security zone were silently staring. The four men stood still, their faces blurred, as if they were blending in with the twilight.

No one knows that these weakest survivors will remember this day for many years to come. I remember that pair of men and women like the gods of war, desperately trying to block death attacks for them again and again, and I remember this great battle that shook Xiangcheng earth-shattering, but only to rescue them only 30 people. Remember the harsh and terrifying but rock-solid way the Demon Hunter looked, and remember the woman who was so kind and gentle to them that she could slay a dragon with one hand when she turned around.

I also remember that in the past three years, day and night, the young and lonely little demon hunter has stood in front of them every time, desperate for death, and tenacious as iron; I remember the cold-faced and hot-hearted doctor, for every patient, who never sleeps, is vicious, and does not allow injuries and diseases to take any life from this small courtyard.

No one knows that the names of these four people who are causing trouble in Xiangcheng today, but who have left silently, will eventually shine brightly and be engraved forever in the history of human rejuvenation wars.