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The spirit body threw out the immortal jade at the moment of collapse, and at that time he was already awake, knowing the fact that Lin Keqing was not his mother, and he also had the memory of two lives.

In his previous life, Qin Lang never appeared in his short life as his father, but he has always been his idol. During the seven years he was immersed in formalin, he was like a lighthouse, illuminating the dark world in Xiaoxing's heart, and even imagined that maybe one day, this post-apocalyptic hero would fall from the sky like Superman and kill the demon AS.

However, nothing.

Until he died, Qin Lang did not appear.

In this life, the unreachable hero is his father.

And Mom, who will never come back, could not face this fact and sat in the back seat without saying a word.

It's dark, it's dawn.

It was dark again, and it was bright again.

The heavy rain lasted for two days and two nights, tens of millions of zombie tides were wiped out by human beings, on the vast plain, the corpses of zombies were piled up like mountains, a crematorium was set up every ten miles, and the smoke was like a beacon fire, spreading into the distance.

There was no rest for two days and two nights, and people handled zombies like wooden stones, their expressions were numb, and if it weren't for their relatively flexible movements, they looked no different from the walking dead at a glance.

Out of the whitewashed base, this is the real end times.

Compared to the despair of most people, the supernatural people are excited, a zombie is a crystal nucleus, like a diamond growing on a tree, waiting for them to pick, they would rather die of exhaustion than miss this windfall, yes, a zombie rain made them rich, ignorant and fearless waiting for the next heavy rain. Little did they know that next time, they would be prey.

The rain stopped, and people began to return to the base.

Lin Keqing's solicitation order to attack the Demon Capital was officially completed, and only a group of junior abilities and Zhao Yulong's managers were left in the capital base, reporting to her the situation in the Demon Capital at any time.

The zombie rain in the Demon Capital only lasted for one day and one night, and Zhuang Yan led people to clean up all the zombies that could be seen in the Demon Capital. At the same time, it was also found that the situation in the magic capital was much more complicated than that in Xiangjiang.

Because the enemy did not concentrate on building a castle, but lurked in the shadows.

The flooding in the Yangtze River basin has not stopped, but fortunately, the temperature in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely low, and the riverbed has become an ice bed, otherwise the capital base will be flooded.

But this zombie rain is so corrosive that not only does it not freeze, but also melts the ice, and sewage flows everywhere, forming patches of stinky water.

As the rain stopped, ice fields formed again, and that's fine, because they had been worried about the roads being washed away by the water, but now they were flat. Put on your skates faster than in a car.

It turned out that there were nearly 50,000 people who responded to Lin Keqing's solicitation, but only one-fifth of them contracted the disease in the past two days, plus some people were afraid and fled from the battle, and only 30,000 people were really confirmed to go to the magic capital together.

From dawn to dusk, the sky is dark, the ice fields are endless, and the sky is cold, cold and desolate, and people walk in groups, like camel caravans in the desert, mightily heading north.

Out of the ice field, Mount Tai is in sight, this sacred mountain of great significance to the Chinese nation, the once beautiful scenery has long been gone, replaced by a piece of rubble piled up Jedi.

There were no mountains, no trees, not even grass, as if they had been turned upside down. Only the bare stones flew in the wind, and the lime powder floated in the air, forming patches of heavy mist.

There is a famous saying called "Mount Tai collapsed in front, and the complexion does not change", now Mount Tai really collapsed, the sky really collapsed!

No one cried when the end came, no one cried when the zombies ate people, and no one cried when they begged for food at the base like dogs, because they firmly believed that the end times would eventually pass and the light would soon return.

However, looking at the gray-white sky in front of them, and the black mountain, forming a strong contrast, as if reflecting their state of mind, they did not believe what they saw, and shed tears of despair, first silently, then softly, and later, into howling and crying.

Tens of thousands of people wailed and cried, and the scene was also spectacular.

Lin Keqing leaned on the leisure sofa of the RV, looking at the lifeless Taishan through the glass window, frowning.

Mount Tai, as the most important mountain range in China, also has a secret realm of cultivation, looking at the current appearance may have been abandoned, how much faith it once carried, and how many grievances it has now beared, so this is now a place of great evil.

Without a spirit, she was like an eagle with its wings cut off, and she no longer dared to yearn for the sky, nor did she dare to have any more curiosity.

said lightly: "Let's take a detour." ”

But she underestimated people's despair.

It is often said that the Chinese nation in the 21 st century has no faith.

But faith is never in words, but in the blood!

At the moment of the disaster, people will cry and be confused, but the bones have become tougher, just like at this time, they wiped away their tears, and finally looked deeply at the ancestors-like Mount Tai, all silent, without words, they have understood the responsibility on their shoulders - inheritance!

Even if the sky collapses, as long as someone lives, the Chinese nation will never fall!

It's not blood, it's not an oath, it's the soul of the race!

In the heavy mourning, the light of faith flew straight to one direction like a firefly, which was a narrow slit in the depths of Mount Tai, and a line of light green faintly revealed in the transparent light curtain, and the power of faith was like a fire, shining on the last hope.

As night fell, people asked to camp on the spot.

"Why, do you want to commemorate the faith they went to?" Lin Keqing got out of the car and asked with a disapproving smile.

Jiang Dangdang's eyes were still red, obviously crying just now.

Seeing her indifferent appearance, she felt dissatisfied for the first time, "Mount Tai is the sacred mountain of our Chinese nation, and we always have to figure out why it collapsed." ”

The torrential rain washed away the hillside at most, but Mount Tai ...... It's like a 100-magnitude earthquake.

No one believes that this is a natural disaster!

Many people in the Wolf Warrior have experienced the collapse of Xiaoqingshan, how similar it looks.

If in the past, they were afraid of the Black Wind Hall and felt that their battlefield was the Cultivation Realm, then now, the Black Wind Hall is really a big deal.

When they destroyed Mount Tai, they destroyed the dignity of the Chinese nation!

"Sister Lin, I know that I am just a little stranger, and I can't compare to a monk. But Mount Tai belongs to all Chinese people, and it is everyone's responsibility to protect the dignity of the nation. He clenched his fists and arched at Lin Keqing, with tears in his eyes, and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to miss the appointment, and the demon capital can't go for the time being." I decided to go to Mount Tai to explore, and I swore not to pay it back until I figured it out! ”

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O(∩_∩)O, dear friends, today's update.

*To be continued......