Chen Yang, who was buried in the wildebeest herd, was still found, and it seemed that the enemy was observing very carefully, hoping that they did not find Fu Lixian. Maybe this would be better, so that all the enemy's attention would be focused on him, and the animal could take the opportunity to leave here with Fu Lixian.

Chen Yang patted the head horse, "After a while, I will shout and run, and you will divide into two ways to bypass the convoy in front of you and rush into Mount Kilimanjaro." Understood, no. ”

The head horse and the lion king understood and shook their heads.

"What do you do, oracle?" asked the old witch lion.

"Don't worry, I have a solution. ”

"Oracle, what can you do? You can't even walk. ”

"Can you call me an angel, and the god will die? Have you ever seen it?"

"Although humans call us beasts, we are not stupid. I am a witch lion, but a psychic, our ancestors were Sphinx Lyra, and our ancestors were also humans. We are peace-loving, we are not aggressive, we only take enough food to cover our stomachs every day, we never kill indiscriminately, and we do not destroy the ecological balance. But this plague did come close to exterminating our race. The ancestors said that we should be patient, and the turning point will always appear in the most desperate moment, which is to let us go through the tribulation of life. The ancestors left eight words, white heavy rain, and the divine messenger came. In our despair, it rains innocently. The old witch lion said.

Chen Yang smiled: "Your ancestors are really great. I'll tell you everything. And my ancestors, hehe, would only let us worship, never talked to me a word, no. ”

The old witch lion smiled, ordinary people can't stand the manifestation of their ancestors, and if they talk about a word, they will go crazy.

"Sir, sir, hey, you're not a local, you're not black, who are you? Can't you understand English?" the enemy shouted again.

Chen Yang really can't speak English, he hasn't been in school for a long time, he only knows Cantonese and Huaxia, and he is speechless and drenched in heavy rain.

"Oh farmer, oh animal, oh, get out of the plague area. Chen Yang said in authentic Guangcheng dialect, but he didn't want the enemy to understand.

The other party was silent for a while, as if studying Chen Yang's language. There are thousands of dialects in Africa, and all of them are incompatible.

After a while, "Clay Shoes Chinese Chinatown?" is very non-standard, and the suspected Cantonese dialect that makes people want to laugh is coming, but Chen Yang actually understands it all, Chen Yang missed the Chinatowns all over the United States, and the enemy can actually say it, maybe he can't understand Huaxia dialect.

At this moment, Chen Yang was in no mood to laugh: "Yes." ”

"Did you notice anything suspicious here?"

"Yes, it rained whitely, and my horse drank a hundred times more energetically. ”

"You raise your hand and come over. ”

Chen Yang can take this opportunity to let the animals escape.

"Okay, I don't have a weapon. ”

Chen Yang raised his hand and slowly approached the convoy.

Everyone saw a white-haired old man, who was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, the crowd was startled and raised their guns.

"Chen Yang, he is the father of Chen Yang, the sage of Guangcheng, there must be an ambush and shooting. One of the commanders exclaimed.

"Run, old witch lion. Chen Yang said.

The animals suddenly moved and split into two paths, the horses running to the left and the lions to the right.

"Don't shoot. One of them reminded. The saint is not an existence provoked by ordinary people, and they are all going to die here with this shot.

But it was still too late, the enemy fired at the same time, and the animals fell down with bullets.

"No ,,,"

As Chen Yang shouted, bullets flew towards him. "Papapa" Chen Yang's face was splashed with blood, and several lions fell beside him. They were blocking bullets for Chen Yang.

Chen Yang hugged the fallen old witch lion in front of him with one hand, and Chen Yang was shot several times, but he didn't react.

"You don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself, you, why are you so stupid?" Chen Yang said sadly.

The energy rain in the sky seemed to be infected by Chen Yang's emotions, becoming chaotic, big and small, changing rapidly and slowly, and the direction was chaotic.

"Divine Messenger, you have almost given your life in this rain,,, you have saved my brothers and sisters, you have saved my people, you have saved my home, you have saved all the living beings ,,, this land. Although we are beasts, we can also distinguish between good and evil, beauty and ugliness, and we know how to repay kindness, and we also have truth, goodness and beauty in our ,,,hearts. This is what we are willing, you don't feel guilty, don't have a burden,,," The old witch lion sighed.

Chen Yang raised his head sadly, and the animals fell in a pool of blood,,,

He stared at the enemy again: "You, you are human beings, how can you do things that are inferior to animals? You are human beings, you are human ,,,, you are devils,,,

Chen Yang's bloodshot eyes were full of white rain and roared: "Kill all the devils." ”

The white rain in the sky suddenly changed direction and rushed down, and his energy-filled rain could destroy the virus of genetic warfare. It can also be turned into bullets to destroy enemies. He is the king and ruler of the land,,,

The white rain frantically set off a tornado of Chen,,,

The white bullets rushed towards the enemy, but it was still slow, and the enemy's tens of thousands of bullets continued to fire, which was normal, and it was not a problem for Chen Yang at all, the problem was that Chen Yang was not ordinary at all, and the mosquitoes in Africa could also end his life. Chen Yang hurriedly manipulated the raindrops to intercept it, and the white energy could not be intercepted completely.

Chen Yang was hit by hundreds of bullets in a row, and the saint's body was hard to carry hundreds of shots, but no matter how thick and hard the saint's skin was, he couldn't withstand it, and he was shot one after another. The Juggernaut was also killed, he was extremely weak, his body protection energy had been exhausted, and his essence had been partially used, and he was no different from ordinary people at this time.

Chen Yang fell, and the white bullets finally went to kill, and the troops of hundreds of people were beaten into a sieve by the bullets and torn apart by the white rain.

Chen Yang was lying on the ground, his life was dying, his wounds could not heal themselves, his energy was exhausted, with the energy rain in the sky, it was too thin, effective against the virus, but it was like a drop in the bucket for his injuries.

Chen Yang looked at the white rain in the sky and hit his face, he exchanged his life for this heavy rain, saving the whole of Africa, but he couldn't save himself. Did he regret it? If he died, Fu Lixian would also die, but countless living beings in Africa survived. He didn't know, he only knew that in hell, in the world of the undead, in the ghost world, in the underworld, he could protect Fu Lixian all the same,,, he didn't believe in heaven, the human beings of the earth, were not worthy of heaven, including him.

His mind was stagnant, and he was running out of energy,,,

How much stronger is a saint than a parent in a place? A saint dies trying to save sentient beings. For the sake of power, a parent official concealed the epidemic and whitewashed the peace, and the plague broke out and spread throughout Africa, and the people died, and the saints died, who was stronger? These "parent officials" are definitely the reincarnation of the devil who cares about human life and is mad.