Zi Ye instantly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked at Ion Xuan.

"What's wrong?"

How do you know that Ion Xuan pushed her towards Aunt Lin and scolded in a low voice: "Go back quickly......"

Zi Ye was about to ask what happened, but Aunt Lin locked her wrist and scolded loudly: "Follow me......"

With a wave of her wrist, she yelled at the girls who were still standing there ignorant.

"All go back, no one can go out without an order......"

Ziye also wanted to break free of her wrists, but she solemnly held her shoulders.

"Help me protect these girls......"

Without waiting for Zi Ye to speak, she had already rushed to the women's hall, scolding the girls to retreat to the room.

Zi Ye unwillingly glanced at Ion Xuan, who had disappeared behind him, and then looked at the girls in the church hall who were suffering in front of him, and finally gritted his teeth and helped Aunt Lin evacuate the crowd, so that they could quickly return to the hall.

Almost at the same time, a deafening drum beat rang out in her ears.

The sound of the drum seemed to have the power of thunder, and with just one sound, the blood of the violent night was surging, and it was almost impossible to hold it.

She is still like this, not to mention those girls who are still skilled, one by one, "poof", and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before they could breathe, a drum beat vibrated again.

"Ah......h

Someone screamed and fell to the ground, struggling in pain, blood spilling from her mouth and nose.

Zi Ye's fingertips flew, and the silver needle instantly pierced behind her ear, temporarily cutting off her hearing.

It's just that there is more than one person who has been hit hard by this.

As the drums came, more people screamed and fell to the ground.

Even though she did her best to fly the silver needle, she couldn't save everyone for a while.

And almost at the same time, Zhu Huang in the Nine Star Tower suddenly opened his eyes, and before Zi Ye could react, it had already instigated its wings and flashed out of the Nine Star Tower, standing majestically above everyone.

"Zhu Huang ......" Zi Ye looked at it suspiciously, not understanding what it was going to do when it came out at this time.

"Tweet ......"

A long cry suddenly came out of Zhu Huang's mouth, and the invisible sound wave instantly dispersed like a wave, dispersing the ensuing drum sound.

Aunt Lin looked at Zhu Huang with a strange look, and then glanced at Ziye gloomily, but there was no superfluous nonsense, but beckoned the girls to help each other and retreated to the women's hall.

Although the sound of war drums struck again, it was diluted a lot by Zhu Huang's chirping, but no one was injured again.

……

At the peak, Ion Xuan rushed ahead, and Wen Tianxia followed closely, but even though he tried his best, he was getting farther and farther away from Ion Xuan.

Ion Xuan, who knew that he was galloping, suddenly paused, and turned his head to look at Wen Tianxia.

"When was the last time the dragon's horns rang?"

The Dragon's Horn is the alarm of the Celestials.

Only when a national event occurs will the dragon's horn be blown.

In Ion Xuan's memory, the dragon's horn only rang once one night when he was a child.

It's just that he was still young at the time, and he was protected in the room by everyone, and he didn't know anything.

The only thing he knew was that the dragon horn sounded that time, the blood of the Celestial Clan was like a river, and almost half of the clan died.

But after that incident, no one ever spoke of it again.

It's not that you don't dare, but you don't want to.

People are deliberately avoiding the bloodshed and avoiding bringing up the past.

(l~1`x*>+``+