"Even if it saves one more person!" Insect Ting didn't have a plan, this was her only thought, and this was the best course of action for Lu Su, who had just come out of discouragement.

On this night when the demons were dancing, several of them were desperately trying to save people, and the belief was that "it would be good to save one more person!" "A small insect ant can also empty a rice warehouse, save one more person, and one less person will die.

Lu Su assigned the task of setting up a flame belt on the staircase passage of the abandoned headquarters, even if a demon could enter, it would be impossible to go down to the underground prison. The combat power of several people, the Eryue Knife is on par with Lu Su, Worm Ting is about the same as Tu Wuyu, and Long Kui is the worst, but he is the most powerful controller. So leaving Worm Ting to guard, Eryue Dao and Lu Su took turns to take Long Kui out to search for refugees, and then reorganized the team when Tu Wuyu came back...... But this guy never came back, Lu Su said not to worry, but he was still worried about whether something happened to him.

When the Eryue knife came back, he brought a group of naked aunts wrapped in towels, and Lu Su said: "You can't just save women, Chi Guoguo's personality is discriminatory!" ”

"There are only women in the women's bathhouse! What do I have to say. ”

"You actually ran to the women's bathhouse to save people...... I'm your whole family! Have you found a men's bathhouse? ”

"I found it, but the men's bathhouse exploded, and no one survived."

This time Lu Su and Long Kui went out, Long Kui rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy, why have I been following you." ”

"Because you're the best, I'll carry you."

They were jumping over the devastated city, they had no reconnaissance skills, and it was really troublesome to find people in the ruins, at least it was a smart way to run to a place like a bathhouse where there was a high chance of trapping a group of people. This time the destruction is more powerful than the N city a year ago, and the Z city before the three months ago, the occupation of the natural injury only turned all the citizens into pawns, and the earth-walking whale attack on Z city was also a bold attack, but the slaughter of the city was like a comb filtering through every corner.

"Tell me a story." Long Kui grabbed Lu Su's head and said.

"I can't think of anything right now."

"Then let me tell you a story, once upon a time there was a proud king......"

He told the story of a proud king who loved archery and thought his archery skills were invincible, so he went out to find an archer better than himself. One day on the beach he saw a man laughing at the sea with a quiver and a bow, and he asked him why he was laughing, and the man said that I saw two women fighting on the other side of the sea, and it was so funny. And the king said, Thou art so good with thy eyesight, that thou canst see the king's house? The man said yes, and the king said, Then look what the queen is doing now. The archers put up their hands on the pergola and said, "The queen is now very ill, and she is dying." The king was anxious, and said, "I am the king, do you have any way to save my queen?" The archer took out an elixir and said that if you take this medicine, you will be fine, but you must take it today, otherwise it will not work. The king said, "It will take several days from here to my palace, what shall I do?" The archer patted his chest and said, "I can shoot the pill to the palace, and then put the pill bag on the arrow, and wrote a note that said, "If you eat it, the queen's illness will be cured", and tied it to it, and swooped an arrow at the sea, and the arrow really crossed the ocean and nailed to the queen's bedside, and she was cured of the pill, and since then, the king has never been proud again.

Long Kui was not a good storyteller, but he still stammered through the whole story, and Lu Su knew that he was trying to make his mood better in his own way.

He lost the brocade this night, but the partners who usually shouted at each other "eat shit" and "bastard" suddenly gave him warm comfort, and his wounded heart felt a trace of warmth as if it was immersed in warm water. …,