Yu Qingshan loves his daughter very much, and he has not seen his loved ones for four years, which can be described as worrying. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although he was annoyed that they were hiding from him, he also understood that there were many difficulties for everyone, so he also put down his surging thoughts for the time being, and prepared to go to the central base to find out first.

Within a week of arriving in Atlantis, Huaxia's military planes were pulled out and prepared to go to the central base. Yu Qingshan left early for this trip, and almost wiped out the four years of education points accumulated in his identity card. He is not a warrior, so it naturally takes more thought and time to earn these points, and it is a big taboo to blatantly violate the treaty and leave the alliance while he is in charge.

However, Yu Qingshan not only did this, but also did not regret it in the slightest. Points are gone, you can earn them again, and now there is nothing more important than your daughter.

He really didn't dare to think about what Yu Nuohan had experienced in the past four years, and if he asked a few of his students, they might not be able to tell the truth. But as long as he thought of his young grandson's face, Yu Qingshan's heart hurt so much, as if he had been cut off by his life, and he was drenched in blood.

His feelings for Ye were very complicated, to be exact, he didn't know how to deal with this freshly baked grandson. How old is Yu Nuohan? She was only a little girl under twenty years old, but she was pregnant and gave birth to a child in October, and even this child was already two or three years old.

Complicated is complicated, he has a grudge against his daughter's "husband" who has never met. If a man can't afford the education and life of his wife and children, why should he get involved with his daughter?

Perhaps, her "husband" and her "son-in-law" gave her daughter shoulders and protection during the days when she lost her support, so her daughter fell in love with him. But Yu Qingshan also knew that this kind of "beautiful" fantasy only existed in his mind, and he already had a guess in his heart, but he really didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't ...... Can't think.

But no matter how entangled he was in his heart, he couldn't vent his anger on an innocent child. Yu Ye - his cheap grandson, he is just a child who knows nothing, and he doesn't know the grievances of his parents, and he shouldn't be involved in these grievances.

In order to solve the most complicated matter in the shortest possible time, Yu Qingshan finally found Yu Ye, the child, and took his hand and boarded the military plane to the central base together.

During this period, Yu Ye had a resistant expression on his face.

Yu Qingshan never knew how Tai Ye and Yu Nuohan got along with each other, and he never knew that because of his daughter, Yu Ye, the child, had been pointed at by others in the central base. Fortunately, he is young and has not grown crooked, otherwise, if he meets some guys with a very bad heart, he will definitely have a day of bloodbathing the base.

He picked it up and put it on Ye's lap, wrapped his old hand around the child's petite body, gently rested his chin full of stubble on Ye's hair, and whispered, "Xiao Ye, I'm your grandfather......"

"Grandpa, it's your mother's father. You are my grandson, and I am your grandfather. ”

Yu Ye didn't answer, lowered his head and picked the corn cob in his hand, and put the golden grains into his mouth. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Do you hate me?" ”

Yu Qingshan sighed tiredly and said, "Why should I hate my own grandson." ”

"They say my biological father is not a thing." Yu Ye whispered, "I hear a lot, and they are always talking. My biological father was a murderer and killed a lot of people, and my mother was his slave...... What does slave mean? ”

Yu Qingshan's hand tightened slightly, and said, "The affairs of your parents have nothing to do with you......

Yu Ye didn't reply, just peeled off the corn carefully. He swallowed mechanically, and the military plane had already slashed high into the air, closing in on the position of the central base.

……

"Vomit—"

In the dark underground tunnel, Zell lay beside the pool of viruses, spitting out a puddle of blood mixed with shards of internal organs into the thick green liquid. After escaping from the battle arena, he was the first to infiltrate Jerusalem, but even if he reached Jerusalem's territory, he couldn't withstand the outbreak of layers of mental sequelae.

"Whoa-la-"

The shattered internal organs spat out of his mouth in one go, the skin under his white robe was covered with green tendons, and the twisted meridians all stalked, and every inch of the eruption was like a hideous spider.

I thought that "devouring" would be enough to eliminate the damage of mental power, but unexpectedly, the follow-up power of this thing was endless. More than a day has passed since he left injured, but his body has not improved, but has deteriorated little by little.

This "deterioration" is invisible to the naked eye, and it is not so much a weakening of physical strength, but rather a force of rules belonging to Yun Mo invading his realm and energy system.

His body showed a sickly weakness, which was undoubtedly fatal to an atavistic drought. I think this is the idea that Yun Mo played, and the remaining fragments of spiritual power lurked for a full day before exploding, in order to return to the city of zombies, remove himself from the throne, and become a "big meat".

Zombies are indeed afraid of the atavistic class, but if the energy of the drought is too weak, it will only become a target for zombies who want to evolve.

"Vomit—"

The black and red blood clots mixed into the pool of viruses, and Zell's hand clenched the edge of the pool tightly, just like his emotions, not relaxing for a second.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly pulled out a map from the dark grid on one side and carefully examined his strengths and weaknesses. Looking from the ruins of the African savannah to the vicinity of Cairo City, Zell came up with a few nodes to make a fuss, but when he was ready to start, he suddenly found that he had sent Cairo City's troops to fight for the dragon in the New Mediterranean......

In other words, the city of Cairo today is equivalent to an empty city.

He had already left halfway, and he didn't believe that Yun Mo would let those zombies survive. However, there are discarded chess pieces on the left and right, and there are not many regrets. The only thing that worries him is this injury......

"Da, da, da......"

The sound of familiar footsteps came from far to near, and Zell leaned against the wall, his hood hanging down, hiding his slightly tired face. After a moment, he turned to look at the visitor and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"The human army has arrived in Cairo." Du Mukai seemed to be broadcasting "The weather is sunny and cloudy today", and he was very indifferent, "A lot of the dark stakes you buried near the pyramid have been pulled out, and they are about to touch your laboratory." ”

"Who's leading the team?"

"Han Xiuyu."

"No wonder ......" Zell remembered the observation and evaluation of Han Xiuyu's spiritual power in the atavistic dream, and his heart sank three or four points again, "What about Yun Mo?" ”

"Nowhere to be found, without her breath."

"Isn't she seriously injured?" Zell's voice darkened, "Impossible...... It's all atavistic level, what state I am, what state she should be! ”

"But she seems to have recovered a lot before you." Du Mukai said truthfully, "Without her coercion, there is no breath of her." I'm sure she hasn't evaporated, so where can she go? ”

"Where can I go?" Zell's brow furrowed deeply, "Where can I go......"

Where else can I go? Yun Mo's consistent style is to chase and fight fiercely, taking advantage of your illness to kill you. Before Zell could come up with a reason, the sky above the entire city of Jerusalem was enveloped by a terrible coercion.

His pupils shrank, and his pitch-black pupils revealed a scarlet hue. Seeing him like this, Du Mukai retreated a distance, and the bone wings behind him converged, protecting the vital points around him.

"Yun Mo—"

He almost gritted his teeth and shouted out the name.

Over Jerusalem, the hazy sky was enveloped in flames. Large expanses of gray are rendered by karmic fire, and the color of blood permeates from the inside out. Like the wrath of God......

Around the Wailing Wall gathered panicked people, who clenched the cross in their hands and pointed it at the sky, chanting words in their mouths. For a while, a cacophony swept through the base, and the karmic fire in the clouds became more and more gorgeous, almost igniting the whole of Jerusalem, which made people panic.

At this moment, a solemn voice came from high in the sky, carrying the supreme "Holy Might" in the eyes of mortals, and ordered: "Let Zell get out!" Otherwise, the city will be slaughtered! ”

Boom - the sound mixed with the roar of thunder, mingling in the sky above.

Zell heard the words echo in his ears, and his face turned blue for a moment. Yun Mo used the same means he used at this time, using the illusory identity of "God" to exert pressure on stupid human beings, and in the minds of this group of Jerusalem idiots, I am afraid that there is nothing more authoritative than this.

It is fitting that mankind will sacrifice him for the sake of the so-called "oracle" and to protect himself in the future.

Sure enough, as he expected, when his thinking swept to this point, the tumbling red lotus karmic fire had already rushed into the underground laboratory under the guidance of the fools, and Zell didn't even have time to pack up anything, instinctively broke through the upper isolation area and walked to the ground, before he could land on land, and he was intercepted and killed by Yun Mo!

Mental power! Mental power!

He ignored the fact that when his spiritual power was not completely eliminated, his identity was a prey that was labeled. No matter where he is, where he is, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, he can't escape the pursuit of spiritual powers.

Mental Power Imprint...... Damn it!

"Boom-"

Most of the city of Jerusalem was shattered in an instant, and the unicorn's figure gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, like a giant fireball falling from the sky, and everything in its path turned into ruins.

Yun Mo was indeed seriously injured and had not recovered, but the reason why she was able to make a move was that in addition to using her spiritual power to lock on to Zel, she also had to rely on the body she was currently in. is also an atavistic ancestor, the unicorn is much more durable than the drought, since the ending is a lose-lose situation, why doesn't she let Zell get injured and injured.

The Qilin's attack became more and more intense, and the spiritual power and "devouring" fused into this narrow area. The sound of cries below shook the sky, and Yun Mo, who didn't care about the fight, pushed Zell to the brink of an explosion step by step.

The huge crack pierced through the whole of Jerusalem, and Du Mukai spread his bony wings and flew high into the air, frowning at the completely uninhibited battle below, and pursed his lips.

"Boom-"

The flames almost burned his eyebrows, and Du Mukai quickly retreated for a distance, his scarlet eyes staring at the battlefield for a long time, and suddenly a fierce man flew towards the periphery, piercing into the sea at ten speeds.

……

Huaxia, Phoenix Ancient City Area, Central Base.

Yu Qingshan took Yu Ye's hand and got down from the military plane, just like when they entered Atlantis City, they went through layers of investigations, and they couldn't find the area that they were able to enter the inner enclosure at noon on the second day.

There was no sun at noon, clouds were overcast, and it rained from time to time, and even the earth was covered with a gray color.

Yu Qingshan didn't see anyone he knew, so he only led Yu Ye to walk with a doctor in a white coat to the deepest part of the mental hospital. Yu Ye squeezed his fingers tightly, his eyes wide open, as if he was full of disgust for this place.

The closer he got to the inner layer, the more ugly Yu Ye's face became. Until the doctor stopped and told them coldly, "This is it." ”

He removed the key and slowly opened the door. A hazy glow shone inward, spilling over a figure curled up at the foot of the bed. Her limbs were chained in thick chains, her long hair was scattered and half of the bed was sloppy, and her thin, thin figure looked like a refugee, as if she hadn't eaten a good meal in years.

The long-term darkness made her uncomfortable with the light, Yu Nuohan raised her skinny hand to block the sunlight, and looked at a familiar white coat through her fingers. Seeing that it was the doctor, she didn't say much, but it wasn't until the doctor left indifferently that she saw that there seemed to be two people standing in the doorway.

Who?

I don't know......

Yu Nuohan swept them casually through her hair, until the middle-aged man suddenly called out to her in a trembling voice: "Nuohan? Han Han ......"

She froze suddenly, her mind seemed to stagnate, and it took a while for her to react. Yu Nuohan turned her neck mechanically, her bones seemed to make a "click" sound at this moment, and she widened her empty eyes, looking at Yu Qingshan's face deeply, deeply......

"Dad...... Daddy......"

One word, two words, seemed to be full of sourness and hardship when pronounced from her mouth. Yu Qingshan didn't hold back, and ran to her side quickly, with old tears on his face.

"Nohan...... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

Yu Qingshan said at a loss: "I'm sorry, it's all my father's fault!" Nohan! ”

He stretched out his hand and hugged his lost daughter tightly, comforting him so much that he almost burst into tears. However, in the next second, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdominal cavity, and something sharp was directly inserted into his lower abdomen, and blood rushed out.

"Dad, I wanted to kill you for a long time......"

Yu Nuohan bloomed a sweet smile, her skinny fingers tightly gripping a sharpened chopstick, warm blood stained her palm, but she felt that she had never been so happy. (To be continued.) )