When the last flamingo died, Guo Da sat on the ground with a fat and tired ass, took out a bottle of magic potion and poured it into his mouth desperately.

At this time, where is there anything that looks like a master, completely tired and a dead dog.

No, Ben Da Fat must find the skull summoning cheat, otherwise he will sooner or later become a Taoist priest who has been exhausted to death in history.

"Uncle Jia Nian, Uncle Big Fat" The grief-stricken child let out an exclamation, revealing a look of disbelief.

Guo Dapang stood up with a cigarette, drank the magic potion in his hand, and threw it to the ground.

Strange to say, the vial hit the ground and disappeared as a ray of light.

"Surprised, isn't it?" Guo Dapang said without thinking.

The child nodded, but his expression was a little sad.

The crowd had already gathered around before they knew it, and then their eyes followed the child's eyes to the corpse.

The dull and depressed breath spread silently, Guo Dapang's lips moved, and he swallowed the words he was about to say.

Jia Nian was also a little sad, this person he knew, an acquaintance of the team.

Although he also killed a lot of people in the copy in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, it is still extremely difficult to adapt to seeing the death of acquaintances.

I secretly warned myself in my heart that this was just a parallel world, and it was not that there were no people in the previous world. But reason told him that it was only self-deception.

"Don't be sad, Uncle Big Fat will protect you and our village in the future," Guo Da Pang walked over to the child and said solemnly to him.

Jia Nian couldn't help but be a little stunned when he heard this voice, is this still Guo Da Fat who is out of tune? Why did he feel a sense of mission called responsibility from his gaze at this time?

"Everyone, Jia Nian and I have become professionals, we are very strong and can protect the safety of the village," Guo Dapang said loudly.

Everyone's eyes looked at Guo Dapang, and a trace of doubt spread.

There are not too many surprises, there are not too many pleasantries, there is just a little sadness.

It is the luck of the village to have a professional person, such as just now, if it were not for the fact that they would have been bleeding here.

But the bloodied corpse was a reminder of the fact that turmoil was coming, and that the icy challenge had just begun.

"Everyone, go to Lingjiang, my companions and I will escort you," Jia Nian said in a deep voice.

Hundreds of sword soldiers felt the atmosphere here, standing behind Jia Nian, one by one silent.

There was no reply, and the place became silent again.

After a while, a voice sounded: "Go to Lingjiang, I believe that our country will protect us"

"Shen Yu, you and Uncle go together, and when you get to Lingjiang, you are going to contact your parents and inform them of the bad news" A middle-aged man walked out.

Looking at the uncle who came over, Yu Shenyu showed a hesitant and sad gaze: "But grandpa, what should he do?"

"Cremation on the spot" The man slowly closed his eyes, and a line of tears flowed down his eyes.

Everyone looked at this scene with a sour heart, and did not dare to make a sound, so as not to disturb this person who was in grief.

"Everyone, we are pressed for time, and we hope you can help us collect firewood together," the man said, looking embarrassed. The unknown firebird swims in the sky, which is not only short of time, but also a race against death.

Everyone hesitated, weighing this matter in their hearts.

Jia Nian said loudly at the top of his voice: "You can rest assured that we have enough strength to keep you safe."

"If you can help, you can help, after all, they are all people from the same township and village," Guo Dapang spat out this sentence.

Then the people scattered in all directions, looking for firewood.

The man showed a grateful look at Jia Nian, and just wanted to say something, but when he saw him shaking his head, he didn't speak.

In a short time, the corpse was covered with wood and branches, and everyone gathered around the city and looked at it in unison.

"Big fat, ignition," Jia Nian shouted.

The peachwood sword in Guo Dapang's hand shook, and a fire talisman converged under the interweaving of light, and then flew towards the firewood pile.

"Boom"

The fire talisman burst open, followed by the sky-high flames.

Looking at the sky-high firelight, Jia Nian and Guo Da Fat walked to the bus that had been waiting for a long time in front without looking back.

Tens of thousands of people also followed, like a tide, walking in the direction of the bus with no edge in sight.

Although the number of people was large, it was organized in the village in an orderly manner, and there were no stampedes.

……

Jia Nian, who was sitting on a bus at the front, stared at the front through the glass.

Although there were dozens of people in the car, it was silent and extremely heavy.

"I remember that there don't seem to be so many buses in the village," Jia Nian subconsciously asked the question in his heart.

The sound broke the dullness in the bus, and the driver of the car let out a sigh of emotion: "As early as half a month ago, the state had noticed the signs of this matter, so it evacuated some relatively remote places one after another, and then only relied on the villages of dangerous cities."

"Half a month ago? Can you show me your phone? Jia Nian seemed to think of something, and asked slowly.

The driver drove the bus and replied casually: "My phone is next to me"

"You don't have a password, you can just open it," the driver added.

Jia Nian took the phone in his hand and began to watch carefully.

Then I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, and subconsciously blurted out: "Half a month? I didn't expect it to be half a month? ”

"What half a month?" The driver answered casually.

Jia Nian reacted immediately and slurred: "It's nothing, maybe you heard it wrong"

"You professionals are really rare," the driver smiled and diverted the topic.

Jia Nian came with some interest: "Rare? ”

"Very rare," the driver accentuated.

After speaking, he felt that something was missing, so he added: "We just saw your friend, and the fire talisman sent out is very powerful."

"Order 1," Jia Nian said casually.

The driver gasped: "I didn't expect it to be a first-order professional"

"Okay, good, good, with you in our convoy, it seems that safety is guaranteed" The driver sighed, and at the same time his hanging heart was also relaxed.

Jia Nian showed a puzzled gaze: "Is Order 1 very powerful?" ”

"At least in our Ezhou, we can already be regarded as a top powerhouse," the driver replied.

Then he laughed at himself: "Although ten years have passed since the world has changed, the strength of our Ezhou is outrageously low, who let us not have a guild." It seems that in the future, it will be dangerous here."

"I don't see it that way," Jia Nian said slowly.

The driver shook his head and didn't answer, and the inside of the bus became dull again.