"How far is it?" Between Nanding City and Jixiang Town, a long line continued to march, and not far from this line, a team of forty or fifty people was driving a unicorn carriage to Jixiang Town at a faster speed, and one of the old men asked softly.

Soon, someone replied: "My lord, Jixiang Town is sixty kilometers ahead!" At the current rate, it will take about an hour! ”

"Okay, let's all prepare, after arriving in Jixiang Town, everyone will cheer up the old man and work hard, but you can't discredit our Timber City Tiemu Sect!" The old man gave a sigh of gratitude, and then began to speak.

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

This is just one of the many teams, with Jixiang Town as the center, countless squads are rushing here, a road that is usually deserted, but now there are often dozens of hundreds of people passing by, this road that is about to be overgrown with wild grass has also been opened up again, and in the following days, it has never been abandoned again.

The team of alchemists, the baggage team, the team of cultivators with the surname of the wood who have cultivated to a high level, the team of pure strength, and the team of the academy...... As time passed, the teams were getting closer and closer to Jixiang Town.

"Mentor Li Yong, what do we need to do when we arrive in Jixiang Town?" This sentence obviously came from the mouth of a student of a certain college, and he had to ask the mentor who led the team because his experience in the mainland was almost blank.

In fact, almost all the students have this question, they really don't know what to do to help those disaster victims, although they are known as the best students in the same grade among the students, but talent and experience have nothing to do with it, when it comes to such a thing, they really don't know how to deal with it, this is the obvious shortcoming of the academy, of course, not that everyone is like this, there are also some people who have traveled on the mainland for a period of time and know a lot of human feelings, but there is no such person in this team.

Li Yong said with a smile: "When I arrived in Jixiang Town, all the alchemists followed me to treat the injured disasters, and I could also refine some medicines to give to them, the forgers would build some weapons for them for free, so that they could exchange them for more coins to meet their living needs, the tailors could help them sew some clothes and armor, and the alchemists could refine some gadgets with various rare effects." ”

"What about us?" A few other trainees asked.

Looking at these young students, these are all students who have no special ability, can only fight, and have a lot of strength, Li Yong said without thinking about it: "You can choose for yourself, either help the victims build some simple temporary shelters, or go to the mountains outside Jixiang Town to hunt some edible mysterious beasts and come back for many disaster victims to eat." ”

When everyone heard this, they all chose to go to the mountains to hunt the mysterious beasts, and the work of building houses was extremely lowly in their eyes, and they were reluctant to let their precious bodies do those lowly jobs.

And the auspicious town in their mouths, at this time, there is still a steady stream of disaster victims, all villages are crowded with people, many villagers are providing their own meals for free to these disaster victims, now because of Zhao Chen's appearance, everyone is no longer desperate, their expressions are no longer wooden, they eat and their appetite is much better.

It's just that everyone ignores one point.

Outside the Happy Village, the center that still surrounds a large number of people, the persevering teenager is still struggling all night, a day and a half, a whole day and a half, the young man in white has not entered, has not rested even a minute or a second, and is always working hard for many dead victims, saving as many people as possible.

People only begged him to help their relatives, but they all ignored the fact that the boy had not eaten for so long.

Generally, people with advanced cultivation can stay for a long time without eating, such as an emperor-level powerhouse, even if they don't eat for more than ten days, it doesn't matter, at most, they just feel a little hungry, and a Hou-level powerhouse like Zhao Chen can last for about a day or two, and after this time, they will not be able to stand it.

And Zhao Chen not only did not eat, but also consumed his strength all the time, his magic power was recovering bit by bit, but before it was full, it was exhausted by him, and then waited for recovery again, and so on, without stopping for a minute or a second.

"Hehe, next!" The pale young man in white still kept smiling, and his image seemed to be so sunny forever, and there was no complaint or impatience on his part.

"Thank you, thank you Gongzi Chen!" An old man staggered out of the place.

Time faded away, when the night disappeared again, when the sun once again shone over the earth, the young figure was still working strongly, although his face was extremely pale, the sickly pale was already very obvious, although the corners of his mouth had become a little pale, although his lips were no longer bloodless, he still did not complain in the slightest.

People came and went, went and came, the tide ebbed and flowed, rising and falling, when countless people were treated, when countless people gradually left the village with respect and gratitude, but more people joined in.

"Well... Well, he's okay anymore. The white-clothed young man's body shook slightly, but quickly stabilized again, and said in a somewhat dry voice.

He didn't know how long he had persevered, but he felt that his whole body had changed from the initial soreness to the current lack of consciousness, he felt that his hands and legs were as if they were not his own, it was extremely difficult to lift his hands, his legs were as heavy as lead, and it was an extravagant hope to take a step.

The Hou-level powerhouse has been tossed to this point, which is enough to see how big the workload is and how strong the work is!

"Chen..."A middle-aged man had just stepped forward, and just called out the word 'Chen', he stopped speaking.

"Bang!"

I saw that the white-clothed figure fell down in a crumbling state, and the omnipotent god in their hearts fell in their sight, and everyone could even hear the crisp collision between his head and the ground.

"Chen Gongzi! Chen Gongzi, what's wrong with you! ”

"Why did Chen Gongzi faint suddenly, can anyone tell me what the hell is going on."

"No, it's impossible, Chen Gongzi has saved so many of us, how can there be anything!"

"yes, he must have just been joking with us."

In the face of this sudden situation, everyone couldn't accept it, and the reality was silent for a few breaths, and then suddenly the noise turned upside down, and this happy village was almost drowned out by their voices.

A few middle-aged men near the innermost circle rushed forward worriedly and slowly helped the young man up.

At this time, everyone found that his face was no longer bloodless, and his pale face made people feel distressed, and his originally beautiful face was now like this, even if it was someone who had nothing to do with this young man, he couldn't help but feel distressed, right?

Wait, suddenly, a middle-aged man waved his hand to stop everyone from making noise, frowned, and said, "Don't make any noise!" ”

Taking advantage of this extremely short moment of silence, the middle-aged man buried his head, his ears were close to the young man's heart, and one hand stayed at the young man's nose, and suddenly, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, and a sad and painful roar roared from his mouth: "Ah!! ”

This loud roar full of sorrow stunned everyone.

A terrible guess appeared in their minds, no, everyone subconsciously shook their heads, how could it be, the gods are immortal beings, shouldn't the gods be immortal?

"Chen Gongzi, he... What happened to him? A woman's voice shattered the silence.

The middle-aged man's expression was a little desperate, and he said in a very small voice: "It's over, everything is over, Chen Gongzi is dead, it's over." ”

"It's over..."The same was true of the first thought in everyone's hearts, but soon they asked in disbelief: "He, wasn't he just good?" Why did he die suddenly? You must be lying to us! Tell me, you're kidding, right? ”

The middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes and muttered, "Helper, how can you die like this..."

The people who had been treated by Zhao Chen, as well as their relatives, all wailed and cried, and the sad cry infected more people, and all of them were moved by this sad cry, and tears flowed from the corners of their eyes.

"It's our fault, we are only anxious to ask him to save his relatives, but we didn't think that he has been saving people for so long, his face is obviously so pale, he has obviously reached the limit, but he still insists on saving people first, such fatigue, even God can't withstand it!" A woman choked up.

Yes, everyone blamed themselves and suffered, as if they wanted to crush the endless pain, and then put it into their bones, just watching their benefactor fall, but they couldn't do anything, watching this handsome young man who was always humble and polite fall like this, but they couldn't do anything, that kind of pain and pain, made countless people cry.

At the same time, the god in their hearts fell, and the faith that had just been established in their hearts was shattered.

Endless panic, pain, and sorrow were all accompanied by a cry of sorrow, and the wordless sadness gradually spread, and the rest of the people who had been rescued by this young man, those who had left the happy village, immediately asked around after hearing this sad cry, and when they heard that the young man was overworked because of treating themselves or their relatives, and finally died of shock, countless people cried with grief.

One village after another, the sound of grief and crying, accompanied by the news of Chen Gongzi's death, countless victims in the entire Jixiang Town fell into a huge panic.

The spread of panic is because the belief in their hearts has collapsed, and the young god-like teenager has died, and they have no spiritual sustenance in their hearts, and they seem to have returned to the moment when the natural disaster came, and endless panic attacked their inner defense.

Is it just that the teenager really died so easily? Not necessarily, right?

(To be continued)