An occasion of flame departed from the distant mud city, flowed beneath itself, and then went in the direction of the oil lake.

More and more people are spontaneously heading from Mud City to Oil Lake, as if tracing something.

The bizarre actions of the "Sun God" of Charolo were already eye-catching, and there were many people who followed Helles, the patriarch and treasurer, to the oil lake again, and there were even more people who guessed where the "Sun God" came from.

Therefore, in this way, countless torches emerged from various places in the mud city plague station, but they merged into a common torrent halfway through to the oil lake.

Qi Yu's mood was different at this moment.

When I first came, I was somewhat curious, but now, Qi Yu's mood is very complicated, but there is no mood related to leisure.

Qi Yu deliberately slowed down and let Da Fei follow the flow of the torches below and migrate towards the location of the oil lake.

During this period, from time to time, someone raised his head to look at the night sky, and also happened to look in the direction of Qi Yu and Da Fei, but he looked away again as if he hadn't seen it.

I believe that anyone can hear the babbling in the sky, but has it been numb to this point?

Qi Yu quietly allowed the two bodies to migrate with their subconscious minds with Da Fei.

It's just that no matter how slow they are, they can be faster than the speed of the river of people below.

After a while, Qi Yu and Da Fei returned to the terminal of the Torch Man River, Oil Lake.

Helles and Ayrous were sitting together in harmony.

There may be a lot of things that I don't understand, and the details are not so easy to get along and be exquisite, but everyone still gets together.

A common experience, no matter how much you don't know, I believe that you can have a common purpose.

Qi Yu took a deep breath and landed obediently with Da Fei.

Without the help of Dafei's fishing line, boom!

Qi Yu fell heavily on the ground, and the distance of more than ten meters was nothing to Qi Yu now.

Not to mention that Nirvana is now barely able to organize a lot of soft filaments, easily eliminating the potential energy brought by a drop of more than ten meters.

At the same time, at the moment of landing, many silver-white electric snakes extended from the soles of Qi Yu's combat boots all the way to the counterfeit Nirvana battle helmet above Qi Yu's head, flashing and disappearing, as if they had been swallowed.

Indeed, this is the result of Qi Yu's re-emergence Nirvana along the way.

From the memories of the time when the two lived together, to the experience of fighting together, a large amount of high-dimensional information was carefully turned into a scene by Qi Yu, and it was opened to Nirvana, showing it what the "Nirvana" was like.

No matter what, Qi Yu regarded it as a friend or comrade-in-arms.

From the top of the pit to the oil lake, this short journey of nirvana was silently absorbed, and it reappeared, which was the filament protector when it landed.

Qi Yu nodded, not because there were more and better filaments re-conjured up by this Nirvana, but because some tacit understanding was back.

"Oracle!"

"The Divine Messenger is back!"

"The oracle is not leaving!"

The new arrivals nearby were startled by Qi Yu, who suddenly jumped down in mid-air, but after seeing it clearly, they were extremely happy and respectfully called out.

Qi Yu smiled and nodded, flicked his head, but a tuft of filaments was directly detached from the battle helmet on his head, and remained on the fishing wire of Da Fei, and the top of the filament also had some black lings, which were facing Qi Yu all the time, conveying the feelings of the two.

"Qi, are you okay?"

The first to run over was Ai Rou, for her, it was just a few tens of minutes, but it was like the next day.

At this moment, there was a small figure behind her, dragged by Ai Rou's hand, and they came to Qi Yu together.

It's the little guy.

Qi Yu looked at the eyes full of anticipation, sadness, and insecurity, and nodded, but his hand was on Ai Rou's head and rubbed it vigorously.

Receiving his father's affirmation and loving eyes, the little guy relaxed a little, but with a backhand push, he pushed Ai Rou closer to Qi Yu's side.

Then Qi Yu's hand gently touched the little girl's head, and the warm and solid feeling made the little girl blush, but she was even more proud to puff up her chest, raise her arms, and hold the two fathers and sons, with great joy in her heart.

"Qi! ...... above"

Helles, who came later, rubbed his hands, but the fine dander on his hands kept falling off and fluttering. Only Qi Yu's sharp eyes can see it.

After a period of time, the "glow of the sun" in Xia Luoluo, the layer of "meat masks" on the faces of the people at the Nicheng Epidemic Station has fallen off.

Those who are too old for too long will inevitably leave a lot of scars, but the younger ones will be taken off neatly, and there will be scars when they fall, and they will be much shallower after a few days.

And a person like Ai Rou, who has not had much time here, quickly recovered his appearance, and returned to the time when Qi Yu and her first met, with the emerald green lotus at this time, it was beautiful.

And Hellas, who is the head of the crowd, is different from everyone else.

The arrival of the "Sun God" Xia Luoluo has improved Qi Yu's life of water purification and breeding, not to mention the hope of breaking through the pit and returning to the normal world now.

It relieved Helles of a lot of burden, because the worst times were better than the best times of his father's generation!

So Hellas, who was relaxed, under the "sunshine" of Charolo, regained his youthful addiction.

Not only after the flesh mask on the face is taken off, but compared with his peers, not only do he have fewer scars, but he also seems to have a lot more vitality.

Beneath the dander that fell from his hands was much younger skin, and the smile on his face was much younger, kind and sunny.

Regarding the above situation asked by Hellers, Qi Yu was photographed by the radiant Hellers, but he had a little more confidence.

"No problem, there will be results soon!"

Qi Yu gently shook the old arm that was holding Hellers, affirming again.

Helles and Ha, who was inseparable from the guards beside him, glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

Helles even looked at Qi Yu again, Qi Yu nodded amusefully and reaffirmed, and reopened his mouth, but this time Qi Yu had some new requirements.

"How did you get your oil out, should you talk about it?"

What Qi Yu said made Helles directly shocked.

In fact, it is obvious that after so many years of refining of fire oil, how can it be possible that those cans in the city can be filled up?

Even with the constant consumption of illumination, the answer given by Nirvana is impossible.

What's more, their previous consumption method was not based on the purpose of saving, even if they were afraid of the attack of the split-headed ibis before, those raging fire dragons were also bright!

Now everyone lives in the center of the city, protected by the centralized lighting of Charoluo, and the air is much better.

But this is all off-topic, the point is, for a long number of generations, where did the oil go?

"Are you sure you really want to know? Even? ”

The smile on Helles' face slowly faded into a solemn expression.

Ha looked at the two of them solemnly and excitedly, glanced at Qi Yu for a while, and looked at his treasurer for a while, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Is it so serious?

Qi Yu swallowed his saliva quietly, thought about it and said, "Hellers, Lord Treasurer, if it's inconvenient, you can not say it." ”

"No, Qi Yu, I'm going to say it after all, it's just that this secret can only be known by the patriarch of this mud city plague station and the treasurer of the Divine Fire Vault, are you willing to accept this responsibility?"

Halleys's words made Qi Yu's cold hairs stand on end.

It's just that Qi Yu looked at Helles at this time.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were full of anticipation, not relief.