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"Put it on, don't get cold.." Song Yan said lightly.

The girls are busy and start dressing, they are still wearing bikinis, although it is not embarrassing to wear this in front of a man in this era, but don't forget the word, girls...

This is a group of girls whose average age is no more than 17 years old, and they are not as fierce as older young women.

"Brother, what have you been doing all these years?" Song Xiaoai was also surprised by Song Yan's strength, but she didn't dare to talk to Song Yan.

"You should be, I'm going to cultivate immortals..."Song Yan shrugged: "Now it's time to return to the city..."

Song Xiaoai didn't answer a lie this time, but began to think about the authenticity of it.

What if, is it true?

Song Yan was also thinking about it, as I said earlier, if I was higher than the world level, everything in the world would be meaningless in front of this person...

As far as Song Yan is concerned, he can directly see the setting of an earthling from life to death, but Vera can't see it, which is a big problem, because Vera is a god, and Song Yan is now an emperor...

There is no reason for the emperor level to be higher than the god level, but Song Yan has done what Vera can't do.

He thought back for a moment that his eyes were mutated, and after he first obtained the eyes of the god of death and the ability of time and space, he jumped out of the three-dimensional...

Is this a stage that all cultivators go through?

Let's just say, not necessarily...

"Great, my lord, what are we going to do next?" A girl's voice suddenly interrupted Song Yan's thoughts.

Song Yan looked at them, and then said, "Go back to your own home..."

"But we don't have a home anymore." A young girl cried, "Those damned people have killed my father and brother..."

Song Yan was silent, he looked at Song Xiaoai.

"Go to me, I'm a safe camp." Song Xiaoai said.

Song Xiaoai's strength comes from Song Yan, he transformed Song Xiaoai's body when he left, and Song Xiaoai also brought a free camp in the last days with the help of his own strength, but it was not big.

And Xiaoxuan is a person in this camp, and she was caught by this organization this time, so she came to save her alone.

"I'll go with you, bring your team over, and we'll settle down in this city in the future..."Song Yan said: "As for you, if someone from your family tells me the address, I can take it over, if not, it doesn't matter, everyone here is your family."

Song Xiaoai said happily: "Brother, why are you talking like those secretaries, sour to death..."

Song Yan shook his head speechlessly, what else could he say, shouldn't he be serious at this time...

Song Xiaoai's camp is not far from the city, several large trucks are in a circle, and thick sandbags are placed under the car, and there are sandbags on the roof, with high machine guns and flamethrowers....

Looking at such a well-defended camp from a distance, Song Yan was a little amazed.

"How did you get the gun? Or a heavy machine gun? Song Yan asked.

"The government sent it.." Song Xiaoai said: "The form at that time was really grim..."

"Can they still hit the interior?" Song Yan asked.

"No, in fact, the impact of the nuclear bomb explosion is not very great, mainly some mutated animals..."Song Xiaoai said: "Actually, I doubt whether this is a creature of the earth, after all, snakes, rats, and frogs should not have been eaten by the Cantonese people earlier, why are there so many mutations?" ”

She pointed casually and said, "Look, isn't that one..."

Song Yan looked over, and then was surprised to find that this beast that hadn't seen what it was didn't set to show him....

How so?

He has tried all the life on earth, whether it is a human or a cat or a dog, he should see it clearly!

Or are they really not life on Earth?

It was a mouse, probably a mouse, but it was already bigger than the original Tibetan mastiff, and Song Yan actually read a feeling of relish when he looked at him eating...

He actually has emotions?

Song Yanxiang thought about it, and suddenly his heart moved, and a thought signal was sent: "Hello.."

This ability has been there for a long time, from Kewpie, and was named Psychic Communication by Song Yan.

"Who. Who's talking! The mouse was obviously startled and looked around, but the mouse's eyes were narrow, and he couldn't see Song Yan standing in the distance.

"I'm right here, you go here." Song Yan commanded, the mouse was puzzled, but he followed, and when he finally reached a position of about three hundred meters, he saw Song Yan.

"Ah, human!" He shouted in terror, and then he tried to run away, and then he found himself unable to move.

"What are you running?" Song Yan asked curiously: "Aren't you very strong, I don't think there are many people in the whole world who have been attacked by you..."

The mouse struggled, "But I'm just one."

The weak rat said that when he and the rats are in a group, their courage will increase in the form of a power.

It's just wonderful..

Song Yan smiled and asked, "Do you know where you're from?" ”

The mouse shook his head: "I don't know anything, I was looking for food around here when I can remember...."

Song Yan waved his hand and sent the rat back to the west, even if it was a harmless-looking rat, but it was his order, if hundreds of them really gathered, they even dared to attack the city.

According to the pictures Song Yan saw in the past of those people, these rats used to attack human territory on a large scale with millions of numbers.

Xiao Ai's doubts are indeed justified, where did so many rats come from?

Could it be that there is something on Earth along with a wormhole in the other world?

"I'm back!" Xiao Ai stood at the bottom of the camp and shouted, and the officers on guard above put away their guns, and then saw Song Xiaoai jump up and jump directly into the car.

This is definitely not my cute and cute sister....

Song Yan pulled Xiao Xuan, and after a dodge, he also entered the camp.

Then, he heard a very unhappy question: "Xiao Ai, who is he and why did he come back with you?" ”

Song Yan was shocked, and saw a young man with neatly combed hair nervously pulling Song Xiaoai, his hand still pointing at him.

"You're talking about me?" Song Yan was surprised.

Then I saw Xiao Ai break free of his hand: "You don't care about my business!" ”

"How can this be done, uncle, but you have entrusted it to me," said the young man anxiously.

Song Yan looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Xiaojing?" ”

Xiaojing is from the same community as them, a child who lives downstairs, Song Yan remembers that when he left, the child was still snorting and running around with Xiao Ai...

In the blink of an eye, it's all so big?

Xiao Jing was stunned when he heard the title that no one had called in the past few years, and then looked at Song Yan...

After a long time, he looked at Xiao Ai angrily and said, "Xiao Ai, how can you tell others about my privacy!" ”

He didn't recognize Song Yan, and thought that Song Xiaoai had told this person about himself.

Song Yan smiled, remembering some things about this child, so he smiled: "She told me more than that, I also know that you are still wetting the bed at the age of seven...

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