Chapter 110: The Dead Requiem, the Living Requiem
A catastrophe that had been stalemate for too long was stopped, and no one can give a definite answer as to where the disappeared years went, and whether they will make a comeback in the future, but......
It's said that the disappeared are gone, and the dead are all dead, where are there so many disasters, how can the victim be paranoid?!
Since he was subdued in the realm of infinity in his own year, even with his headless guys, all disappeared in an instant, the so-called tree fell and scattered, it is quite true, but this time Yama is very concerned about this problem, those lonely souls and wild ghosts who wander all the year round, although life is not good, but it is also uncontrolled, lawless for a long time, if you don't do anything this time, then this kind of thing will definitely happen again in the future.
So, the black and white impermanent old men of hell are pouring out of the nest, and this time they are busy......
Compared with the nine corpses of the year, it seems that he has paid a more painful price to deal with the young man, there are countless dead and wounded, not to mention the side door, just this door, at this moment, is still in a mess.
Although the ghosts and demons in the sky were dispelled, the scene after the disaster was also really poignant, the whole city was almost without a complete house, although the people who were protected in the cave were safe and sound, but many of their family members who served in the army were killed in this disaster, and the sound of crying filled the sky.
However, for everything, Xiang Liu didn't seem to want to care about it for the time being, he still sat there motionless with the person in his arms, the people around him were busy rescuing, and the unconscious Yin Yao was quickly sent away, and he didn't know what was going on over there in the cave, but when Yan Qing and them came over, they looked at a few boys covered in blood, Xiang Liu's cloudy eyes were wet with something, and his already dumb throat couldn't say a word.
The dead are gone, the living are still sad, and the consequences of every fight are like this, whether it is the losing side or the winning side, so why is this so?
In this disaster, none of the people from Dongyou seem to have come over, it is ruthless to say, but in terms of reality, they also have their own place over there, where can they come, even Gu Qi who came down from the spiritual cultivation peak couldn't stand down for long, and went back soon, after all, there was also his place above, and he couldn't let the things left by the master be destroyed in one fell swoop.
Dawn finally came, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and ten thousand golden rays shone from the east, sprinkled on everyone's body, sprinkled on every dark corner, and stood on the high ruins of this piece of heaven and earth. ”
Pang Yan covered his almost broken arm and said, "It should be okay, the boys don't eat dry rice." ”
Looking at these two two goods, Kui Zhi half-blinded a pair of eyes, "It's up to you to know whether you eat dry rice or not, go back and teach you a good lesson!"
The elder brother's face was very bad, and the two boys next to him pretended not to hear him, turned around and began to look for the baby who had disappeared for too long, "Baby, baby, where are you......?"
Kui Zhi, "......"
And over there, the injured little peach gods were quickly sent to the hospital, and the mandrill gathered the little beans that spread out, fortunately, none of them were injured without doing anything, but the monkey was not in a very good condition, I don't know when he was smashed on the head, even if he buckled the gold QQ, he still made a hole, and the dirty blood left a monkey face, which was not good, this time it was even more unbearable to look at directly, and it was even more like he had been injured in the cranial nerves, and he couldn't stand on his heels when he was lying on his stomach, and finally crashed into the arms of the mandrill, unconscious.
When Bai Kui and the others came back from Wuji, they saw Qiao Yu who came to the ruins of Qiankun Palace, needless to say, the girl must have seen the situation over there clearly, and watched that person's body being carried away, and Xiangliu, who was being supported by someone, didn't know how to explain to her, but felt sorry for this poor girl.
Seeing his eldest brother coming back, Fang Bi was naturally concerned, and rushed straight over from there, Fang Bi was already injured, and he couldn't stand up when he was hit by this stupid girl, and he couldn't go to see the people over there anymore.
And Yanwa didn't care about the three senior brothers who were still looking for him over there at this time, just looked at Qiao Yu who was standing there stunned, and was touched in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, only the love and weakness in Bai Kui's arms, and the capital that threw himself into the girl's arms and cried again.
Red Fulo didn't have the heart to care about the sad things on their side, because his little apprentice was not having a good time at this moment, he was still crying about his corpse when he was held by the god-killing god, looking at the two of them who were missing a string, the people here were really funny, but now was not the time to laugh, it was the last word to hurry up and return the soul, and the stupid girl in his own house was still waiting for him to go back.
Of course, Dye Cang can't stay here, and he still has a wife and children at home, so he has to go back and take a look, I hope nothing happens.
The co-worker who was going to ask Dongyue to help didn't get his wish after all, but it didn't seem to be that important, as long as the kid on his shoulder was happy, then he didn't care, after seeing the weak water girl return to the sky, he helped to deal with the flood, and then returned to Buzhou Mountain.
The world can be described as a disaster and a catastrophe, and it is not easy for anyone to live.
Only in one night, so many people disappeared in the city, only in one night, there were so many tablets in the peach forest in the north of the city, and the fragility of life was vulnerable.