"Let's go on, pay attention to the muddy water on the ground." Time has passed, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to go in the future.

Mu Chen's order, everyone took a long breath, although they didn't know what was going on, but the smell of corruption in the air and the black rain all indicated that they had just brushed shoulders with terror.

......

......

"They moved! We hurried to keep up. Yang Zhijie hurriedly shouted.

“......”

"Mom! Oh my god..."

Just now I watched the old woman disappear into the red mist like a matchmaking puppet, and everyone didn't dare to make a sound, and at this time, Yang Zhijie's father fell to his knees and was very sad.

"If you don't go, what are you waiting for, who knows if it will rain in this evil sect again! Dad, be sober! My grandmother in the Heavenly Spirit must want us to hurry up. Yang Zhijie jumped up anxiously, he even wanted to catch up with Mu Chen and the others first.

"Dad..."

As soon as Yang Zhiying spoke, two lines of tears had already crossed her cheeks.

She silently helped Father Yang up and looked at the people behind her who survived.

"It's really time to go, now is not the time to be sad, we have to live..."

There are only 7 people left in the group of 12 people so far, and everyone in the Yang family is not happy.

When they set off again on the road, the sobbing continued.

"What are you crying about?! If you want to blame that Mu Chen! It's so close, he wouldn't have told us in advance! His heart is so black! Yang Zhijie said angrily.

Listening to Yang Zhijie's words, a trace of anger crossed the eyes of several people in the Yang family.

Yang Zhiying's expression was complicated.

"Actually......"

When the words came to his lips, he didn't say them after all.

"Alas......"

"Hmm... Where is this? Yang Yang, who had been held in the arms of Third Uncle Yang, opened his eyes at this time, and the crisp voice eased the atmosphere a little.

"Yang Yang, you wake up, let Dad take a look, is it still uncomfortable?"

"I'm dizzy."

Yang Yang looked left and right, his weak face full of questions.

"Where are Dad, Grandma, and Mommy?"

“......”

"Daddy, you speak."

Uncle Yang faced the child's question, and he really didn't know how to answer.

"he~~phew!"

Yang Zhijie spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, as if he was a little upset by Yang Yang's question.

"What do you ask, your mother and grandmother were killed by bad people!"

"Woo... Brother, you lied, Mom and Grandma were still there, woo woo..."

Seeing the child crying, Uncle Yang was even more distressed, and it was really ineffective to appease him for a while, so he could only scare: "Don't cry, cry for a while and the monster will come!" ”

Yang Yang then closed his voice.