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Flying ants fluttering their wings and stumbling everywhere overflowed the heavens and the earth. They were like shining stones running one after another, drawing arcs in the sky, whistling and smashing into Qubai City.

Nian An closed the courtyard door and the door of the house and retreated into the room.

The girl in front of him was leaning back on the chaise longue, leaning out slightly and looking out of the window.

A black cloud of light rushed towards Qubai City, and occasionally a few flying ants lost their way, and they would rush to the city and rush to find the light in the city like crazy.

Nian An hurriedly blew out the candle.

The little girl rubbed her eyes and asked Nian'an: "Just now it was the shouting of killing at the North City Gate, and now it is an inexplicable flying cloud, what are they going to do?"

The young man grabbed the iron sword and looked warily at the vision outside the window, his lips moved, but he couldn't answer.

Soon, the swarm answered their questions on their own.

Poof, poof, boys and girls heard the heavy echo of a stone crashing into flesh.

Then there were hoarse screams and helpless cries.

But none of these heart-wrenching sounds lasted long. Soon, they dissipated with more muffled noises and impacts.

A group of flying ants broke away from the insect cloud in the sky and slanted into the front of a house opposite Nian'an's house.

Two screams that gritted their teeth shook down, and they were swallowed up by the roar of the ants' flight, and the sound should be the Yin family brothers who love to go to the casino to gamble.

They are gambling, betting that the north gate of the White City is about to be breached. They were gambling, gambling that they would only survive by taking advantage of the chaos and escaping from the other gates.

So, with their lives, they ran out of the house in spite of everything.

Unfortunately, this time they lost the bet.

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"Nian'an, who is this person who attacked our Qu Bai? is it really like those people who are running and roaring on the street today-that Yan Wang Ye, who has a deal with evil ghosts and kills people without blinking, wants to lead troops to slaughter the Central Plains?"

The boy put down his sword and nodded, there were too many strange facts about what he had experienced in the past two days. Now that is to say, Chaoyang will never come back, and he also believes.

"But what about those beast-like howls we heard?" Qiuqiu said, clasping her hands together and pulling her neck a little back into her collar.

Speaking of the roar of the beast, Nian An felt that the kind of shouting he heard outside the North City Gate in the past two days was quite similar to the sound he heard when he found the body of the fat shopkeeper in the Jushi Building that day.

He was about to answer the girl.

A flying ant rushed to the door of his house, bursting open with a muffled sound.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

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What broke the silence between the two was a ray of light from heaven.

Qiuqiu took the lead in turning her head out of the window and sniffed, "Nian'an, look...!"

The little girl shrunk together as she spoke, leaned over and leaned into the boy's arms. She stretched out her hand and pointed to the golden clouds that were burning in the sky above Qubai from nowhere, and a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Do you say it's a figure?" Qiuqiu tilted her head, not afraid at all, as if she was looking at some magnificent and beautiful skyscape.

Nian An looked up and saw a red cloud that seemed to be wearing golden armor flying over Qubai City.

In the darkness, this golden cloud was so dazzling that even from such a distance, the two of them could faintly see one of the figures sitting upright.

"yes. The boy nodded. "I don't know how high the land immortals have cultivated. ”

Qiuqiu looked back and looked at Nian'an's side face very seriously: "It's so good!"

More than a dozen flying ants gathered together and smashed open the door of another courtyard opposite Nian An's house.

There was a scream, listening to this voice, it should be the old Song Tou who pushed the cart to the south of the city every day to sell mung bean porridge.

And that didn't stop there, and soon there were several familiar cries of anguish as well.

Nian An's scalp was a little numb, and there seemed to be a turbidity raging in his chest, but his face was still as calm as he could.

In the dark, he sat opposite Qiuqiu, staring closely into each other's eyes in the dim cabin. Both of their bodies were actually trembling slightly, but Qiuqiu couldn't collapse after all, she lowered her head and pushed Nian An in front of her and the medicine jar beside her as if she was angry.

She said, "That's weird." ”

She said, "It's hard!"

When she said this, she was hunched up, because of the discomfort, her chest rose and fell irregularly, and the hair on her head was stuck to her neck with sweat, and it looked like two wisps of dry grass.

The little girl struggled to prop herself up from the chaise longue with her hands, as if she wanted to bow to something.

Nian An stretched out his hand to gently help her up, and nodded calmly: "I saw Daozang talking that day, life and death are fate, and Haotian is destined." ”

But soon he said, "But I still don't think it's fair. ”

When he said this, his voice was hoarse and terrifying, and there were vicissitudes in his eyes far beyond his age.

Obviously he was only in his teens, but he seemed to see the world at the end of the road.

Qiuqiu then smashed his fist angrily: "It's unfair, it's really unfair!"

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The largest cloud of flying ants was still scurrying around the city, and when they moved to the area of Nian'an's house, the damage was far greater than that of the previous scattered single ants.

It was like a raging storm raging through the ground, and boys and girls could clearly hear the crackling sound of sawdust falling around them.

Except for the heavy breathing of the two of them, all that remained was the humming sound of the wind and the muffled sound of flying ants crashing against the walls.

The walls of the hut began to tremble in the impact.

Nian An suddenly hugged the girl over and said, "Wang Qiuqiu, you are an ugly little white flower!"

The girl was stunned and laughed: "Read the puppy!"

"Dirty Wang Xiaohua!"

"See if I don't stone you to death, you stinky Nian'an. ”

"Blind Nian. ”

"Dead ...... Silly Nianan. ”

The girl raised her fist and slammed Nian'an's back a few times as she spoke, but when she was beaten, she twisted her face in pain, and in the end, she could only cough with a red neck and even retch.

"Whoa!" Listening to the voice, it should be a door away, Qiuqiu's own courtyard is being torn apart by the wind.

Nian An opened the wardrobe, added a few thick cotton clothes to Qiuqiu, and carefully wrapped two cloth towels around his face and hands. Then he carried her on his back, tied the last remaining bundle of medicinal herbs to his wrist with a rope with his left hand, and hid the sword in his arms with his right hand.

He carried her on his back and walked to the door.

When he lifted the iron sword in the corner of the door, he suddenly cried: "You will be a bastard for the rest of your life!"

Qiuqiu nodded, but was smiling: "I'll be a bastard for the rest of my life!"

The door seemed to be about to explode open in the next moment, and the boy held up the iron sword that could only be used for stabbing with tears in his eyes.

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Crack, the wooden door was smashed to pieces.

The raging insect tide rushed in front of him, and he looked back at the girl on his back.

The four eyes met gently, and then the two of them chanted together.

"Come!"

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This pair of boys and girls.