My imagination has come true

The wind howled, and half of the sky in Yuncheng was burned red.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the distance, there are sword qi crisscrossing, and there are countless swords and spears. It is obvious that the battle is in full swing.

Mr. Yang was drowsy, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps, when he looked up, he saw a group of warriors walking hurriedly, carrying a stretcher in their hands, all the way, blood was flowing all the way.

The ground was almost stained with blood mud.

His heart twitched, he hurriedly stood up and chased a few steps to look carefully, the warriors following him saw him, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, old man, Xiao Yang is not in the front, he is responsible for organizing the people to evacuate in the back, don't worry, he will take care of you in a while." Come get some food. You'll see him."

Mr. Yang was silent.

Not long after, another warrior retreated, and other warriors stepped up, and everyone made a fire and cooked food.

All kinds of rumors are floating around. Everyone knows that once a monster appears, it is seldom alone. Usually, it will be one after another, group after group, as if stabbing a monster's nest.

At one time, someone said that there were many small monsters in the south of the city, but because they were not big, there was no big commotion.

There were also people making noises, the traffic outside the city was cut off, the train couldn't leave, and going out would be a death.

The news was very chaotic, no one knew whether it was true or false, everyone felt as if grass had grown in their hearts, and there was no peace at all.

The porridge and rice boiled on the simple stove are full of rice fragrance.

At this time, there is nothing to eat, a little porridge and rice is good, everyone holds the bowl and eats it, and the thick rice porridge enters the stomach, and finally suppresses the anxiety and anxiety for the time being.

The wind is getting cooler.

Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi sat on the eaves of Wei's hometown, meditating with their eyes closed. Not far away, more than a dozen warriors formed an formation, and temporarily controlled the "mad cow" that was running from left to right.

"Senior Sister, let someone go and tell the common people about the instant news of the monsters in various places."

Chen Yi frowned: "Tell everyone?"

So far, the 'cow' that the two of them are responsible for cleaning up is the fiercest one among all the monsters.

Not only can it breathe fire, but its skin is rough and fleshy, and it is hard to hurt with a sword. You can be sure that its heart is also in the shoulder blades, and the spine at the back of the neck is the biggest weakness. As long as it is completely destroyed, it will undoubtedly die.

But although this monster has no IQ, it has an instinctive defensive psychology. Both Mu Qingyun and Chen Yi fought all afternoon, but they didn't break through its body's defense and hurt its vitals.

In the end, it was dragged to the battle of wheels and exhausted tactics.

Mu Qingyun exhaled, and said with a smile: "This guy's speed and strength have failed, don't worry, he can kill it."

In addition to this 'mad cow', there are other monster messages around Yuncheng, and they have collected seven messages in total.

But those monsters are much less ferocious. The warriors and servants from small martial arts gyms all over the place can suppress them together, and the current casualties are not too great.

Not too big means that there is not an entire village or an entire county completely wiped out.

Chen Yi hesitated and said: "The increase of monsters is not slow, there must be something wrong with the restricted area, this is not good news."

Mu Qingyun sighed: "Don't care if it's good news or bad news, in fact, the most fearful thing is no news."

"Send someone to explain clearly to everyone, don't avoid the important and take the light, just seek the truth from facts."

"Tell all the people about the crisis we are facing, but also tell them that the disaster is indeed coming again, we can only accept it, but we will fight again like every time before, and win. "

Mu Qingyun stood up and suddenly understood the meaning of shouting slogans.

At some point, shouting slogans is not just a formality, it is really important.

Just now, after she yelled out these few words, the fear in her heart has weakened a lot.

Mu Qingyun looked up at Wanxia and raised his eyebrows: "Senior Sister!"

Chen Yi smiled, and raised her hand to push her junior sister's back. Mu Qingyun flew up and fell lightly into the eyes of the formation. In the blink of an eye, countless sword lights flew up, making the sunset seem to shine brightly again.

At the east gate, beside the city wall, young disciples from the Yuncheng Martial Arts School galloped over. Before the horses stopped, they shouted loudly: "The monsters in Yuncheng have fallen into the formation. For 25 martial artists who have reached the micro-level and above, every two Rotate every 10 minutes, and use the tactics of exhausting the enemy."

"In addition, a monster appeared in Zhaojiagou, thirty miles west of the city, and was beheaded by disciples of the Moon Palace. According to current statistics, 21 people were slightly injured, three were seriously injured, and two died. Young master."

"Fifty miles to the south of the city, there are two monsters, and eleven disciples from Huijianmen are nearby. They have rushed to support and are currently stalemate. The casualties have not been counted. The known death list is as follows--Sun Han, Gao Lin, Wang Xiaomao... ..."

"..."

Everyone stopped whispering and listened carefully.

This disciple of the Yuncheng Martial Arts School spoke in great detail and truthfully, even when talking about the list of casualties, he was very calm and calm.

There were many thorns in Mr. Yang's heart that kept pricking him. Now that he listened to the current situation with all his attention, he felt that the weight on his shoulders relaxed a little.

"I just said, it's definitely not just our Yuncheng."

"Oh, my aunt is in Zhaojiagou, I don't know if she is in danger!"

"There must be danger, but it sounds okay. Didn't they already die? And only two died in Zhaojiagou. Hey, it sounds like they are still sons of rich families."

The danger is not over yet, and it seems that there are not few casualties, but everyone's mood is relieved a lot.

After all, the people in Yuncheng have been through battles for a long time, and they have encountered countless times when the sky collapsed and the ground fell. However, everyone who has lived to this day, over the age of 30, has experienced more than one fatal situation.

Although the scene in front of them was dangerous, even though they were terrified, since they could clearly know everything and the danger, they seemed to be able to calm down a little.

The old man drank the porridge in one gulp, wrapped himself in his coat and curled up, closing his eyes.

Sleep is definitely not going to sleep.

As long as there is no news that the monsters have been completely wiped out, and his grandson appears in front of him properly, he probably won't be able to sleep.

boom!
Dangdang!
There was a loud noise in the distance.

Mr. Yang sat up suddenly, and other people around him also got up one after another, hiding by the wall tremblingly.

Many soldiers on the city wall, as well as patrolling yamen servants, stood still and looked around, eager questions were heard everywhere.

In just a moment, the cheers in the distance were like stormy waves!
Yamen servants rushed to the west in groups.

The historians galloped on horseback, shouting as they ran.

"Yue Qingqing, Chen Yi, Lin Xuan, Longwei Martial Arts Hall, Wang Bing, have killed the monsters!"

"The monster in Yuncheng has been killed!"

In an instant, bright flowers bloomed in everyone's hearts.