Chapter 1354 Weishan Village (7)

The survivors included the elderly and children, totaling less than forty people.

Such a terrible mortality rate shows how fragile the lives of ordinary people are, and they are almost powerless to fight back against monsters.

It was just a small group of low-level wind wolves that easily took away the lives of more than 100 people. If Yun Luo hadn't happened to pass by, the entire village would have been completely wiped out and no one would have survived.

"How did that happen……"

Tantai Yao stood next to Yun Luo, looking at the villagers holding their heads and crying, and couldn't help but blush.

She wiped her face vigorously and murmured again: "How could this happen..."

Yun Luo said nothing and frowned.

This village is not far from Nanning City. Before the monster wave broke out completely, these villagers should have rushed to Nanning City to take refuge. How come they haven't left yet?

Is it because the village is too remote that they haven't received any news about the monster tide?

He was not the only one who had the same doubts, but also Long Qi.

He frowned and looked at the village chief sternly: "Are you the chief of this village?"

The village chief's eyes were also red. After hearing this, he wiped his face and looked at him carefully: "I am the village chief here, this gentleman..."

Long Shiqi was wearing a black outfit with refined iron armor. His outfit was clearly from the army, and he had a hard and cold temperament.

The village chief is just an ordinary person, he has never seen any big shots, and he knows nothing about the level of warriors.

He saw Long Qiyi dressed in military armor, and his attitude towards him was even more respectful than towards Yun Luo, and he seemed a little frightened.

Unfortunately, Long Qi didn't give him face, and interrupted coldly: "Didn't you receive the news about the coming tide of monsters? Why don't you take the villagers to the city to take refuge as soon as possible?"

When the village chief heard this, a deep bitterness appeared on his haggard face.

"Your Excellency, you don't know. The grassroots received the news five days ago and immediately told the others, asking them to pack their things and leave home for refuge, but..."

He couldn't speak anymore and his voice stopped suddenly.

"But what?" Long Qiqi asked coldly.

The village chief twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, but seemed unwilling to say anything. He just sighed and shook his head. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two old men who were slumped on the ground, their faces full of despair and despair.

Many young people in the village died, and only two old people survived.

And, as luck would have it, they were the ones who had previously strongly insisted on staying in the village and not leaving until the crops were mature and harvested.

As a result, they never expected that after just a few days of delay, not to mention the crops in the fields, even several of their relatives were lost.

The village was also destroyed, nothing was left...

One of the old men was even more miserable. In a family of four generations, he was the only one left alive.

At this moment, the old man was slumped on the ground, his body was messy, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was ashen.

Long Shiqi didn't know what was going on and wanted to ask again.

"That's enough, no need to ask anymore."

Yun Luo frowned and stopped him. He noticed that the wailing people around him gradually became quiet, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault, old man! Why don't you give me my wife and children!!!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with red eyes and a ferocious expression rushed over, strangled the old man's neck, and roared hysterically.

This sudden move startled both Tantai Yao and Long Qi.

(End of this chapter)

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