Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

After Ye Fan learned some of this Lian Zhiming's situation through conversations, every third echelon's psychic master cast his respectful and respectful eyes on him.

This Lian Zhiming's son died in order to guard Fengjiang City when the fifth monster tide came.

The uniform that Lian Zhiming had been wearing was the one that his son wore before his death.

When Lian Zhiming spoke, his expression and voice were very flat.

But Ye Fan and everyone knew that for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, this Lian Zhiming must have gone through a very long and painful torment in his heart.

At this time,

Ye Fan suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but ask Lian Zhiming.

"Brother Lian, did you return to Fengyun City the last time the eighth echelon's spiritual master guide?"

Lian Zhiming shook his head solemnly.

"No!"

"He is my little king!"

"A young man who is very motivated and has great potential!"

"I also won this task for him!"

"Originally, I thought that he could get acquainted with the adults of the eighth echelon, find a way to find a relationship, and transfer to the magic city base city to develop!"

"In that case, it's more promising!"

"Even if he can't be transferred, with this credit, it will be of great help to him in the future promotion in Fengyun City!"

"But I didn't think about it...Oh!"

Speaking of the last, Lian Zhiming's face showed a very regretful and sighing expression.

Ye Fan nodded.

The other spiritual masters of the third echelon offered a few words of sympathy and comfort.

Looking at the receding scenery outside the car window, Lian Zhiming continued to speak sadly.

"Actually, this time I myself invited Ying to come as a guide!"

"There is also a reason!"

Ye Fan, Tu Zenggang and others, upon hearing this, immediately looked towards Lian Zhiming.

Lian Zhiming said with a wry smile: "My days are running out!"

"During the fifth tidal war between demons and monsters, the old problems left behind were broken!"

"In order to protect my son!"

"The kidney was pierced directly by a demon's arm!"

"Unexpectedly, my son saw that I was seriously injured later, and rushed to fight with all his might, and eventually died in battle!"

"But I was lucky enough to get my life back!"

"It's ironic!"

"No one thought that the **** thing didn't die, the **** thing died!"

"For the routine checkup just done some time ago, the doctor in the bureau said that I have at most two months to live!"

"Hehe, I have enough to live too!"

"It's okay to go down early and see my son!"

"No, when I heard about this task, I just recommended myself to be the guide!"

"I want to take a look at this ruined site again at this point in my life!"

"Look at where my son grew up before!"

"A place to fight for!"

"It's also the place of last sacrifice!"

As he spoke, the corners of Lian Zhiming's eyes were wet.

When everyone heard this, they were a little bit sad and sorrowful.

After five trucks drove for ten minutes, a huge ruined city outline appeared at the end of the line of sight.

As soon as he saw this ruin, Lian Zhiming's face showed a touch of sorrow and recollection.

He whispered, "We're here, right there!"

"We go in through the east gate of the outer city!"

"At that time, the east city wall was directly destroyed by demons and ghosts!"

"The car can be driven directly from there to the inner city!"

He pointed to the ruins of the city.

Hearing Lian Zhiming's words, Lin Sanchuan, who was driving, immediately adjusted his direction.

The speed of the convoy increased again.

Under the guidance of Lian Zhiming, everyone drove directly to the east gate of the outer city in the ruins of Fengjiang.

From here, I entered the ruins of Fengjiang.

Then walked all the way towards the gate of the inner city to the east.

The entire east city wall of Fengjiang Outer City was almost in ruins.

The car was moving fast without any obstruction.

In a short while, he arrived at the gate to the east of the inner city.

Everyone got off the car as soon as they arrived.

A hundred third-echelon spiritual masters, fully equipped, quickly assembled at the east gate of the inner city of the ruins of Fengjiang.

Ye Fan raised his head and looked carefully at the ruins of this base city after ten years.