Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Yin Rou'er's eyes widened, looking at Qian Wu's mouth wide open in horror before he died, for a while, the choked words could not be uttered.

Yu Fei's body froze even more. A few days ago, the person who kept sending him resources and asking for help, in a blink of an eye... just like this, in the end, what happened?

"Qian Wu!" Wang Shuo squeezed the half of his face, exhaled slowly, and said solemnly: "I hurt you, I will give you an explanation for this matter."

Qian Wu had already died, and there was no room for recovery. The unwillingness and fear on Qian Wu's face before his death reflected... the corpses scattered all over the mountains and the fields, the fallen saints.

Holding this half face, the three of them continued their journey, heading towards Nanshan quickly. When they arrived in front of Nanshan, the place was already in ruins, and the original appearance could not be seen.

The once glorious and prosperous Yanyu Village was in tatters and was constantly burning in the fire.

Wang Shuo walked in, passed through the broken door, and came to the hall. He placed the half of his face on the table at the front of the hall and let him stare at the land.

Afterwards, Wang Shuo continued: "I will go to Shenxu and bring the heads of those people back to you to sacrifice wine."

After saying that, he walked out, and the crackling beam of the burning house behind him collapsed with a bang, spewing out a few fiery snakes, which turned into sparks all over the sky.

Half of Qian Wu's face was also buried in the flames. This should be his final destination.

Step by step, he walked outside the door, Yufei had already run away, and Yin Rouer accompanied Yufei to the village.

Wang Shuo finally glanced at the dilapidated villa, and rushed towards the village below.

In the wind, his eyes were extremely cold, cruel, and even... a little red.

The village is also a wreckage. There are fallen corpses everywhere. Everyone is lying in a pool of blood. Yufei rammed around in the village and returned to the house that gave birth to him and raised him...

The door of the house opened wide, and everything inside was shattered by the great mana, and there was not a single piece of complete furniture.

Trembling, he cried and knelt down, looked at a corpse in the center of the room, and burst into tears...

aunt……

That was the aunt who loved him the most since his parents died...

Although she is mean, she often quarrels with people around her, and she is also stingy and has a bad relationship with her neighbors.

But only, only the incomparable love for him, never let him suffer a little.

This is his last relative, why, why is this...

Yu Fei's cry, in the morning light that gradually lights up, is so sad and painful...

Chapter 218 is you (three more)

The light in the morning is supposed to be the color of hope.

But hope, but also in the early morning sun, the moment it falls, it completely dissipates, completely disappears...

A small figure, holding a woman's corpse, walked out of the dilapidated room, the small figure seemed to have lost its soul, and walked forward as a walking corpse.

Yin Rou'er was on the side, seeing this scene, her eyes were a little wet unconsciously, but she didn't know how to comfort the young man.

She knew that nothing could relieve the grief in the young man's heart.

Step by step, Yu Fei walked out of the village and came to a hilltop, with his eyes blank, he used his own hands to dig up the wet soil on the ground.

Once, twice, three times... ten times...

A small hole was opened bit by bit by him, and then he put his aunt's body in it.

In that Nikeng, the person lying peacefully was the one who was the best to him ever.

But now it's gone, it's gone.

Yu family... only himself, alone.

The continuous drizzle did not stop for several days, Yu Fei's body was soaked wet, his hands were dirty, and even aching.

But he ignored it and just knelt outside the pit, looking at the person he had put in with his own hands, feeling extremely desperate.

In the distance, the saint Tianmeng, who was hiding in the woods, saw all kinds of things in front of him, and his eyes flashed with a special excitement.

He seemed to remember that Venerable Ling's subordinates said that they came here because of a little boy who lived in a corner in the north of the village.

At that time, he was also taken there, and he deliberately looked at the room. Even the women in the room were killed by him.

He still remembers this woman's face vividly...

If what Venerable Spirit said was true, then the little boy in front of him was the person Shen Xu was looking for.

It would be a great credit to bring it back.

Thinking of this, his excited body trembled a little, just grab the boy and run away quickly, that's all, everything is very simple...

He didn't need to be afraid at all.

"Come on, when these two people relax, it's time for me to take action!" Tianmeng sage showed a sinister smile, beckoned, and signaled the twenty men to get ready.

Twenty people are not fools, they recognized the boy with happy expressions on their faces.

A group of people followed the mountains and forests, constantly approaching, and came not far from the pit that was dug out, just waiting for the momentary opportunity!

"Wait a second, wait a second..." Tianmeng's excited lips were a little dry, and the cracked smile on his face was filled with unparalleled excitement.

"It's almost, it's almost, now, wait for these two people, relax a little bit."

In front of the excavated mud pit, Yufei lowered his head, tears could not stop falling, and he cried very sadly.