After Mengdu, who was in the Hunyuan realm, used thunderous means to kill all the Kaiyuan realm monks in the city, the situation in the city was quickly brought under control.
In the huge square near the west gate, seven or eight figures in black robes were busy shuttling back and forth over the square.
From time to time, he gathered various magic techniques and struck them at the crowd of crows below.
It is somewhat inaccurate to say that the crowd was a crowd. Strictly speaking, the square at this time was divided into two groups.
On one side is that kind of alienated monster with torn clothes and dense gray-white lines on its body.
The number of these monsters was about three to four thousand. At this time, under the guidance of the figures in the sky, they quietly formed three columns on the south side of the square.
On the other side, there are normal human figures with empty eyes. Their number is slightly more than that of monsters, about five thousand.
At this time, under the guidance of the magic formula of the figure in the air, it was slowly moving towards the north side of the square.
In mid-air in the southwest corner of the square, a giant ball with a diameter of nearly three meters and a dim blood light flashing on its surface was quietly suspended.
A few meters away on both sides of it, stood a figure wearing a pure black robe.
Standing on the left was an old man with a wretched appearance. He was holding a palm-sized dark brown token in his left hand, and holding a strange spell in his right hand, pointing at the monsters neatly lined up below.
Under the spread of invisible fluctuations, dozens of monsters suddenly moved forward dozens of meters quickly, as if under some kind of guidance, and came directly below the bloody ball.
Seeing this, the remaining person recited the incantation in a low voice and quickly condensed the magic formula. After a moment, a trace of blood appeared in front of him.
I saw him pointing at the blood-colored ball on the side, and the bloody light quickly disappeared into the surface of the ball. The latter immediately began to squirm quickly, and a strange wave spread towards the dozens of monsters below.
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After a short delay, the bodies of these monsters trembled violently, and then countless black smoke evaporated from their bodies, billowing toward the bloody ball above. At the same time, their bodies also quickly shriveled up.
After a while, no trace of black smoke came out, and these monsters had turned into mummies.
When the man holding the token saw this, he moved the spell in his hand, and dozens of monsters immediately ran over, picked up the shriveled ones on the ground, and quickly transported them to a corner.
Then, under the guidance of the man in the sky, he stood neatly under the bloody ball and repeated the previous process.
On the north side of the square, there were also several figures busy quickly. They lined up these empty-eyed people in a long queue and walked past a short, fat old man one by one.
I saw a honeycomb-like object in his hand, shaking it from time to time towards the people walking in front of him. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded to the people in the air, who then controlled the people on the ground to gather towards the northwest corner of the square.
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Hundreds of people had gathered there, all with dull eyes.
Among these people, there was a man in his forties. Although he was quite thick and fat, he did not look clumsy at all.
The black hair stands on end, and the face beneath it, although fat, does not feel overbearing, but rather has a sense of simplicity. It is Zheng Song!
At this time, like the people around him, his eyes were empty and lifeless, standing quietly on the spot like a zombie.
At this moment, a faint "puff" sound suddenly came from his body, as if something exploded on its own.
After a moment, his dull eyes suddenly moved and regained some of their energy.
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In the wild forest, in the underground secret room.
Bright fluorescence spreads from several activated moonlight symbols, illuminating the underground chamber with bright lights.
Chen Ziming sat on the stone chair, which was a bit too large for her, with some restraint. She held her chin in one hand and looked at the busy figure not far away quietly.
Gao Yuan was cooking at this time. Due to the limited materials, he couldn't make anything fancy.
He took out two pieces of smoked dried meat from the space of the jade pendant, simply sliced them and threw them directly into the pot. After adding water and boiling them, he tore some wild vegetables collected from the wild forest and threw them in.
Finally, sprinkle a handful of salt, and a pot of low-end broth is ready!
Since he didn't plan to bring anyone to this secret room at all, the furnishings in the room, including the tableware, were for one person, but this didn't bother him.
It happened that there was still some leftover talisman making in the secret room, a half-square stone slab. He immediately took out the fingernails of the mountain rat and processed two sets of tableware on the spot, and then made a slightly crude stone bench.
After washing the newly made tableware with water, he poured out the broth from the pot and brought one portion to Chen Ziming. Then he took his own portion, pulled the stone stool and sat down in front of the stone table.
"Eat."
Seeing that the other party was looking at him without blinking, Gao Yuan squeezed out a kind smile on his face.
"Um...thank you!"
Chen Ziming took the tableware handed over by Gao Yuan, and at the other party's signal, he began to eat delicately.
Just after eating a few mouthfuls, tears welled up in her eyes.
Seeing that the other party started to eat, Gao Yuan also brought a bowl. He was really a little hungry.
From the time he left home in the morning until now, he had not eaten anything. The previous battles had consumed a lot of his energy. The smell of the broth now whetted his appetite.
Just when he picked up the bowl and was about to take a sip of soup, he suddenly heard a faint sound of crying coming from the other side.
He raised his head in surprise, only to see the shoulders of the girl opposite him constantly shaking, and the pear blossoms were crying like rain.
He was speechless and said: "Is it so unpalatable? Why are you crying after eating it?"
"No...no, it's...not unpalatable at all. I...I just feel sad..." Chen Ziming sobbed after hearing this.
Gao Yuan fell silent after hearing this. He has never tried to persuade others, not to mention that the other party had just encountered a situation like family destruction and death. It would be useless for anyone to persuade him at this time!
Besides, crying is not a bad thing when you are sad, it can help release your emotions.
Seeing the other person's efforts to suppress it, he subconsciously reached out and rubbed the other person's hair, and whispered:
"You can cry if you want to, it's okay."
She didn't know whether his words had an effect or whether his subconscious action of rubbing her head brought back her memories. As soon as he finished speaking, the other party started crying loudly.
He cried for a long time, during which Gao Yuan just sat there silently, like a stone, until the other party's crying gradually stopped.
At this moment, Chen Ziming suddenly raised his head and stared at Gaoyuan, with a look of hesitation on his face. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said:
"I...can I discuss something with you?"
Hearing this, Gao Yuan met the other party's gaze and said with a gentle smile: "What's the matter?"
"you……"
"Can you give me my third brother's storage bag?" As if worried about Gao Yuan's rejection, Chen Ziming quickly added after finishing one sentence:
"I...I can give you everything I have. If it's not enough...I'll ask my aunt to compensate you when I get to Qingliang City!"
As she spoke, she quickly took out a few purse-like items, pulled off all the accessories on her body, paused, then took off her headdress, and then pushed them in front of Gao Yuan, her face
He showed a hint of pleading:
"I suddenly realized that I don't even have a single thing belonging to my family. That storage bag... that storage bag is my third brother's relic. Can you give it to me? Please!"
Only then did Gao Yuan remember that he was still carrying a storage bag. He took it out of his arms and handed it to the other party without looking at it and said:
"Here, take it."
Although he knew the contents of this storage bag might be valuable, he had no regrets at all.
As the other party said, this storage bag is a relic of her brother.
Regardless of what happened today, that young man was also the first person to give him a warm feeling since he came to this world.
It would be too despicable to forcefully seize the items in the storage bag because of their value.
Chen Ziming took the pure black storage bag with a joyful expression and thanked her loudly:
"Thank you! Thank you! You are such a good person!"
Gao Yuan stood up, pushed back all the items that the other party had just taken out and put on the table, then looked at the other party and said:
"Speaking of which, I still don't know what your name is? My name is Gao Yuan, what about you?"
"My name is Chen Ziming, and my family calls me Ming'er!"