A leaf fell gently on Yu Jing's knife surface. Somehow, the trees began to sway, and the leaves rushed over and rustled down.
…
Why did she feel like someone was staring at her.
Looking around, Ai Yue was still bickering with Li Yu, while Yu Jing was disassembling and assembling weapons while standing sideways.
But hasn’t the weather always been hot? Why does it feel a little chilly now?
Maybe it was her imagination.
"Can't you leave yet?"
A cold voice came from behind Li Yu's ear.
Li Yu felt that something was wrong with Yu Jing's mood, and he didn't know what was going on with him.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you, just forget it this time."
Li Yu quickly picked up the items on the ground and put them in the car.
"Who do you think you are giving alms to? This lady still needs you to give in."
Ai Yue snorted lightly.
"Okay, let's go."
Yu Yan pulled Ai Yue to the car.
During this brief quarrel, the child had fallen asleep.
Qi Zhiwen had already been woken up by this time.
Yu Yan took out a small snack from his bag and handed it to Qi Zhiwen, interrupting Li Yu and Ai Yue's output and leaving no room for comment.
"Aren't you both from L City? You two are on the way. If anyone quarrels again, he will be thrown out."
Seeing that Yu Yan looked very bad, Li Yu and Ai Yue put out the fire.
Yu Yan closed her eyes to rest her mind, and then calmed down to practice her powers in her mind.
Originally there was Qi Zhiwen, but now Ai Yue has been added.
Yu Jing's expression was unclear, his knuckles were a little white, and he got into the car silently.
After they left, the poor trees had collapsed and turned into dead wood.
The group embarked on the road back to the city.
…………
The scene in the city is very different from what I saw last time.
The corpses deposited at the city gate have been cleared away, and the ground is flat and tidy.
It was very lively with many vehicles coming in and out, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going, recreating the grand scene of the past.
Sandbags lay across the trenches, showing traces of the past.
There are many sentries stationed at the city gate, and several teams patrolling with guns to maintain order at the city gate and surrounding areas.
There are many people who want to enter the city, and there is already a long queue.
The scorching sun did not stop people's footsteps.
Most of the pedestrians had tired faces, many were in ragged clothes, and all kinds of people were mixed in. Everyone had only one common purpose, and that was to find a way to get into the city.
On a small table at the city gate, a man in blue was writing something.
Only where he was, a big umbrella was arranged to protect him from the sun, and someone was fanning him. The person fanning him was sweating profusely. If he looked carefully, his back was wet, and there were drops of sweat on his face. Didn't even wipe it.
"Next."
An arrogant voice came out slowly.
I saw a man go up, but before he got close to the table, a man in a white coat stopped him, took out tools, and checked his teeth and face.
"no problem."
After a doctor's examination, the old man was allowed to go.
The man in blue was slouching.
"come over."
After a while, a noisy sound came, which seemed anxious under the scorching sun.
The old man approached the man in blue, and the smell emanating from his body made the man frown.
"Stay away from me, do you know the rules?"
"Oh, okay, sir."
The old man didn't seem to notice the man's disgusted look, smiled, and took a few steps back.
The man in blue glanced at the thing in the old man's hand, feeling a little unhappy.
