Dark clouds were pressing down, destroying the remains of the ancient capital.
The icy rain is as fast as an arrow, penetrating the foundation of the ancient capital.
The originally majestic outer city wall was like a fragile embankment, and its weak body could not withstand the tide of evil spirits.
The outer city wall was quickly destroyed, the thick masonry collapsed, and the tall towers fell like clay sculptures, not to mention the houses on the streets.
Looking out from the inner city wall, this ancient capital has been soaked by the black ocean for more than ten kilometers. The buildings, streets, squares, parks, schools, and hospitals have all been washed away by the evil spirit. Even the wreckage cannot be seen. Half past one!
The evil spirits have finally entered the city, coming from all directions. The most terrifying thing is not the ability of these evil spirits to be swallowed by the sea, but at a glance, except for the evil spirits at the front, the tide line is closing in on them step by step. In addition, there is still a vast area of darkness behind the tide line, which stretches for an unknown number of kilometers. One cannot help but suspect that they are the intruders of this kingdom of death.
"Ethnic groups, tribes, countries. The country of the undead, this is the country of the undead!" Han Ji looked back, and the old murmur sounded like a low chant, more like a death prayer for the city.
"President, Gudu will survive this calamity."
"I hope so"
Han Ji and the mysterious gray man came to the quiet room and saw Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou guarding the door.
But in fact, they were quite tired. They moved two stools from nowhere and almost fell asleep.
The two little ones were naturally startled, but they also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was Han Ji.
"It is really urgent that I have no choice but to disturb you. Since you are awake, please inform your sister. I have something important to discuss!" Han Ji said seriously.
Seeing how serious Han Ji was, Mo Fan didn't dare to delay and knocked on the door of the quiet room.
Mo Yingge was lying on a mat, with his hair slightly disheveled. He was already awake and leaning against the wall, rarely showing his softer side.
Liu Ru also appeared in the corner, looking at them with burgundy eyes.
"Sister, Han Ji is here. He said he has something important to ask you."
Mo Fan said calmly. In fact, he was a little angry. Didn't he see that his elder sister had become like this? How long did it take to disturb her again?
"Wait a moment." Although Mo Yingge doesn't pay too much attention to his own image, he can't see people like this, so he needs to sort it out a little.
However, there was a large wooden box placed next to it. Mo Yinge didn't have time to look at it, so he hurriedly packed his clothes and got up.
"Did you take the water from Kunjing in Huacun?" Han Ji asked straight to the point.
"yes."
Mo Yingge was a little confused, but seeing Han Ji's serious look, Mo Yinge told the truth.
"Okay, okay, God bless the ancient capital. Take it out quickly. Just use the water from Kunjing to reconcile the Nine Nether Dew in the rain. In this way, the undead can no longer haunt the ancient capital during the day. The ancient capital will be saved!" Mysterious Gray White The first time a person shows obvious emotion.
Even if his heart was as strong as iron, it was impossible not to get excited.
Han Ji also had an excited expression, and even his eyes shone slightly.
Zhang Xiaohou next to him was also overjoyed. This is great news!
The ancient capital is also saved!
Mo Yingge really didn't expect this to be the case. Even though her delicate and beautiful face was a bit pale, there were so many things that couldn't be corrected, but then a look of frustration appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I did take away the water from Kunjing, because I realized that it is the same thing as the holy spring in Bo City, but now" Mo Yinge said in embarrassment, his eyes He accidentally glanced at Mo Fan.
"ah?!"
He was afraid of a "but" when talking about everything, but facing Mo Yingge and Han Ji, there was no way to be angry with her. If it weren't for her, the ancient capital wouldn't have even had the previous half hour.
Perhaps she doesn't know that many people who were able to escape to the inner city have already worshiped her as a god!
"sister"
At this time, Mo Fan pulled the corner of Mo Yingge's clothes, stood up and said: "The water from Kunjing is actually used by me, including the Holy Spring in Bo City. I should be able to take out some." , but I’m sorry that it has been consumed quite a bit.”
Mo Fan knew very well that Mo Yingge did not tell him just now because he wanted to protect himself. If they were lucky enough to survive and someone knew about today's conversation, then Mo Fan would face a lot of groundless accusations. In this case, it is better not to say anything.
But how could Mo Fan steal the water from Kunjing at this time?
The disaster in Bo City is still vivid in his mind, and he must not sit idly by and ignore it!
"Okay, okay!" Han Ji's mood was also full of twists and turns. If his magic cultivation hadn't been high enough, his soul would probably have collapsed.
Now was not the time to ask Mo Fan what he was using the spring water for. He was looking forward to seeing how much more Kunjing water Mo Fan could use.
Han Ji took out a water storage magic device, but Mo Fan still wanted to keep some privacy. He turned back to the quiet room and took off the small loach pendant, shaking it constantly and spitting out the spring water he drank yesterday.
"Little loach, little loach, stop pretending to be dead and spit out the water quickly, otherwise we will be the sinners of the ancient capital!"
Mo Fan was holding the little loach. The little loach "opened its mouth" like a living creature and spit out a stream of clear spring water. Finally, Mo Fan pinched its "belly" until the little loach could no longer spit out a stream of water. Don't let it go until it's dripping.
Little Loach: I really didn’t offend him at all! !
"Dad loves you! I'll find you a big meal to make up for it later!" Mo Fan excitedly kissed the little loach, stuffed it back in, and then opened the door.
The little loach trembled a little, looking weak and beaten.
Han Ji was very anxious, but at least he didn't lose his head. He also knew that young people always like to be secretive, but now he really couldn't help but not be anxious.
"Mr. President, fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission, but there is still one third that I can't get out," Mo Fan said.
"Two thirds is not bad. On behalf of the ancient capital, I would like to thank you!" Han Ji took the water storage magic device, his old hands trembling slightly.
"Two thirds is enough. Let's go find Lu Huan quickly. His water system cultivation can send the water from the Kunjing spring to the rain clouds." The mysterious gray man said to Han Ji.
"Okay!" Han Ji calmed down a little and said seriously to Mo Yingge and Mo Fan: "The ancient capital will never forget your kindness, thank you!"
At the end of walking out, Han Ji seemed to have thought of something again, and a voice came back from outside: "The Nian Yuyi you wanted before is in the quiet room, and its caregiver has given it to you."
Mo Yingge was stunned, then turned around and took out the big wooden box.
With some excitement, Mo Yingge opened it.
A ray of colorful rainbow light bloomed quietly, seeming to be echoing something.
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
