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With the backlog of heavy stones, he couldn't breathe at all.

This is the epidemic... The doors are closed, the dead are countless, this city is already a dead city...

Wan Yu vomited wildly, finally got over his nerves, summoned Yaoguang to come down, and asked Zhou to hide in the ground with Tianci. He couldn't bear Tianci's ten-year-old child. How could he let him go? Tianci saw such a hellish scene.

There is no one, so why avoid people's eyes and ears.

What Yaoguang saw made his breathing suffocate, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and there seemed to be a sledgehammer in his chest, hitting his heart again and again.

He had heard about this plague for a long time, and when he heard it, he thought that the chaos in the world was his good opportunity, he wanted Qinglong, and he wanted the royal family to pay the price, and this kind of chaotic world just made him do things, and even have leisure time. He did not come to rescue these Limin people who were in dire straits, he...is ashamed to be a child of the Lin family!

"If you are poor, you will benefit yourself, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world." Grandfather, father's teachings are still in my ears, but how did he do it?

All his heart and eyes are shrouded in revenge, and everything he thinks and does is planning revenge. Has he even forgotten who he is?Or even the body has become a monster, and even the heart has become the heart of a beast?

What's the difference between scolding Qingluan when he scolded Qingluan at that time?

The Lin family respects the common people as the ruler of the world, and is hostile to the behavior of the royal family who disregards human life. How is his behavior different from those indifferent and selfish royal families?

What is the difference!

"I, Lin Yaoguang, the orphan of Lin's children, I am ashamed of you!" Kneeling up to the sky, kneeling down to the ground, and then kneeling down to his parents, Yaoguang suddenly knelt down on the ground and knocked heavily on the dead bones all over the ground, he was ashamed of him A former compatriot, he is ashamed of the teachings of the Lin family ancestors, he is ashamed of his own conscience, he has no face to Jiangdong's elders...

With red eyes, Wan Yu silently knelt beside Yaoguang, and together with Yaoguang apologized to these common people time and time again.

Yaoguang is guilty of being indifferent, and he is also guilty of not taking it seriously.

If he hadn't turned back to Lanfeng City, wondering if he could have come here earlier during the Phoenix Prayer Festival, maybe he could have saved some lives. Saving people is like putting out a fire, how could he have forgotten!

The two pointed to the sky and the earth, taking the blood as the pact and the soul as the trigger: "I, Lin Yaoguang (Wan Yu), will definitely do my best, even if I lose my life, I will definitely stop the spread of this plague. He was bombarded by five thunders! He was wiped out in ashes!"

This time, saving the common people is not for fame or profit, but to be worthy of my conscience!For the humanity as a human being!

As soon as the oath was made, a thunderbolt appeared in the cloudless sky and fell in front of the two, which was a sign that the Dao of Heaven had accepted the oath of the two.

Cultivation is to follow the sky, but also to go against the sky. The connection with the way of heaven is much closer than that of ordinary people.

If the two of them break their oath, then this time the thunder will fall on the two of them.

The power of heaven is irresistible!

There are spirits after death, the vows of the two and the warning from the heavens suddenly caused a dark wind to blow around the two of them in this dead town. In the howling wind, the souls of the densely packed people flickered in the dark wind. His blue eyes stared at the two of them with exceptional brightness.

Yin spirits are just the lowest level of souls, and with their two cultivation bases, blowing spiritual energy can also dissipate these Yin spirits, but at this moment, the two of them worshiped these Yin spirits heavily.

There was a hint of a smile on the bluish and dead face of the Yin Ling of the common people.

"Don't forget your oath, we will watch over you, so that our relatives will no longer suffer from the epidemic at that time, and our bodies will no longer suffer from the gnawing corpse."

A vague voice came, and the two raised their heads again. The evil wind had dissipated, and there were no more ghosts gathered around them, but they knew that from today until the end of the epidemic, their words and deeds were under supervision.

When they got up, their foreheads were already covered with dirt and bruises.

Neither of them used their spiritual power to protect their bodies. This knock was actually knocking on the hard stone floor with their bodies.

Wan Yu looked at the devastation and said: "Yaoguang, check to see if there are still people alive. If there are no one, burn these corpses... don't suffer from being eaten by those violent corpses anymore."

The Yaoguang consciousness enveloped the entire town, and there were no living people left.

Then the fire spiritual power was output, and the dead corpses ignited with flames, and those ugly creatures were all burned up, but the whole city was not burned at all.

Let Zhou's mother and son come up, Wan Yu has left enough food for Godsend, in order to save more people faster, Wan Yu no longer brings Zhou's mother and son forward, because Tu Dun is far from teleporting fast, and here It's already a dead place, and they don't have to worry about being discovered. As for the plague, the Zhou family is a zombie, and God-given earth spirit beads protect the body, preventing all evils from invading, and there is no problem in this plague place.

"Let's go, we have to save more people and end this plague!" Wan Yu held Yaoguang's hand, this time to save time, he used Yaoguang's teleportation to lead him forward.

Cities, villages, and towns teleported past, and what awaited them was one dead city after another. The hearts of the two were as heavy as molten iron.

In the wasteland of violent corpses, the unburied corpses are incinerated one by one, and then move on.

Centering on the town they first arrived at, Yao Guang and Wan Yu searched outward round and round.

"Wan Yu, there are living people in the city ahead." Yao Guang teleported Wan Yu to a huge deserted place outside the city, and then followed Wan Yu stealthily.

Wan Yu walked out of the bushes beside the city, looked up at the plaque hanging high above the city: Qisheng City.

Praying to survive?

Approaching the city, Wan Yu found that the gates of the city were closed. It was noon now. If it was before, there must be frequent crowds. The development and prosperity of such a huge city is unprecedented, but now it is so depressed.

Wan Yu sighed, a little hesitant, not knowing whether to go forward and knock on the door or just fly in.

"Hello—who are you? What's your purpose here? Are you a cultivator?"

The voice from the distance caught Wan Yu's attention, and when he looked up, he saw a soldier on the city wall shouting at him.

Cultivator...

Looking at the soldier's appearance, I'm afraid it's not the first time I've seen a cultivator, otherwise he wouldn't have asked directly, Wan Yu didn't hide anymore, Yu Jian flew up to the city wall and saw the soldier looking at him in surprise , cheered: "Sure enough, you are a distinguished cultivator. I am the team leader on duty today. Please come with me."

Wan Yu nodded and followed the man's lead, but his eyes kept wandering in the city. Standing at the height of the wall, Wan Yu saw a town completely different from the outside world. This city is very, very big, even in Wangcheng. It is so big, it can be said that it is more than four times that of other cities, and different from the outside world, the streets here can be seen with crowds of people coming and going, very lively, and there is no sign of plague in the slightest.

How is this going.

Wan Yu, who was full of doubts, followed the soldier to a wooden house on the city wall. As soon as he approached, a man greeted him.

"But a new fellow Taoist?"

The person who came was dressed in a blue-gray Taoist robe, about thirty years old, with two mustaches, a soft and handsome face, full of smiles, quite the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

Seeing Fengshen Junlang who is still so young, a trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes. At such an age, with such extraordinary clothes and a cultivation level that he can't see through, he must be a disciple of some famous sect. Puritanism, Sixiang Palace, Five Elements Sect or Tianxuanmen?

But the bigger the person coming, the stronger the strength the better, the smile on that person's face increased a bit, he clasped his fists and said: "I'm Ye Liucheng from the Hanlong faction, do you know who you are?"

"It's raining ten thousand times, and there is no doorman." Wan Yu saluted.

"It turns out to be a fellow Taoist from Wushangmen! Disrespect and disrespect!" Ye Liucheng was overjoyed. No one knows Wushangmen's name. With such a strong support, I am afraid that he will be a little more sure, and quickly stretched out his hand and said: "The arrival of Daoist friend is really great!" Make me radiant, presumably fellow Taoists are also here for this plague, please sit with me in the house for a while and talk about it in detail, please."

"Fellow Daoist Ye is too famous. Wan Yu is just a cultivator who has just arrived in the world. He is far behind the seniors who have achieved various fame in the sect. Although Wan Yu is determined to cut off this time when he comes here Plague, but Wan Yu doesn't know much about plague, so he is really at a loss, how can he compare with the achievements that Fellow Daoist Ye has already made, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Ye for advice." Wan Yu followed Ye Liucheng and sat in a corner of the room, Wen Run smiled, a little embarrassed.

"You Daoist Wan is too modest. You are probably less than fifty years old. This strength is already much higher than that of a person who is over a hundred years old. It really makes me feel ashamed, not to mention the population of this city. I was able to save it alone, thanks to the joint efforts of many fellow Taoists." Ye Liucheng shook his head and smiled.

"There are other fellow Taoists?" Wan Yu asked in surprise.

"Yes." Ye Liuchang sighed and said, "I came here five years ago. At that time, four fellow Taoists were saving people in this plague land, but it is regrettable that although I know what kind of medicine can cure This plague, and the medicine is not scarce, but the strange thing is that no matter how you take the medicine, it can only slow down the speed of death. It can't stop the plague from spreading like locusts, devouring people's lives."

Wan Yu's eyes widened, this plague was so weird.

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