A few big words on the city gate are shining.

A week in the city, refugees took advantage of the situation and shrank into the halo at the edge of the protective array, leaving a life after the disaster.

Not sleeping at night is tormenting.

Hesitate!

More than a dozen refugees were wrapped like rice dumplings, one after another, leaving winding traces on the sand.

Cheng is like a boatman, she is going to be exhausted.

The strange dragging sounds from far to near, and sometimes a few vague muffled groans were heard.

The refugees outside the city were scared to death.

They stared at the direction of the sandstorm, and the wind and sand were everywhere and could not see things until a tall black shadow came out of it.

A grass that is two people tall.

The shape is strange, with only one leaf left in front, as if it had made a move to them.

The rest extends to the ground, roll it at the end of the leaves, and roll it into a bun.

The grass is green to shine!

"Demon!"

"There is a demon coming!"

The refugees were so scared that they screamed, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to hide it.

Cheng Ying ignored them, rolled up the leaves and threw them hard.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

More than a dozen refugees descended from the sky and threw them accurately under the city gate, barely rolling into the halo of the protective array.

Oh yeah, it's full accuracy.

As for those who were fainted and those who were shocked, those who were awake were shocked.

This is not something Cheng can't control.

The intensity still needs to be improved.

Cheng Ying stood at the city gate without any extra moves.

The green leaves sway in the wind, like a seaweed.

A group of refugees were as quiet as chickens, holding their breath and daring to move.

Immortal! Open! City!

I was flashed by these three big words.

This city is not clear about anything else, and its humanistic spirit is very lacking.

What about so many refugees, aren’t they just ants?

Just watch them die by themselves?

There are so many high-level demon-controllers in the city, and a casual protective array and spiritual weapon is enough for the refugees to survive.

She lived in the ruins for a while and knew very well that the refugees' greatest pursuit every day was just to live.

Is it difficult to live?

Disaster!

This seems to be the case in this world, the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive.

Why did the demon master help them? It’s not because of relatives or bad things?

The refugees did not relax their vigilance because the grass demon in front of them remained motionless.

This grass demon might be holding onto some ultimate move.

I saw its slender leaves all facing the sky.

They were even more scared.

The grass demon is moving!

They are going to be scared.

Why?

The grass demon crawled into the sandstorm without looking back.

A little girl said timidly: "It seems to have no malice!"

"Bad! The demon is a demon, the demon is born evil! Dead girl, don't forget, this sandstorm is brought by the demon!" The middle-aged man became irritable.

The sound of the demon being born to be evil quickly overshadowed everything.

The refugees cursed at the top of their lungs.

It is all demons that bring disasters, take away lives, and make them struggle in endless pain.

...

Cheng Ying avoided the sand monster and picked up a few refugees who were unaware of their lives and death.

She was born in a peaceful era and could not be so indifferent to watching the passage of life.

She didn't want to be a hero, she was just doing something within her ability.

Ideal and peaceful.

As for the things that save the world, it is left to the real heroes to do.

For example, the young man in front of him was fighting with a sand monster.

The young man had a black hair and snow-clothed clothes, holding a long sword in his hand! His body was neat and he sacrificed his sword with one sword, and the sand monsters were instantly disintegrated into sand.

However, the reason why the sand monster is called a sand monster is that except for a demon pill and a big tongue in the body, the rest is sand.

Sand can disperse and gather.

Gathering and dispersing again and again, killing again and again.

Cheng Ying was very excited at first, and looked tired, and his eyes gradually became saury.

???

The young man still had no choice but to deal with it easily, as if he had not done his best.

Cheng Yun was in a dark place and was anxious.

Brother, hurry up.

It blocked my way back to the city.

As if he sensed Cheng Ying's heart, the young man suddenly turned around and pointed his sword at the side.

"Bai Ji! It's there!"

With his cold shout, a white shadow fell from the sky! He headed straight forth!

Head straight for?

Oops, found out.

Cheng Yan ran away.

It turns out that this young man has spared his energy, but he discovered her early, afraid that she would launch a sneak attack in secret, and a fisherman would benefit from a snipe and a clam fight.

The roots were swung to the extreme, and Cheng Qi was at an amazing speed.

Behind her, the white shadow was getting closer and closer.

Tsk!

It was a snow-white snow wolf, with a strong body, developed limbs, and a tuft of silver-gray hair on the top of his head, which was particularly conspicuous.

The Snow Wolf Demon, the legendary Lord of the Ice Field.

For the Snow Wolf Demon, a hot place like the desert is an unprecedented test for its body and habits.

But its speed is much faster than the range.

He threw Cheng Yan to the ground in almost the blink of an eye.

Cheng Yan vomited blood, brother! You got the wrong partner!

The boy over there had already dealt with the sand monster with one sword and rushed to chase him.

When he saw what was under the snow wolf demon, his face suddenly turned red.

"Bai Ji, come back... come back!" The boy's voice drifted.

"Yeah..."

The snow wolf demon was sobbing sounded under the claws, and it raised its claws, looking confused.
To be continued...