Fang Ji and Chen Weiyuan were in awe: "But it depends on your Majesty's orders!"
"Walk!"
It wasn't until she entered the village that Yage secretly turned on the invisibility technique.
But at this time, the feeling of heat and thirst invaded strongly again.
It's like being wrapped in a steamer, and you can't even breathe.
Ya Ge forced Chen Weiyuan to drink the last sip of water in the water bag.
When the thirst became unbearable, Song of Songs regretted it again and again.
Just now, facing such a big dam, she should have used magic to fill the water bag.
However, she was just thinking about the problem.
It wasn't that she was careless, but that having this body with boundless power was something she had never dreamed of.
She was born a mortal. It can be said that she has been a mortal for too long.
Therefore, she is not used to what flying immortals are.
There are more houses along the way, most of them are huts built with withered grass, and there are few tile-roofed houses.
The victims were either sitting on the bricks under the eaves of their houses, or leaning on the tree poles on the roadside and looking at the sky with empty eyes.
When I met Yage and his entourage, I was excited at first, but soon became depressed.
Song of Songs’ heart is bleeding.
Ever since she was little, she has been complaining and resenting God for being unfair to her.
But now, compared to these people, she knows how good God is to her.
Those old people, their hair was all white and their backs were so hunched that they couldn't even lift their heads, but they were still digging at the roots of the trees.
Those children, who were innocent at their age, were all so hungry that they were as skinny as a stick, with only a pair of big eyes looking at the adults, with only three words on their expressions: I'm hungry!
Ya Ge really wants to use his magic power to help them, but his magic power can't turn tree roots into steamed buns for them to eat?
Her tears fell suddenly.
"Wow wow wow..." The baby's cry floated over, followed by the woman's voice coaxing the child.
Ya Ge walked over quickly.
Among a group of victims, she saw a woman wearing a linen floral shirt holding a child less than one year old in her arms.
The woman was almost skin and bones. When she saw the child crying, she was heartbroken and helpless.
The people next to me are equally anxious, but what can they do?