Hearing this, Chu Yue looked back at Feng Beiyin who was at ease, took the wine bottle from him, raised her head and took a sip, and chuckled: "You can actually enjoy the hardships."
"Life is already hard enough. How can we live without having some fun ourselves?" Feng lamented.
Chu Yue looked deeply at Feng Beiyin: "I've hurt you again."
"Fighting side by side with Mr. Ye is a joyful thing in life, how can it be called a burden?" Feng lamented in a carefree and lazy voice.
"What if we die here?" Chu Yue asked again.
"My heart's wish is Feng's luck." Feng moaned sadly, his narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be overflowing with light.
Chu Yue pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time, focusing solely on the magma.
The land of Jiuzhou, a derivative of Divine Vein, has excellent resources but also bad disasters.
Heavenly Demon Flame is one of these scourges!
Chu Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the flow of magma, muttering to herself, murmuring in a low voice: "If we can lead the magma to a place instead of surrounding it and approaching inward, we might be able to save the warriors in the three cities in the southern suburbs.
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Xuanyuan Xiu's voice suddenly sounded in Shennong Space: "Little Ye Zi, maybe I can induce the flow of magma."
Chu Yue frowned and said nothing.
Xuanyuan Xiudao: "I once had the chance to refine half of the fire spirit root of Bodhi Sword Immortal during my lifetime. Over time, it was able to enter the soul body. Now I have stayed in Shennong's space for a long time, and you have wind-burning fire seeds in your body. If you take me as
Based on the basic point, we can try to induce the magma. However, I cannot guarantee it, and even if we try, at least tens of thousands of warriors will be needed to resist the magma together in order to find a glimmer of hope for the people in the city."
"Are you in danger?" Chu Yue asked with her spiritual consciousness.
"Little Ye Ye, if you die for the sake of living and the people, you will die well." Xuanyuan Xiu said.
Chu Yue pursed her lips and remained silent.
"There is no time." Xuanyuan Xiu reminded.
"Old cultivator, I will lead the magma with you."
Chu Yue stood up, waved her hand to summon the soldiers, and without hesitation went to the main city to meet Luo Chen and other soldiers.
"General Wu Ling, how are you?" Luo Chen asked anxiously.
"There is no other way but to try to divert the magma to one place so that more people can survive."
Chu Yue said calmly, her eyes swept towards the sea of people gathered in the city, she suddenly waved her red sleeves and said boldly: "Those who are not afraid of death will follow me."
The soldiers who followed from the military plane and the main city all came in front of Chu Yue and straightened their backs as much as possible.
The faces were reddened by the temperature of the magma and covered with sweat, but their eyes were full of fearlessness, firmer than steel.
No matter which city the soldiers are in, they are willing to take a retrograde path before danger comes.
People in the world are seeking to survive, but they are willing to die!
Luo Chen counted the number of people and said with a choked voice: "General, there are two thousand people in total, all soldiers from Beizhou."
"Very good, bring fire protection and water supplies, and follow me!"
Chu Yue looked at the warrior soldiers in front of her, smiled, bowed with an extremely heavy heart, and then led the soldiers outside.
She had observed the topographic map and found that the southern suburbs of Zuocheng, where Wan Zhan was located, had the most severe magma and was the most suitable place to induce magma.
What we need to do now is to go to Zuocheng, the southern suburbs.
The main city in the southern suburbs has more than 100,000 people.
But there were only two thousand people who could follow her.
Two thousand soldiers!
She and the two thousand soldiers headed towards the southern suburbs of Zuocheng.
Heading towards the terrible smoke-filled fire!
Lord Ye of the main city in the southern suburbs, along with several beauties, packed several large boxes of money and treasures, and looked at the backs of Chu Yue and others with a sinister look.
"It's beyond stupid."
The Lord of Night City sneered: "When magma breaks out, everyone is in danger, but she is the only one who rushes to die. Does she really think of herself as a great hero?"
The beautiful concubine snorted: "City Lord, let's find a way to leave quickly. Don't worry about this idiot."
"boom!"
A wooden stick hit the concubine on the head hard, causing her head to bleed.
Lord Yecheng supported his concubine and looked back angrily.
But they saw the young swordsman staring at them angrily.
Then a group of warriors rushed out and kicked and punched the Lord of Night City and his family.
"I will not allow you to insult General Wu Ling! You are not worthy!"
The swordsman shouted at the top of his lungs.
The Lord of Night City was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms, feeling that these unruly people were crazy.
In normal times, he, the lord of the city, would be more than ten thousand people.
But when the end comes, all fame, wealth and status will disappear, and no one can be frightened.
But at this time, the left city in the southern suburbs was filled with thick smoke and fire broke out. Halfway through Chu Yue and his party, there was a sound like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking behind them.
Chu Yue and Luo Chen were instantly on guard. After years of fighting, they subconsciously looked back with caution.
But on the ancient road where the smoke still lingered, many people rushed out, all coming from the main city in the southern suburbs.
Chu Yue's red lips opened slightly, her eyes flickered, and she slowly lowered her guard, but looked at this group of countless warriors with confusion and confusion.
"General Wuling!"
The white-haired old man was dressed simply, and the wrinkles around his eyes and face reflected the vicissitudes of life. He was carrying a heavy sword that had been dusted for a long time.
He is the oldest swordsman warrior in the main city in the southern suburbs, and the most respected, and is respectfully called Mr. Wei by the warriors!
The old man walked forward, and when he was a hundred steps away from Chu Yue, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "Life and death are unpredictable. We are willing to live and die with the general."
Chu Yue's dark eyes suddenly tightened, and the blood in her body boiled instantly, like a raging fire sweeping through her limbs and bones.
The ancient road leading from the main city in the southern suburbs to Zuocheng is densely packed with people, all of whom are not afraid of death.
Beside Chu Yue, Luo Chen's eyes immediately filled with tears. The soldiers who just a moment ago had expressionless faces and were bent on dying, all turned their heads and quietly wiped away their tears.