"It should be right." Gu Fenghua almost used all his strength before he let out a long breath.
Needless to say, she also knew that this was the scene when the disaster of destruction came, which happened tens of thousands of years ago.
However, although she knew very well that everything in front of her was an illusion, she still couldn't resist it. This miserable scene was imprinted in her heart and could not be removed.
At the end of the crowd, a young man fell heavily to the ground. As soon as he got up, the purple drizzle fell on him.
"Ah!" The young man let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his originally heroic face instantly turned dead and quickly lost his anger.
A young woman in her arms exclaimed, turned around and ran towards him.
"Don't come back, go, go!" the man endured the pain and shouted loudly at the woman.
The woman then realized that she wanted to continue escaping her life, but she couldn't bear to leave her husband. Just as she was hesitating, the purple raindrops fell on her body, and her beautiful face was instantly filled with pain.
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Gritting his teeth, the woman threw the child in her arms out in the opposite direction with all her strength, and then threw herself to her husband with the fullest force, clenching his palm tightly.
"Run, don't look back, run quickly." The two of them shouted at the toddler with all their strength.
Then, the two of them had no strength to welcome death, holding hands, only looking at the child's eyes, there was still a little remaining hope.
It can be seen that the woman should have some cultivation. Although she is pushing her child forward with all her strength, she is as light as willow catkins when she lands, and she does not suffer any harm.
The child was a girl, who was about two or three years old, and she had just learned to walk, but her beautiful little face did not have a little bit of childishness that was common at this age, but was extremely determined. Obviously,
Born when disaster strikes, she has experienced too much running and suffering. She has already learned a lot, and is much more mature than children of the same age tens of thousands of years later.
Hearing her parents' cry before her death, she did not look back, but ran forward with tears in her eyes. However, no matter how mature or firm her mind was, she was always a toddler who had only learned to walk, that staggering
How could the pace of the purple drizzle flying behind him?
Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang... In just a few breaths, the purple drizzle came behind her and was about to swallow her and take out her tender life.
Seeing the woman's steadfastness in life and death, seeing the couple's attachment and reluctance to their daughter before they died, seeing the little girl's staggering steps and her firm expression. Before they knew it, Gu Fenghua
With the fat white man, Luo Enen and the other three burst into tears.
"A sword makes ghosts cry!" Gu Fenghua flew down, blocked the little girl, and slashed towards the purple drizzle with a sword.
Reality and illusion are no longer important. What if you know that all this is an illusion? The tragic scene in front of you has been deeply imprinted into Gu Fenghua's mind. She knew that if she didn't do anything, she would feel guilty for life.
This guilt will also become an indelible inner demon in her heart, and an irreversible obstacle on her path to being a strong man.
"Beidou Batian!"
"Nine Heavens, Phantom Thunder!" Fatty White and Luo Enen also took action at the same time.