Chapter 419 Old Man Mo Sheng? !
dead.

No one thought that just because of these few small conflicts, they would pay the price of death.

What's even more ridiculous is that the dead didn't die because of the demon tiger, but because of... the conflicts within the human race.

But no one stood up and accused Song Lanyi.

Even the old woman and her grandson who were clamoring earlier shut their mouths wisely, wishing to find a crack in the ground and get into it, just begging Song Lanyi and his party not to remember them again.

However, the people around them were also petrified by Song Lanyi's ruthless killing.

Whenever the old woman moved her body to lean over, they would automatically hide away.

In a short while, a vacuum was formed around the old woman and her precious grandson.

Even her family members looked a little embarrassed and terrified.

I'm afraid that Song Lanyi will settle accounts after Qiuhou, and kill him again.

Just when they were anxious, Song Lanyi calmly practiced cross-legged all night.

Sleeping badly is impossible.

Even in the experience, always introverted.

early morning.

When the sky was getting dark, Song Lanyi suddenly opened his eyes.

When practicing "Guixu Lieshu", Song Lanyi's spirit can always wander between the heaven and the earth.

But just now, from the perspective of her soul... she saw the monstrous flood and big waves.

Under the collapse of the Tianhe River like the wrath of the sky, ordinary monsters have no chance to breathe and survive.

Until this moment, she still had the illusion of being suffocated by the water of the Tianhe River.

With her movement, Zhu Mingshu and Qingxu also opened their eyes.

"You all feel it?"

The old Taoist Qingxu opened his eyes, neither slow nor fast, as if he had expected it long ago.

Zhu Mingshu's expression was solemn, and just as she was about to say something, she saw that Song Lanyi had already put the unfinished tiger meat around her into the space.

The corner of Zhu Mingshu's mouth twitched slightly, but she didn't say much.

She kicked the sleeping Huben, and Huben screamed, which woke everyone up.

"The flood is coming, pack up your things quickly and go east."

Zhu Mingshu spoke extremely fast, her eyes were clear, and there was no trace of drowsiness.

The crowd rioted.

"Flood? Now that there has been a severe drought for so many months, and it finally rains, how could there be floods?"

"Yes. At this age, how can there be Jiang He?"

Huben was aware of the situation, and seeing the kind reminder, these people not only didn't appreciate it, but chattered hesitantly, his face suddenly sank, and his tone was not kind:

"There is no river? Isn't the Tianhe of the Yaozu a river?"

The crowd fell silent.

Immediately, it was like blasting a pot.

"The Tianhe River is flooding? Isn't this a joke?"

"That is, the Tianhe River comes from the Nine Heavens. It never dries up, never stops flowing, and never overflows. How could it cause floods?"

The crowd was mixed.

But the really smart ones have silently started packing their bags.

If Song Lanyi and the others were lying, there would be no need for such absurd reasons as the Tianhe River flooding.

With reverse thinking, you can know it with just one push... This seemingly impossible thing may just be the truth.

On the other side of the well-dressed team, the gentle-looking woman showed hesitation, then gritted her teeth and came to the back of the statue, as if she was communicating with someone.

Soon, she pushed a middle-aged man in a wheelchair out.

The man has a vicissitudes of face and deep eyes.

Song Lanyi had just packed his luggage at this time, seeing the person coming, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but lost his voice, "Mo Sheng?!"

The middle-aged man in the wheelchair was stunned. After seeing Song Lanyi, he felt that this little girl's face revealed a trace of familiarity in the strangeness, which made people want to get closer.

A trace of curiosity about Song Lanyi arose in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily, "I'm not called Mo Sheng, I'm called Mo Di."

Mo Di, isn't that Mo Sheng?

To be precise, Mo Di at this time has not yet achieved the realm of a saint.

But even so, Song Lanyi could still feel the vast aura on his body like a sea of ​​smoke.

Pushing the wheelchair, Mo Di slowly came to Qingxu Old Daoist, and smiled faintly, "Qingxu, I told you a long time ago that fate cannot be done, you are finally willing to come out of the cage..."

Hearing this, Qingxu laughed instead.

Taking advantage of the time to clean up, he raised his head and laughed loudly, "Mo Di, you are wrong. The purpose of my exit this time is to crack the fate and push the fate!"

Hearing these words, a gleam of light flashed in Mo Di's eyes.

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