Binglin didn't say anything. After the three of them said goodbye to everyone in the Four Mountains tribe, they flew away in another direction.

Seven days later.

In the sky, three figures floated quietly in the sky. They were Yang Yi, Shen Xue and Long Qi'er, and they also arrived in Zhongjing.

At this time, Zhongjing was equally miserable, no different from the cities they had seen in the past few days. Yang Yi's face sank, and he felt a little worried.

I don’t know what happened to my relatives and friends. If they were unfortunately poisoned and became fusions, what should I do? Kill them, or keep them?

Yang Yi's answer is, kill! In order to prevent this world from really becoming a doomsday, he can only do this.

The so-called fusions are those humans who are devouring each other.

"Mr. Yang, where should we go next?"

Long Qier asked, her eyes falling on Shen Xue. After getting along with her for this period of time, she found that Shen Xue seemed to have fallen into a state of self-isolation. Although her body and mind were normal, she kept herself

Locked in his own little world, he doesn't want to come out no matter what.
Chapter completed!