"No, it's not. It's better to jump down now than the Shayuan space? You will jump again when you move to the inner city. Moreover, when I was in Xianchi, I stood next to the Shayuan, but I was not swept in by the space vortex. This may also indicate that I am an authentic Bocheng native." Zhang Xiaohou smiled, with a hurried smile.

"If you go, I will go too." Su Xiaoluo said firmly.

"Monkey, you really want to jump down?" Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou with a very serious expression.

"Brother Fan..." Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan, but his words suddenly choked up, and his voice intermittently said, "So many people will die. I really don't want to see it again. How good is it to be alive... Everyone is alive. I actually don't know what the tradition in my family has to do with the Weiju Village, and I don't know if I really have that so-called bloodline in my bones after thousands of years... But one thousandth or one thousandth, even if there is nothing at all... I don't want to wait until the Sha Yuan swallows the city, swallows people, swallows you, the city is destroyed, everyone dies, and I might be alive. At that time, I would want to kill myself, because I could... could have saved everyone!"

With corpses everywhere and scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered

Zhang Xiaohou's words were a little crying. He had seen the terrible terror of Sha Yuan. The most painful death he felt was to jump down.

He cried because he was afraid. He had never faced such fear before, but the words he spoke from his mouth represented his heart.

It’s not for how great I look, but I just don’t want to live with a single-thousand or ten thousandth of blood probability, and live a more painful life than death!

Zhang Xiaohou's words echoed under the ancient bell and echoed in everyone's hearts, and even the cold-faced super-level mages were touched.

Mo Fan originally wanted to persuade Zhang Xiaohou, but Zhang Xiaohou's words really convinced him.

"Fang Gu, I drank the Holy Spring of Di. Do you think it will be a problem for me to jump down?" Mo Fan glanced at Fang Gu and asked seriously.

"I don't know either, but from our secret training, the holy spring in your Bocheng land should be higher than the water of Kunjing... Did you drink it alone? I think the undead in Shayuan will not do anything to you, and the ancestor will jump out and stomp you in person." Fang Gu replied.

"Mo Fan, you go too?" Zhou Min looked at him in surprise.

"Everyone and vertical are dead, I choose the horizontal one. However, now there are people who can jump in, and I am also worried about a big problem, that is, how can we reach the Shayuan? Don't forget that there are still several kilometers from Anyuan Gate to Shayuan. Those with many undead can play the stacked arhats in these kilometers." Mo Fan replied.

This sentence stumped the people present.

Indeed, Sha Yuan was digging outside, and there were all dead souls, so it was a problem to get there!

"Hmph, do you think we are decorations?" Zhu Menghuzi said with a stern voice.

"We will fight for you a way out!" Du Xiao also took a step forward and said firmly.

"I also made a bet with Li Yujian. Whoever killed the young soul before his death would be the errand in the underworld. Now, I have some hope, and I will kill you if I kill you!!" The presiding judge Shi Zheng was also a bold person.

"If you want to live, this bet will be counted." Li Yujian replied.

Seeing that all the senior officials were willing to make a way for them, Han Ji gradually became shiny in his eyes.

Compared with the dead silence before, this news is enough to inspire people!

I just don’t know how Salang is feeling now.

"In order to prevent Salang from taking the vengeance, I will protect them personally until I reach the Shayuan!" Han Ji also expressed his opinion.

"President, are you going out too?" The mysterious white man said in surprise.

"Sarang is among us. I think with his viciousness, he will definitely silence them in trouble, and I will protect them personally. Does Liang have the courage to die?" Han Ji's tone was cold and cold, completely different from the previous depressed ones.

"Okay, the president is willing to fight side by side with us, what else can we say? All the senior officials who were under house arrest went to fight, leaving some people to defend the city, and prevent the deceased kings from all directions from collectively attacking the barrier." Military Si Yaoting issued an order.

"Zhang Xiaohou, good, our military region is proud of you!" Chief Instructor Feijiao patted Zhang Xiaohou's shoulder heavily.

"The space drift will not take long for the Shayuan to move. We will immediately organize the people who will break out of the undead path. Be sure to send them to the mouth of Shayuan safely!"

"You guys, it's up to you. If you succeed, you are heroes. If you lose, it doesn't matter. Everyone is drinking and talking about it."

"That's better. The more we cry, the happier the Black Holy See, and even if we die, they will feel uncomfortable. **** Black Holy See, if you have the ability, I will go to the Drum Tower and fight you now, and you will beg for mercy!"

"President, what should I do about this Hujin? He is still kneeling there?" asked the mysterious gray man.

"Since this guy dares to appear here, he is probably ready to die for Salang, so that everyone in the city can see his face..." said the president.

Muhe was indeed better prepared for Salang to die, so he knelt there, looking like he was worshiping the gods, and was very crazy!

It is meaningless to kill such people directly, and the best way is to hang up.

If this catastrophe is really resolved, he will be unable to die in peace!!

After sealing Mu He's mind, he hangs Mu He with a nail lock.

But Muhe had already been ready for sacrifice, and he was still laughing wildly, saying the words of the grand ceremony, the god of gods, Salang, and the god of death, from time to time, and from time to time, he was as crazy as a man.

Now no one will pay attention to him. If everyone has a common goal, they will definitely do everything they can to accomplish!

...

"Yaoting, are there only those people that your army can draw?" Han Ji asked.

"There is only these, the inner city needs to stay behind, otherwise we will break out of the city, the safety barrier will be destroyed, and the undead will enter the city, and the result will still be the same..."

"Yes, there are still enough people in the inner city to prevent the Black Holy See from taking advantage of the situation and causing trouble." Lu Xu said.

"There are too few people, this is not enough to kill the evil abyss." said the white man from the mysterious meeting.

"I have a plan, which is to have a relatively large sacrifice... Of course, this is voluntary." Shi Zheng said.

After hearing Shi Zheng's plan, everyone's expression changed suddenly, and everyone shook their heads.

But Shi Zheng insisted, and he said, "I said, this is voluntary. Now we will call up volunteers, whether there is or not, we have to kill them, time is tight."

"Then... don't hide it, let the matter be published."

"The people are all weak, so it is unlikely that they will join, and they are not wizards after all."
Chapter completed!