This is true, but these psychics have made the best efforts, and there is no way to go if the result is not good.

Su Mo was very optimistic. In fact, she even felt that as long as humans were immortal, the earth would be theirs one day.

Lu Ruixue hung on Jianxiong's body and shouted Su Mo crisply, "Mom, why isn't Jinjin here?"

Su Mo looked back at her, "Go to bed early, you will see him tomorrow."

"Then I'll go to sleep with him tomorrow. He's very good at telling stories," Lu Ruixue couldn't help but start to recall the hand holding the storybook. His saliva dripped on Jianxiong's chest, causing him to find a piece of paper to wipe it off her mouth.

"Your godfather, my hands are not good-looking? Why do you have to go find that bad guy?"

His hands...

Even Li He couldn't help but show his disgust. He had no other advantages except being big and black.

Lu Ruixue also had the same expression, but she only relaxed a little while her eyes were turned on her father.

Su Mo thinks that things like flower slut may also be inherited.

No matter how terrifying the storm outside was, everyone found a seat to sleep in this few safe place.

Lu Jin, who was located next door, hid in an abandoned underground parking lot with the man and Meng Hao. The man sat on the ground and was thinking about the situation there, and the child.

His lost appearance all fell into Fei Yiyi's eyes. She was really feeling very uncomfortable. She felt that if she didn't do anything, she would definitely be driven crazy by Lu Jin's cold violence and ignorance.

Lin Yao, who looked listless and shrank aside, saw her emotions, raised a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth, reached out to ask her to come over and say a few words in her ear.

"That's just a child. As long as you can kill her without realizing it, Su Mo will not only suffer from pain, Lu Jin will also come to you."

"You just need to... comfort him."

Fei Yiyi touched the short knife that she had just bought on her waist, and her eyes became brighter little by little.

She can't afford to offend a strong man, but a child...what is she afraid of?!

...

The storm ended at noon the next day. Su Mo got up from the floor and prepared simple white porridge for everyone as breakfast. After soaking milk for the children, everyone packed their luggage and prepared to go out.

Lu Ruixue slept on Jianxiong's chest all night. Even when he got up, he was reluctant to leave the artificial electric blanket. He hugged lazily and yawned, "Mom, are we going to leave here?"

"Well, I can't leave if I don't leave."

Throwing all the things into the space, Lu Chen removed the frozen ice wall at the gate, and poured the extremely cold wind into the warehouse.

Except for Lu Ruixue who did not drink spicy scht, the rest of the people still did not feel very cold at all about the cold wind blowing.

Even the weather outside is like it is just beginning of spring, and they can only feel a little coolness.

The difference between the intermediate and the department level is indeed very big.

Lu Chen and Rongbai took the lead in typing the evil man walked out of the warehouse.

There were already a large area of ​​ruins and destroyed houses outside. The snow on the ground had been paved with a thick layer. When I stepped on it, I reached the position of my calf.

"We may not be able to finish the journey this month." Su Mo turned around and covered the child's mouth and nose, and then said to Jianxiong: "Try to warm her as much as possible."

"Don't worry, sister."

Along the way, ordinary people came out of the house one after another. They knew they were leaving today and followed them with the biting coldness.

Some psychics will find people who survive in the collapsed houses, and will kindly help.

Rongbai also ordered a team of people to go down and treat the people who might be buried under the ruins.

When he arrived at the gate of the refugee camp, Li Qian found that there were three thousand ordinary people who were supposed to be transferred with them, but by noon today, it was halfway down, and it might not have been there yet.

He pushed his glasses and said, "A lot of people died or are not coming."

Feng Yao and Jin Han came out of the garage where the car was placed at the door. Their people were in good condition.

Feng Yao was originally a fire-type person and didn't feel very cold. He walked to Rong Bai and said, "The car is fine, when will we set off?"

"When my people come back, they are all here, let's go."

Rong Bai took a last look at the refugee camp where they had been in the refugee camp for more than half a year, and was reluctant to leave, "I hope I can come back if I have the chance."

Su Mo also turned around and looked at it. Although most of the places were turned into ruins, it did not affect their many wonderful memories.

Ling Ye brought his friends over, and the parents of these children were five or six meters away.

Su Mo felt at ease when he saw them being escorted by soldiers onto the modified bus, but fortunately everyone was fine.

After all the abilities arrived, there were also a few familiar faces among the nearly 1,500 ordinary people, Cha Mi and the rich middle-aged man with a dead grandson, and...

Zhao Li, who has been tortured, is a different person.

Although he is a fire-type psychic, he has completely become a plaything for these same-sex psychics.

Except for the murderous intent that burst out when he saw Zhao Changsheng and Su Mo, he always looked lifeless at the rest.

The psychics have good physical fitness, and Zhao Li is not easily damaged, so these tall and powerful perverts are not far away from him and let him die in this ice and snow.

Everyone got on their own armed vehicles, and Lu Chen's vehicle started, and a convoy that stretched for nearly a thousand meters set off in a mighty manner.

It was almost the same time difference as them. When Lu Ruixue was lying on the window and watching the snow, she caught Lu Jin's convoy not far away from them and was moving closer to them.

She rolled down the car window excitedly and shouted outside, "Jin Jin! Are you okay?"

Lu Jin, who was close to them and merged into a convoy, asked someone to drive alongside Jianxiong's chariot.

Lu Jin frowned and looked at her face that turned red when she was blown by the cold wind, "Get in, it's cold outside."

"Jin Jin! Let me see your hand! I'm injured! I'm going in if I'm not injured!"

Lu Ruixue stared at his window and looked at him with a slight gaze.

Even Jianxiong couldn't stand this hand-loving fetish. "Xuexue, although you are still a baby, as a lady, you should exercise your reserve. You can't grow up by licking other people's hands all your life."

Lu Ruixue was not afraid of his serious education, but just watched Lu Jin raise his master and take off his gloves and stretch out from the car window to make it feel so that the girl could touch it.
Chapter completed!