After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

The crowd became excited instantly, and then the pair of pale, bony hands grabbed the muddy soil bit by bit and struggled to crawl out.

One, two...eight!

Only eight out of three hundred people survived, but they are the hope for Dali's future.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes, and asked someone to carry the survivor out and send him to the clinic for treatment.

The eight people hadn't reacted yet. When the soldiers came over, they subconsciously twitched and dodged. Zhao Ying said, "Don't be afraid. We are here to save you. You are saved. The murderers who killed you have been killed. From now on, you are free!"

The night rain was like a curtain, shrouding Zhao Ying's voice. After a long while, a sob broke out among the eight people. Soon after, the crying sounded like the rain, continuous and uninterrupted.

The crying sounded both sad and happy, and it sounded thick and heavy in the ears.

Among the eight survivors, there were men and women, old and young, and a pregnant woman whose skin was pale and whose lower abdomen was bulging...

Everyone's heart skipped a beat when they saw the pregnant woman.

Several people were sent to the clinic for treatment. Zhao Ying took Shangguan Qingyue and was about to leave. When he turned around, the silent little guy was still looking back at the evil high wall. A group of soldiers were bending down and crawling in to search for the remaining survivors.

Shangguan Qingyue's eyebrows tightened, and he sighed silently in his heart, [Ah...]

[There is clearly no breath of the living. The souls of these people are obsessed and don't want to leave their bodies, but they won't live for much longer. Fortunately, it is night. If it were daytime, they would probably be sunburned and their souls would be scattered. Ghosts can't stand the sun. How pitiful.]

Zhao Ying's heart sank.

ghost……

So, she thought that the pregnant woman in Dali was pregnant with a ghost baby?

Shangguan Qingyue concentrated and calculated, and immediately figured out what had happened, and his face froze.

[The way of heaven is so unfair. Someone killed so many people and committed a heinous crime, but he was able to start a new life after his death. I just burned a few hairs, but I had to deduct so many merits from me. How abominable! ]

[I am so unlucky because of these evil people. The world has become so polluted for no reason! ]

[Heavenly Dao, are you blind? I am the product of turbid air, not the source of turbid air. What does the imbalance of clarity and turbidity have to do with me?]

[If you keep relying on me, I will kill you all! Kill you all! ]

The little fellow walked with his arms crossed, looking very angry.

Above my head, there was a loud rumbling sound of thunder, and occasionally a few bolts of lightning struck, deafening.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying, who was standing by, hugged her baby and protected him.

In her heart, she had already vaguely realized that her Yue'er was not an ordinary kid. He could call the wind and rain, glow all over, and even flatten a mountain in an instant... He was truly amazing!

She also knew that her son had a bad relationship with things in the sky. For example, she always cursed the sky, and then thunder would sound, as if it was going to strike her son down. So, she thought that the thunder that suddenly appeared this time was coming to strike her son again.

Deceiving too much!

She really wanted to have a fight with God. Why did he kill her daughter? !

"It's so noisy!"

The little guy suddenly looked up at the sky, and a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, snap!

"You hit me so many times! I'm really going to get angry! Do you think I'm a fool because I can't get angry?"

[What the hell! You always criticize me in front of my mother. I lose face!]

Zhao Ying: ...

"I'll also let you experience the feeling of being struck by lightning and drenched by rain!"

As he spoke, the little fellow pouted his lips and stomped his feet, as if he was exerting some strength.

The thunder drowned out the little girl's voice. The people around her didn't hear her words clearly, and even if they did, they didn't take it seriously.

But the next second.

【Return! 】

The rain stopped instantly.

Everyone looked at it in surprise, and then were stunned.

The raindrops hung in the air, paused for a while, and then rose.

The heavy drizzle actually flowed back into the sky!

Not only that, the rumbling thunder gradually faded away, as if it exploded in the higher sky, extremely dull. The lightning that had just flashed down from the sky paused for a moment, and then flashed back along the original path... like silver iron flowers, exploding one by one.

So beautiful.

The light disappeared, revealing a dark crack in the pistil, which then closed in an instant.

The amazing sight before them made everyone drop their jaws.

This is... this is... what is going on?

There was a constant "dong dong dong" sound in the sky, like the sound of a drum, but the sound was so far away. Everyone suddenly had a strange idea. They say that the sky splits people, so is this called splitting the sky?

No, no, who can split the sky?

Even the ancient god, the legendary Father of Creation, can't do it, right?

That's God!

[I’ll chop you to death! I’ll chop you to death! ]

Shangguan Qingyue clenched his two fists tightly, his face was wrinkled, and his neck was shrunk, as if he was exerting all his strength to wrestle with the way of heaven.

Suddenly, countless white lightning appeared, stood upright, and then shot into the sky like arrows. For a moment, the sky was full of lightning and sparks.

Zhao Ying looked at her child in disbelief. This was too... too awesome!

Her daughter split the sky in anger? ?

Has she been too busy lately and is a little out of her mind?

Zhao Ying looked at the little girl's increasingly red face, and was afraid that she would use too much strength and hurt herself, so she bent down and picked up Shangguan Qingyue.

Spell casting interrupted!

"Why is Yue'er's face so red?" Zhao Ying did not point it out.

Shangguan Qingyue listened to his mother's voice, and his tense little body softened instantly. He rested his chin on Zhao Ying's shoulder and replied lazily, "Mom, I'm fine."

"Hey, why is it raining again?"

Nanny Li asked curiously, and Zhao Ying then realized that the rain had started again, or in other words, the rain had come back.

But the thunder and lightning disappeared.

The surroundings returned to silence.

Zhao Ying carried Shangguan Qingyue to the clinic. The eight survivors had already been treated. Zhao Ying remembered what Shangguan Qingyue said, that they were all ghosts and obsessions, and couldn't help sighing.

People are all afraid of ghosts, but for some reason, these ghosts did not give people a spooky and weird feeling. Instead, they seemed fragile and vulnerable.

Zhao Ying stepped forward and everyone greeted him. The few living people also wanted to greet him, but were stopped by Zhao Ying.

"No gift!"

An old man with both eyes black and blue, who was so thin that only skin and bones remained, stood up. His skin was pale due to not seeing the light for a long time, and was covered with bacterial warts that only dead people would have.

The doctors found nothing unusual. They thought the patient's deathly aura meant he wouldn't live long, but they didn't expect that he had actually died a long time ago.

The old man knelt down, his old voice trembling and rough, "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess, thank you, Your Highness!"

The old man burst into tears, expressing his gratitude to Zhao Ying and the soldiers, his hatred for the foreign invaders, and his despair and misery...

Zhao Ying felt that he was not interested in this and seemed to be asking for something.

Sure enough, after the old man finished speaking, he exchanged glances with the tribesmen, turned back and said firmly, "Your Highness, we...will not survive this night. When the sun rises, we will be destroyed!"

These words shocked everyone.

"This……"

"Over the years, many people in Dali have died or been buried. Only eight of us are left. Liu and his people are determined to wipe out our race. They did this because they thought that if the eight of us died, the Dali lineage would disappear from this world."

"But they don't know that we have a backup plan! Several decades ago, Chief Chu sent his beloved daughter out of Dali. This girl is extraordinary. If she were still alive, she would be the root of Dali. She would carry the blood of Dali and the civilization would continue forever..."

"I beg Your Highness to help me find her!"

Zhao Ying remembered that Liang Su had told her that the Chu family had a baby girl who was regarded as a potential immortal and was taken away.