Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

A dull roar came from the earth. The mountains, forests, fields, and everything that could be seen were swaying up and down and shaking left and right.

All of them stumbled around like drunken clay figures.

Every collision left scars and dust all over the ground.

Above the wilderness, the mountains are rolling and undulating, and at this moment, they look like the slowly rippling surface of a lake.

Every now and then there would be a loud bang, cutting off and blowing up the surroundings, leaving a mess on the ground.

The endless mountains seem to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands, kneading and rolling them into a round shape.

Countless peaks, whether adjacent to each other or separated by thousands of miles, all collide with each other.

Either they merge into one, or they turn into dust and scatter across the vast earth.

Even the highest mountain in Dongxia Kingdom roared with a loud bang, as if doomsday had come.

The huge roar killed the animals in the mountains and forests.

Red magma shot up into the sky, and black smoke mixed with lightning swept across the sky in an instant.

The erupting volcano devours all living things with devastating force.

The magma rolled down like a burning, roaring river, corroding the earth and ruthlessly harvesting animals and plants.

In the direction of the capital, Hua Moxiu and others who were chasing wild boars were not paying attention and were thrown into the herd of pigs.

When danger occurred, the bracelet on the wrist emitted light, accurately protecting the wild boars and everyone.

As lucky as them are the villagers of Shangxing Village.

Being protected by several furry creatures, Old Mrs. Li had moist eyes and huddled together with her mother-in-law, Huang.

The other children were initially frightened and crying, but were later attracted by the strange sights around them and gradually lay on the bubbles to watch.

Mrs. Li was in a state of anxiety, worrying about her children at home. "Old man, what should we do? Xi'er and Qingyu are still in the mountains."

Old Master Li frowned as he looked at the village which had changed drastically.

In all his years of life, he had never seen anything like what happened today.

Reaching out and holding his wife's hand, Mr. Li said in a deep voice: "Qingyu is a blessed child.

Xi'er survived a great disaster, and will surely have good fortune in the future."

The people who came to help also nodded, "Yes, let's not scare ourselves."

"Ah~" The craftsmen sighed and talked about it, "I wonder if this kind of phenomenon has appeared in other places."

They didn't know that other places were already riddled with holes, and all life was wailing in fear.

In the last second he was kneeling on the ground, praying for God's blessing, and in the next second he fell into a dark cave.

Some were killed by flying rocks, and some had half of their bodies disappeared.

Loved ones are in pain, living beings are wailing, and all things are mourning.

They looked up, they knelt on the ground, witnessing the hellish scene, but they were powerless to do anything.

"Oh my God!" The survivors cried with tears streaming down their cheeks.

Dark clouds appeared out of nowhere and rolled in from the sky.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, thunder rumbled, mixed with lightning, illuminating a world that was undergoing tremendous changes.

Tick ​​tock!

Raindrops as big as beans fell one by one.

The crying people let the heavy rain beat down on them!

The rain fell recklessly, as if it was weeping and grieving with all living things.

Between heaven and earth, there were only wailing sounds, and the lingering thunder and rain.

Everything happened so fast. It was a clear sky just now, but in the blink of an eye it was raining heavily.

Even Xia Qingyu didn't react, she could no longer see what was on the ground.

Suspended in the air, Xia Qingyu looked quietly through the rain with a heavy expression.

Now, she didn't need to deliberately feel the breath of heaven and earth, and everything she touched around her was very depressing.

Facing the heavy rain, Xia Qingyu urged the butterfly fruit to slowly float up.