The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Jiaan immediately fell to the ground, and then heard:

“Knock knock knock knock…”

A large rock in the distance shattered with a thud.

Everyone stared in amazement at the rubble scattered on the ground in the distance.

It's so far away, and it's still made of stone. How did they do that?

The men of the old Sang family and the elders and village chiefs were even more excited at this time.

What Shishi showed them before was all true!

Huo Yunting had never seen the video. He had previously thought that the things the girl took out should be the same as the egg in her hand, and it would take a few breaths of time to react.

The first two are fine, anyone with good lightness skills should be able to dodge them.

But this knock-knock thing can turn a person into a sieve in an instant.

How to hide from this!

Just when Huo Yunting's understanding of the strength of Shishi and Sangjia Village had reached a new level, he heard Sangjiahe shout to everyone in a deep voice:

"Cover your ears and get down!"

When everyone heard this request, although they were confused, they all lay down on the ground obediently.

They were lying down, but everyone still covered their ears and quietly looked up at the Sang family and their next move.

I always feel like I need something bigger.

As expected, everyone saw Sang Jiahe carefully pick up an object with pointed ends and a round middle, and put it into a black cylinder on the ground.

Then he quickly dodged, bent back and hugged his head.

There was a boom.

Everyone felt the ground beneath them shaking.

While everyone was still looking back and around to check the surrounding safety, they heard an old woman's scream.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! Look, old man! Look!"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked and saw that Wang's face was full of shock and excitement, and she was pointing at the other side of the valley with a trembling hand.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of her finger.

"Sigh~"

"Ho~"

"Mom!"

......

Various gasps and exclamations were heard one after another.

It was not for any other reason, but because the lush forest on the opposite side was now covered with smoke and dust, and a large area of it was bare.

For a moment, everyone forgot the panic caused by the loud noise and the earthquake. They stared at the opposite side and even forgot to stand up.

Old Man Sang: Could it be that his father knew that such a great figure would emerge from their Sang family and gave him this name?

Glancing at the Huo family father and son.

What should I do? I really want to shoot that father and son!

Huo Lingxing naturally also saw the scene on the opposite side. He had just been pulled down by his son and was lying down, but now it seemed as if he could never get up again.

The Huo family’s kingdom is in danger!

The scene was eerily quiet for a moment.

After a moment, Sang Jia'an stood up first. He was as calm as usual. He raised his hand to pat the dust off his body, then walked to Huo Lingxing.

He looked down at Huo Yunting's sharp and vigilant eyes without any fear. He smiled and nodded slightly, then reached out to help Huo Lingxing up.

"Haha, it's you boys who are rude. Please don't blame me, sir."

Sang Jiaan's originally light words of apology sounded very sincere. After a pause, he added something with great concern.

"Are you scared, sir?"

Huo Lingxing had not yet recovered from the shock after being forcibly helped up, and his legs were shaking under his robe. If he hadn't had Sang Jiaan's support, he would have fallen down again immediately.

Seeing that Huo Lingxing still looked dazed and had no intention of answering, Sang Jiaan did not continue to speak, but continued to hold his arm and wait quietly.

Huo Lingxing didn't react until everyone else stood up one after another.

He looked at the barren hillside opposite, then at the young man in front of him. His mouth opened and closed for a long time before he uttered a few words:

"Thank you so much!"

Fortunately, he had previously thought that this child was a promising talent.

This person has such a bad heart!

Is there anything that can't be discussed calmly and peacefully?

Why do you have to scare yourself like this!

Upon hearing this, Sang Jiaan ignored his sarcastic tone and smiled softly:

"Haha, as long as you like it, sir.

Sir, is breakfast ready?

Why don't you come to our house for a quick meal and talk about Shishi's trip to Beijing?"

Huo Lingxing was so choked by his words that his face turned blue. Why should he eat? How could he even eat now?

He was the Prince of Daxia, and he had been respected and admired wherever he went since he was a child. When had he ever suffered such humiliation and injustice?

Want to get angry!

Look at the mountain opposite.

Forget it, he's still a kid.

I am a magnanimous person, so I won't bother with him.

Huo Lingxing calmed down in his heart the thundering rage from His Royal Highness the Prince.

Huo Lingxing, feeling extremely aggrieved, could only glare angrily at his unfilial son.

It’s all his fault for leading himself into this den of wolves!

Seeing that his father still had time to glare at him, Huo Yunting touched the tip of his nose guiltily, and signaled him with his eyes to look at the people around him.

Seeing this, Huo Lingxing turned around and saw Sang Jiaan looking at him with a smile on his face.

Oh, I forgot to reply him.

But what can he say in reply now?

Does he have a choice?

"Haha~Okay, okay, okay, as long as you are happy."

His fake smile was his last act of resistance!

Sang Jiaan didn't care whether he was reluctant or not, as long as his goal was achieved.

He turned around and was about to ask the audience to go back, but who would have thought that those people rushed towards him first.

That’s not right. He was rushing towards the weapons behind him.

It would have been fine if these warmongers in Sangjia Village didn't know how to use it before, but after watching the demonstration from those guys, they couldn't wait to try it out.

He had been holding back because he saw that Sang Jiaan and Huo Lingxing still had something to say, but now he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Sang Jiale is a small and round guy. He is the fastest with his short legs and has great ambitions.

He ran forward quickly, holding onto the wooden mechanism and refusing to let go, and shouted desperately in a baby voice:

"Third brother, third brother! Come and teach me!"

This time when Sang Jiaan and his men went up the mountain, they brought a pistol, a submachine gun, a machine gun, a mortar and some ammunition. The rest were hidden under the bed in the room.

So the four weapons were divided up in an instant, and people gathered in groups of three or four, touching them again and again with a look of curiosity and excitement on their faces.

Wow! If they had known these things were so amazing, they should have tried them first when Shishi took out so many last time!

Even though they had seen the video before, they had never heard of those things and their power, so everyone was still a little skeptical at the time.

I'm so regretful now that I'm slapping my thigh!

Those people knew how powerful these things were, so they only dared to touch them gently, for fear that they would touch some mechanism they didn't know about and something would suddenly shoot out and kill them.

A group of people took turns touching it, even Huo Jia and Qin Yuling were no exception, and then they all looked at the four brothers of the old Sang family with eager eyes.