Chapter 919：

The already precarious city wall finally collapsed, and more low-level ghosts rushed into the city, which made Yan Xiang roar.

Yan Xiang's eyes were split, watching the orc subordinates beside him fall one by one, his heart was ashes.

"die!"

Augsger used his last ounce of strength to kill the second eighth-order ghost by tricks, but he was unable to fight any more.

He also relies on his rich combat experience to succeed.

ahem...

Augsger coughed, blood spurting out of his mouth.

He looked back at the ruined Ten Thousand Demons City, the collapsed houses, the corpses of city residents everywhere, and the raging fire, all of which said that Ten Thousand Demons City was over.

/Xo/

The low-level phantom roared and did not dare to approach Augsger. After all, there were two eighth-level phantom corpses lying beside him.

On the other side, the Holy Sun City is located.

The virtual ghost is also attacking Shengyang City, but the situation is much better than Wan Yaocheng.

On the broken city wall, the Holy Sun City Lord, Li Ergu, the black-haired demon, Zhizhu and the White Walkers are defending against the attack of the virtual ghosts.

It is precisely because of the existence of the White Walkers that the Holy Sun City can be temporarily safe.

The White Walkers grinned, pounced on the nearest ghost, and killed it with ease.

Li Ergu's face was exhausted, and the bone gun in his hand was stained black by the blood of the ghost.

"You should rest for a while." Zhi Zhu whispered.

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His black hair floated up and twisted into a strand, easily piercing the low-level ghost's head.

"No, I'm just worried about the small bones." Li Ergu took a deep breath and used his awakening ability. Bone spurs grew on the city wall, stringing the approaching ghosts into strings.

Zhi Zhu glanced at Li Ergu and reassured: "She's in Xuanwu City, she'll be fine."

Li Ergu sighed, his daughter is not around, no matter where she is, as a father, he will always be worried.

The number of ghosts attacking Shengyang City is not 460, and it is estimated that there are 2,000 low-level ghosts.

There are nearly a hundred high-level ghosts that can fly

The strongest among them is only the seventh-order virtual ghost.

City Lord Shengyang did not take action, but just watched quietly, letting the White Walkers and the two leaders fight against the ghosts in front of him.

He wants to save his stamina and beware of the appearance of more powerful ghosts.

In the past three days, there have been three waves of ghosts attacking Shengyang City, and none of the eighth-order ghosts have appeared. Relying on the other ghosts and the commander, they all defended.

Sacred Sun City was not without losses. In the battle, high-level ghosts entered the city, causing a lot of casualties.

"Don't be distracted." The hoarse voice of the Holy Sun City Lord sounded.

Li Ergu is heartbroken

I can only temporarily suppress my worries about my daughter

Focus on fighting ghosts.

City Lord Shengyang snorted coldly and focused his attention on the White Walkers, rejoicing in his heart.

Before leaving Sacred Sun City to participate in the Holy Land Council, he secretly instructed his subordinates to continue refining the White Ghosts, so that he could successfully resist the Void Ghosts when the wave of Void Ghosts arrived.

"Even if it doesn't cooperate with Xuanwu City, Shengyang City can survive the ghost tide." The Lord of Shengyang City sneered.

More and more ghosts were killed by the White Walkers, much to the relief of everyone on the wall.

Zhi Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to himself: "Although refining the White Walkers is cruel, the effect is still very good..."

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1093: Full of hope for future life. (1 more)

In the outer city of Xuanwu City, there are a total of five underground bomb shelters, each of the four acropolis has one underground, and the fifth is underground in the business district. The people of the oasis, as well as the survivors of Beihai Dacheng, were arranged to live in the underground bomb shelter of the No. 2 Acropolis.

The person in charge of this is Hai Die, the person in charge of the No. 2 Acropolis.

The three elders of the oasis and Bouvier all went to Shanhaiguan to help, and the arrangement of the staff can only be left to Haidie.

There is another reason,

It's because Acropolis No. 2 is the closest to the oasis

Take it easy when carrying the wounded.

step on???

Hai Die took two deputies, walked through the two-meter-thick doorway, and walked down the stairs.

At the end of the stairs is a huge glazed door, which is wide open at this time, and there are two city guards guarding the door.

"Lord Haidie!" The city defense army raised his hand and gave a military salute.

"Yeah." Hai Die lowered her eyes and responded, stepping through the heavy gate and into the underground air-raid shelter.

In the underground air-raid shelter, the citizens of Beihai Dacheng were settled together, occupying the north corner of the air-raid shelter.

The people in the oasis were settled in the west corner, waiting for the ghost tide to end before they left.

"Cough, it's so nice here." In several huge animal skin tents, someone sighed while coughing.

The people in the tent are all survivors of the big city of Beihai. After taking the healing medicine, they are here to recuperate and rest.

The injuries on their bodies have improved a lot, and the complexion on their faces looks much better than yesterday.

Inside the tent, the big man wrapped in sackcloth grinned and said:

"The city lord of Xuanwu is really a good man. He took us in and healed us."

"Yeah, he also gave us water and food for free. What a nice person." Another wounded sighed with red eyes.

"It's still safe here, don't worry about being killed by the ghost."

"From now on, we will be people of Xuanwu City.

In the tent, the big men chatted ramble, full of hope for the future life.

The other animal skin tent was also unsettled. The wounded women were weeping, missing their families, and at the same time, they were afraid of the ghost tide.

"I miss father and mother..."

In the corner of the tent, a thirteen-year-old girl hugged her legs and cried with red eyes.

"Xiao Zi, don't cry anymore, you'll be blinded if you continue to cry," another woman comforted. The little girl's name is Xiao Zi, and both her father and mother died under the claws of the ghost.

The little girl was able to survive by virtue of her own awakening ability.

"I, I can't help it..." Xiao Zi bit her lower lip, and the tears grew even more.

"Alas, poor child, I am alone." The women sighed.

Someone reassured: "It will be fine in the future. Listen to the Lord of the City, Xuanwu City will arrange a house and work for us, and it will be better than the big city of Beihai."

"is that true?"

"Impossible, Xuanwu City Lord would be so kind?"

The women talked at length, some believed and some doubted.

call..

At this time, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Hai Die walked into the tent with his deputy.

The appearance of the sea butterfly made the tent quiet down.

"Are you still used to living here?" she asked softly.

"Habit, it's very good here." The daring person responded quickly.

Although the air-raid shelter is underground, the air quality is no worse than the ground, thanks to the roots of the living tree.

The roots of the tree of life are all over the entire back of the rock turtle tortoise, and some of the roots pass under the dugout, purifying the air in the dugout and delivering fresh air in.

Hai Die nodded slowly and said in a clear voice, "That's good, there will be someone to bring food and drink in the evening, just say if it's not enough."

"Okay, okay..." The women nodded again and again, with expressions of gratitude on their faces.

"How is the injury on the body? Has it worsened?" Hai Dieyou was concerned about the injury.

"No, the injury is getting better, thank you for your concern."

"I can move around now, and I should be able to recover in a day or two."

The people in the tent were chattering, and the words of gratitude were said over and over again.

Hai Die listened carefully and responded with a few words from time to time.

Xiao Zi raised her head and suddenly asked, "Sir, can you find the bodies of my father and mother?"

Hai Die looked at the purple-haired girl with tears in her eyes and sighed inwardly.

As far as she knew, when Bouvier left the big city of Beihai, she set fire to the bodies of the dead city residents and ghost ghosts.

If nothing else, the girl's family would have been burned to ashes.

Hai Die shook her head: "I can't find it."

"...That's it." Xiao Zi bit her lower lip and lowered her head to continue in a daze.

"Little Zi, if you want to open up, life always has to look forward."

"Yeah, as long as you live well and grow up safely, your father and mother will definitely be relieved." The women comforted the little girl, but the more she said, the more sad the little girl cried.

Hai Die was also helpless, and could only rely on the little girl to figure it out on her own.

She turned to leave, and went to see other tents.

The three of them went to several other tents, and two hours had passed after the warm welcome.

When Hai Die left the air-raid shelter, she still had an expression of sighing and sighing on her face. As long as anyone who is not blind, knows that Xuanwu City is good.

The female deputy asked curiously: "Master Haidie, will they all live in our Acropolis in the future?"

"It will be distributed and arranged to live in

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an acropolis. " Hai Die responded casually.

Yue Qinlan told her that people from the same faction cannot all live together, and troubles can easily arise.

Another female deputy asked in a crisp voice, "Some of them are orphans, are they going to be sent to the orphanage in the inner city?"

Hai Die frowned and thought about it, then shook her head and said, "You don't have to send it to the inner city. I plan to open a welfare home in the Acropolis to take in those children."

"Then you have to talk to the secretary about this." The female deputy nodded.

"Well, let's wait for the end of the ghost tide." Hai Die replied absentmindedly.

She remembered the purple-haired girl in the bomb shelter, and remembered that Yue Qinlan had mentioned that the inner city palace was going to recruit a few more maids, and the other party needed to have a clear origin and a clean background.

There are two palaces in the inner city. The liaison room needs to be stationed every day. The maids have to take care of Mu Liang and others' daily life, cleaning the palace, garden management, running errands, etc. The existing maids are already too busy. .

Hai Die (Wang's) whispered to herself: "She should be very suitable."

The female deputy glanced at each other, not knowing what Hai Die meant, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Boom~~~

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the roars of rock turtles sounded in the ears.

hoo hoo hoo???

"What's wrong?" The female deputy exclaimed, and Mei Mu looked around blankly, wondering what happened.

"Look, there are so many ghosts!" Another female deputy also exclaimed, pointing to the **** sky. Hai Die quickly turned her head to look, and in the distance in the distance, hundreds of thousands of virtual ghosts rushed into the sky. Her face changed drastically, and she turned her head and ordered urgently: "Quick, tell everyone still on the ground to go into the air-raid shelter."