Transcending the Nine Heavens

Looking at the conversation with Xie Danfeng dust, Chu Yang finally let go.

Talking about recovery is moving towards the good side.

It's something he'd love to see.

As for Tian Lan City today, the Lan family has disappeared and become completely defenceless.

Chu Yang was wondering whether it was possible to occupy here.

Looking at Mo Tianjin, Mo Tianjin is also contemplating. Obviously, they were thinking the same thing.

“Look, if it's established here... its own power?” Chuyang questioned.

“It's a big piece of cake.” Mo Tianjin sighed: "Unfortunately, with our present strength, we cannot swallow it. It's a shame to give up, but... we have no choice. ”

Chu Yang sighed too.

In this verse, he also thought about it, but in the face of a temptation of such magnitude as the foundation; Chuyang was still a little greedy.

The foundations are to be established, but the foundations must not be the Chu family!

The Chu family, that's their home; Chu Yang only wants to be a simple home, not want it to become a battlefield.

“But it would also be possible to build a secret force here.” Mo Tiandao: “Long live the Lanjia, this vast area, the disobedient, this power can guide. But… in what name should this power be directed… is a question. ”

Chu Yang nodded: “I don't care about this, you handle it. ”

Mo Tianyang smoked the corner of the machine mouth and knew that it was the result: once you discussed something, as long as you participated in the discussion, Chuyang would finally throw out a certain sentence: You get it done!

The three of them walked all the way out, walking, thinking about things.

When he walked out of the ruins of the Lan family and onto the street, he was suddenly shocked.

Most of the houses on either side of the street have been shaped, and each house, starting from the foundation, has cracked open its mouth and is already in danger.

There's a lot more, and it's collapsed.

This is Tian Lan city center street, and the building is the strongest, but under this fierce impact, even the strongest houses, the best preserved houses, are clearly uninhabitable.

In the face of natural and man-made calamities, which are crowded with fearful people on the streets, it seems that millions of years ago the unevolved state has been restored: a sense of security can be achieved only in the most populated places.

But… the most populated place is precisely the fastest spreading place of fear and anxiety, and at this time the most manic and dangerous place!

Watching the three Chuyang people come out, everyone's eyes with good pleasure and anxiety, a lot of people, all scared to start shaking.

It seems that the three men in front of them are the King of Murder, they can eat people at will.

The three of them walked silently across the street, moving forward; the more they walked, the more dilapidated houses were.

Mo Tianqiang's face became increasingly calm and scary. Seems to condense normally.

Chu Yang knew that whenever Mo Tianjin's face appeared like this, it was in his heart that he was truly uneasy.

The immense depression in front of us makes Mo Tiantian's heart very stressful. Though he is apparently often, and sometimes does, resort to means…, every time he sees the devastating consequences of his actions, Mo Tianqi's heart will never be as strong as he says it is.

There was a terrible cry ahead, and a mourning.

The three accelerated their footsteps.

Only in front of a hot bun stall, a woman was falling on the floor, begging constantly, and beside her, a fat man, desperately grabbing something from her.

Chu Yang noticed, but it was a white bun, which was also dusty at this moment. “Please, give me this bun...” The woman's mouth is covered in blood, stained with blood, and cried like a collapse: “Please... give it to me, I haven't eaten in more than a day... the house suddenly collapsed, her father and her brother were all smashed... smashed to death... I'm the only child... my child hasn't eaten all day and night... please..."

Chuyang stopped and saw a bloody stain on the woman's head, her right arm unnaturally twisted; but her left hand grabbed the bun dead. In her arms, she also held a little girl, with her already crushed right arm dead ring, the little girl was only three or four years old, a bruise on her forehead, holding her head powerlessly, seemed dizzy...

The huge man tried so hard to rob: “But my whole family is waiting to eat too, waiting to eat too... this is a natural and man-made disaster, steaming a pot of buns and then getting robbed... how can we live...”

“Please... just let me take a bite... can I take a bite... I won't take a bite...” The woman cried in agony: "Li Zhuang, Li Zhuang's father and you were brothers too, the two of us have always made friends... your father died last year, or his father helped to cook... please... Li Zhuang, just give me this bun... poor family of four, overnight evil comes from the sky... there is only blood left...”

The fat Li master cabinet was just forbidden to rob: “Those are just the past... now it's just one bun, everything else has been robbed... give them back! ”

Suddenly he grabbed the woman's wrist and broke her fingers. The woman shouted terribly, begging her, blood kept spraying out of her mouth.

The buns are fragile, both of them dare not push on the buns. If they are suddenly scratched, there is a large group of hungry people next to them.

The so-called courtesy, shame, loyalty and filial holidays are so insignificant in the face of life and death.

The woman screamed, her fingers were broken raw by the Li master cabinet, and the bun also reached the Li master cabinet.

The woman was desperate for a moment and suddenly burst onto the ground, banging her head: “Li Zhuang, Li Zhuang, please... just give me a little bite... just a little bit...”

Li Zheng's face was brutal and there was some guilt. He backed away: “No, no, no...”

Suddenly, Li Zheng placed a hand on his shoulder. Mo Tianqiang stepped forward and grabbed the bun in his hand. "Get lost!” Li Zhuang's cabinet was still screaming. He was slapped in the face by Mo Tianjin. The flying man fell out like a flying man. Halfway through the sky, his mouth was full of teeth sprayed out.

Mo Tianqiao pinched his hand and stood with blood and dust in his hand. He took a step forward and bowed down gently, sending the bun to the woman.

The woman still kowtowed wildly, banging and moaning; suddenly she found an extra bun in front of her and stayed for a while.

Then he picked up the buns and sent them to his daughter, who was unconscious in her arms. Perhaps the scent of the buns restored the little man. The little girl opened her eyes slowly and cried: “Mom... I'm hungry...”

“Hungry... Mom here has buns, take a bite, take a bite..." The woman forcefully sent the buns to her daughter, but the buns are getting further away from her daughter's mouth.

The blood fountain in the women's population generally came out, and the colour of the eyes had spread. “Eat... eat the buns... eat not hungry...”

Chu Yang had an acid in his heart and suddenly felt that his eyes were a little wet.

From his surgery, it can be seen naturally that this woman has already been fatally and severely injured. Her shoulder is almost broken and her ribs are broken. Several broken ribs have been inserted into her lungs and heart...

I'm afraid when the house collapsed, it was supposed to be dead.

But she escaped with her daughter in her arms. Those who should have died long ago actually came here with their daughter in their arms. In order to give her a chance, she fought with a fat man with such a body for such a long time...

No wonder her mouth was bleeding.

Chuyang really didn't know what kind of power was supporting her, supporting the soul that should have dissipated for a day, to this day.

Perhaps if Mo Tianyang didn't help her get the buns back, she would still hold on, complain, beg, until she ran out... then the blood of her broken heart?

But Mo Tianqiao took back the bun and suddenly let her fulfill her wish.

The little girl tears her heart out and cries, but the lady's hand slowly falls in the air.

Her eyes widened and she turned slowly, looking at Mo Tianqiang, her eyes revealing a heartbreaking, desperate cry.

Mo Tianmachi just felt his heart hit hard, couldn't help but violently vibrate his heart, beat up.

Against this poor mother, Mo Tianju suddenly bent his legs slowly, then... he... knelt down!

A supreme master, the master of the divine discipline and master of the planet; no one, including Chu Yang, has changed his ways of doing things, nor has anyone shaken his heart.

He always sees only purpose and no pity. Even so, it was immediately erased.

He has always believed that those who become great shall not have the mercy of women! All he has to do is succeed… even trample on the tens of millions of corpses!

But now he's shaking.

He knelt so humbly before this ordinary, dying woman.

In everyone's eyes, a young noble man in white, snowy clothes, was kneeling in front of an ordinary mother in the dust and ruins!

For a moment, suddenly the collective silence!

Mo Tianzheng knelt up straight, and then he reached out and made a hug move.

The woman's eyes lit up and suddenly desperately sent the bun in her hand and the daughter in her arms to Mo Tianju. Her body, already a little stiff, but her face, at this moment, is full of gratitude, full of pleading...

Mo Tianju caught the girl's tiny body with his hands, firm but gentle.

The woman looked at her daughter and looked at Mo Tianqiang. Her fingers moved slightly. She seemed to feel that her daughter was no longer in her hand and was safe...

Then she was ecstatic, and she made a 'howling’ sound in her throat, looking at Mo Tianjin with gratitude, and suddenly she pounded her head on the ground and hit her head heavily.

Then her body held this position and suddenly became stiff.

She was relieved that the young man, holding his daughter's hand, was so gentle, he could certainly take care of her.

So she won't last any longer.

Mo Tianqiang held the little girl in her arms, kneeling upright, the expression on her face was gorgeous, I didn't know what it was like, the sun shone obliquely, pulling his figure long...

…… (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)