Forty Millenniums of Cultivation-Chapter 3519 : Side Story: city of trapped beasts (Ⅶ)

"I know,"

Yang Yi said coldly, "stop talking. Go to sleep!

"Oh."

Ding Lingdang retracted her head again.

However, when Yang Yi's gaze swept over, he found that the little girl's eyes were still wide open, as if she was deep in thought.

"Uncle yang, can you answer my last question?"

why? "ding Lingdang asked carefully. since you know hyenas so well, do you think that he is only using his wife as a pretense, or does he really like her a little?"

This question made Yang Yi silent for a long time.

For a long, long time.

"How would I know?"

It was only when the little girl could not hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep that Yang Yi muttered, "how could I know?"

Mother's apology

Yang Yi originally wanted to keep watch alone.

Ding Lingdang, however, insisted on taking shifts with him.

Yang Yi was not very sleepy.

But he could not resist the temptation to return home and to his wife's side in his sleep.

Unfortunately, this time, he narrowed his eyes, but he could not go back to that sweet dream no matter what.

There was only darkness, pursuit, deception, and slaughter in front of him.

It was not until ding Lingdang's cheers woke him up again that he realized that dawn had come when he saw the light shining through the manhole cover.

Yang Yi struggled to get up. He felt as if his body was as heavy as lead, and a dull pain came from his internal organs.

His injuries were too severe.

It was not something that could be solved with simple bandaging.

It was likely to leave behind irreversible after-effects.

But now, he couldn't care much.

Yang Yi gritted his teeth and used both his hands and feet to crawl to the bottom of the manhole cover to take a closer look.

Although there were still dark clouds rolling in the sky, the haze in many places had been torn apart by the Golden sunlight, revealing an Azure color.

The thunderstorm area surrounding the city was also much smaller than last night, and its momentum had weakened a lot.

the news should have been sent out. Reinforcements will be here soon!

Yang Yi's spirit was lifted.

However, this was not the main reason for ding Lingdang's joy.

"Uncle yang, I received a message from my mother!"

The little girl waved her portable crystal processor in high spirits.

The spiritual crane message in his crystal processor must have been sent very early yesterday.

However, due to the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the serious electromagnetic interference, it had been blocked halfway.

It was not until the morning when the thunderstorm gradually subsided and the interference was weaker and weaker that the information contained in the spiritual crane was finally transmitted to ding Lingdang's portable crystal processor.

Although the spiritual Nexus was still paralyzed, the stored information could be read.

The little girl hurriedly activated the crystal processor and asked Yang Yi to share it with her.

As a small 3D light beam slowly unfolded on the top of the portable crystal processor, a vigorous female warrior in armor appeared on the picture. She looked valiant and heroic, like an enlarged version of ding Lingdang.

However, there was no telling whether the electromagnetic interference was still there or the internal components of the portable crystal processor were damaged after the arduous journey, but the picture became twisted and fuzzy again after it was clear for only a moment.

It was as if a thick layer of fog was covering the female martial artist's surroundings.

The female warrior's voice seemed to come from the depths of the thick fog. It was faint and intermittent.

"Xiaoling, mommy has thought about it for a long time, and I still feel that I should say 'sorry' to you."

The female martial artist in the fog smiled and said, "mom knows that you don't want to be a literary-type cultivator, but she still forces you to learn the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

if becoming a literary-type cultivator is mom's dream, then mom should do it herself and learn the four Arts. How can I force my dream on you? "

"Eh?"

mother? "ding Lingdang's big eyes were full of confusion when she heard that. She mumbled to herself," what's wrong with my mother? is she so reasonable? "

actually, mom knows that you want to be like me, to become a martial artist.

The female warrior continued, " even if you obey me on the surface, you have never given up on your dream. Even when you pretend to be a refiner like your father, it is only for the sake of becoming a sword cultivator and mastering all kinds of aggressive magical equipment.

"Aiya!"

Ding Lingdang stuck out her tongue, looking guilty. so, mom knew it all along!

This was the spiritual crane message sent yesterday. The female martial artist in the fog naturally could not hear ding Lingdang's reply. She only continued,

"In the past, it was your father who stopped me from exposing your little tricks.

"Now, mom has really thought it through. I won't stop you from pursuing your dream.

"Under the pretense of artifact refining, what can you achieve by secretly learning a few moves from cultivators? from today onwards, Xiaoling, you can learn martial arts openly. It's either we don't learn it, or if we do, we'll make a name for ourselves and strive to become the number one in the Federation and the strongest in Tengen!

Speaking of which, the path of a martial artist is really a road full of thorns and flames. It's a road full of difficulties and obstacles. If you really can't go on, there's no need to force yourself and be depressed.

there is more than one path in life. No matter what you become in the future, as long as you can be happy every day, like a tinkling wind chime, your father and I will be as happy as you.

all the best, Xiaoling. No matter what, mommy and daddy will always love you and support you. Move forward bravely and move forward towards your dreams!

The portable crystal processor was probably really broken.

The transmitting talisman matrix was extremely unstable.

The female martial artist's last few words were spoken in a high and low tone, as if she was trying her best to control her emotions.

Only her smile was as bright and brilliant as ever.

Like a raging flame, it tore apart the mist and was deeply imprinted in ding Lingdang's heart.

"Mommy, Yingluo."

Ding Lingdang's face reddened. She looked at Yang Yi, somewhat embarrassed. mom is so strange. She rarely says such mushy words to me.

"He's probably, probably worried that I'll be devoured by the beast tide, and afraid that he'll never see me again.

mom, dad, I want to escape too. I want to find you!

Ding Lingdang tapped on her crystal processor, trying to make a real-time communication with her mother.

However, the electromagnetic interference was still very serious. The spiritual crane letters she sent out were all useless, and there was no telling if they had been received by the other side.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, the two of them did not dare to continue staying in the underground warehouse.

Many nocturnal demonic beasts would come up to the surface at night to hunt for food, and hide underground during the day.

If they continued to stay in the sewers or underground warehouses, they would be easily discovered by demon beasts.

"Let's go, ding Lingdang."

Yang Yi said in a deep voice, "don't be afraid. I promise that we will definitely be able to escape.

"Yes, I'm not afraid!"

yes! ding Lingdang nodded heavily. we will definitely break out of the siege. This is the starting point of my journey as a warrior!

...

In just one day, it was as if the city had been baptized by decades of war, turning into a bloody hell.

As far as one's eyes could see, dark purple, gray-brown, and dark green fungi were wriggling and expanding slowly, spurting out clusters of pungent mist of spores.

The skyscrapers of the day before had all turned into broken walls that were on the verge of collapse. Wet vines and thorns were also intertwining, coiling, and growing crazily, turning the symbol of the civilization of mankind into a terrifying primitive forest.

All kinds of demon beasts that would only appear in nightmares were hovering in the sky, patrolling, lazily napping, or baring their teeth and playing with each other. They seemed to be the new master of this blood-red hell.

Inside the broken remains of the crystal tanks and the crystal suits that had been melted into statues, human skeletons gazed at the battle for a long time with their empty eye sockets, but they were unable to stop it.

Only when the wind was blowing, could they make a silent howl.

However, even though the demon beasts had temporarily occupied the city on the surface ...

The sparks of resistance never and would never subside.

Yang Yi and ding Lingdang advanced hand in hand in the blood hell.

They were covered in a thick layer of stinky demon beast mucus, and withered blood-sucking vines were entwined around their limbs and heads. At first glance, they looked like two demonic plants that could be seen everywhere.

The two of them looked in all directions and listened attentively to the movements of all the demon beasts around them.

It would usually take three to five minutes before he could sprint a short distance.

After that, he immediately went into hiding. Safety first.

Using this step-by-step approach, the two of them carefully advanced toward the area where the mining technology School was located.

Finally, he managed to cross half the distance.

But they could not be so lucky forever.

There seemed to have been a fierce battle ahead.

The entire Street was in ruins.

There were three more forks in the ruins.

The roars of demon beasts and the rustling sounds of the demonic plants swaying in the wind seemed to be echoing in the depths of every fork.

Yang Yi's expression was ugly.

Although he had engraved the map of leizhe city in the depths of his mind, he was still a genius.

But it was also difficult to determine the correct direction on the ruins that had been turned upside down and beyond recognition.

Three paths, which one would live and which one would die?

Or was it that all of them were dead ends, and he had to waste time and take a big detour?

Just as he was hesitating, Yang Yi suddenly caught a glimpse of something flickering in the depths of the ruins.

Yang Yi blinked quickly to make sure that it was not an illusion, nor was it the reflection of sunlight on metal or glass.

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Instead, it was some kind of glowing talisman array or magical equipment that glowed rhythmically and rhythmically. It was calm, persistent, and constantly shining.

Based on the frequency and interval of the flashes, Yang Yi could even analyze a simple message.

It was the person with the lighting magical equipment, who was constantly sending signals to the survivors who might be around, indicating to everyone:

"Get close to me!"