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"It's Mr. Yu."

Everyone had respect on their faces.

"Mr. Yu." The patriarch bowed his hands to the visitor.

Although that old Mr. Yu has white beard and hair, his back is straight, his eyes are bright and there is no cloudiness.

"You want to close the underground palace?"

He looked solemn, and there was frost in his words.

When facing other people, he can be calm and composed, but when facing this person, even though he is the patriarch, he still shows three points of awe.

"Yes." He bowed his head and admitted.

"Bastard!" Old Mr. Yu waved his robe sleeve, almost hitting him directly in the face, "The ancestors of my Yu family have a history of hundreds of years since they built the underground palace. The underground palace always exists, and my Yu family is here. When the world was in chaos and the dynasty changed, the Yu family moved and did not leave the underground palace behind. Now, if you touch your lips, you will throw away the foundation of the Yu family? Yu Shizong, how will you face it in a hundred years? Ancestors? How are you going to be worthy of my entire Yu clan?!"

Since he became the patriarch, it has been a long time since someone pointed his nose and scolded him so unceremoniously. Patriarch Yu wiped his face with his hand and said, "I'm sorry for the Yu clan if I don't do anything! The underground palace is not closed. Those monsters will continue to climb up, and now sixteen people have died, do you want everyone in the Yu family to die?"

He bowed and bowed again, "Mr. has poured his whole life into the underground palace, and he is the person who has the deepest affection for it. I understand Mr.'s reluctance. I don't want to do this unless it is absolutely necessary. But can you suppress those monsters in the underground palace?"

cannot!

If he could suppress it, he would have suppressed it long ago, and he would not wait until the moment when it was out of control.

Old Mr. Yu's energy disappeared in an instant. What happened in the past few days made him exhausted physically and mentally, and now his face is pale and bloodless.

"Teacher?" The person who came with him stretched out his hand to support him, with a worried expression on his face.

The old man shook his head. He tried his best to straighten his back, stared at the patriarch with sharp eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Then give it your grandson!"

The patriarch's pupils tightened: "What did you say?!"

"I said! Give them Yu Yao!!"

The sudden roar made Tangtang shiver, he moved his neck, as if he wanted to look down, but was stopped by Huamanlou.

He patted his back reassuringly and hugged him tighter.

"No! I won't allow it!" It was an old woman who spoke, her face was full of tears, "Mr. Yu, please do me a favor, that is the only blood left by the second girl. Da Lang died young, There is only one single seedling left under our knees, if something happens to him, I will not live..."

"You still have the face to mention the second girl! If it weren't for her, why would our Yu clan be in such a disaster today!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who could not bear it in the first place also became a little bit indignant.

The woman collapsed on the ground, and she looked to the patriarch for help.

Patriarch Yu walked over with heavy steps and helped the woman up from the ground. He patted her hand reassuringly, and then looked around the crowd, "The second girl is dead! I personally sent her to the hospital. Under the hole, isn't that enough?!"

Those who caught his gaze all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him again.

"Mr. Yu." He sighed, "I have few heirs. In this life, I only have two children, one son and one daughter. The son failed to raise him and died before he was ten years old. My daughter made a big mistake and was punished by me personally. Sent away, Yao'er is my only blood..."

Having said that, his voice was unsteady, and he could no longer maintain his calm.

Alas, several clan elders also showed their faces and tried to persuade them one after another.

The patriarch calmed down, and then continued: "Besides, even if Yao'er is sent in, it won't be too long, one month, two months, at most half a year, and it will revert to old ways. We have already tried it, haven't we?"

Mr. Yu sneered, and was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a rumbling—the ground was shaking, roof tiles were falling down in pieces, and people with unstable feet fell to the ground.

"what happened?!"

"What happened? Is there an earthquake?"

Mr. Yu's complexion changed drastically, "No, it's the underground palace!"

"What happened over there? Didn't you have someone guarding over there?"

"How is it possible not to be guarded?!" He said irritably: "Yu Xing is leading people to watch, without my order, he will not leave half a step!"

boom!The earth split open, and a huge black shadow crawled out, covering most of the entire sky, and the sky completely darkened.

There was panic underneath, everyone was pulling me and pulling you, it was completely messed up.

The honest monk was dumbfounded, "I'm a Buddha, be good, what the hell is this?"

"What did you see?" Hua Manlou asked in a deep voice, holding the child in one hand and holding the tree in the other.

"Black shadow!" The monk swallowed his saliva, and said in horror: "The black shadow that is huge enough to cover the sky and the sun, who knows what it is!"

"Ah! It exploded!"

It really exploded, split into countless tiny shadows, and fell from midair like dense rain.

"Help!" The woman screamed, and more than 20 insects bit her body. She felt pain and fear, so she quickly reached out to pat, but the next moment, those black insects were like water dripping on a sponge. It penetrated from her skin.

The woman was so frightened that she couldn't cry, she could only keep calling for help, but at this time, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, so no one could take care of her.

The woman lying limp on the ground was almost crushed into a meatloaf - if it wasn't for Hua Manlou who gave her a hand.

"How are you?" His voice was anxious but gentle.

The woman's glasses lit up, and she stretched out her hand to shout for help, but she just opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak again.

The originally young and plump face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the smooth skin shriveled and withered. It seemed that something had sucked away all her energy and flesh and blood in an instant.

"Be careful!" The honest monk pulled the man back several steps.

Hua Manlou couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly. Several groups of black mist emerged from the woman's mouth and nose. The mist twisted and condensed into the shape of insects, and then flapped their wings to join the Zerg army again.

Things were very bad. In just a short while, many people fell down and never got up again.

"Enter the ancestral hall! All enter the ancestral hall!"

The patriarch's voice has been distorted to the point of distorting.

Touch—the heavy door was closed forcefully, and people kept beating outside, begging, and begging the people inside to let them in. After knowing that the door would never be opened again, the request turned into scolding, and then Then, those scolding voices were gone.

The atmosphere inside the door was extremely suppressed, not many people came in, about thirty or forty people, and they all stood away from the door to enter.

"Are they... all dead?" Someone asked tremblingly.

In the ancestral hall, rows of solemn and solemn spirit seats looked at them condescendingly.

Mr. Yu looked over with cold eyes, and the person who spoke was so frightened that he immediately retracted his neck, and he didn't dare to speak again.

At this moment, a crisp child's voice sounded, "Grandma!" The child ran to the woman and hugged her waist.

The old woman who escaped by chance saw her little grandson, who she thought was a disaster, suddenly standing in front of her in good health, and wept with joy. She squatted down, hugged and kissed, and her sweetheart screamed, "Why are you so angry?" Will it be here, sneaking out? Fortunately, fortunately, God bless..."

"I didn't sneak away, my brother brought me here." The child pointed to the place where Hua Manlou was standing.

Only then did the people who were about to collapse realize that there were two more strangers among them, or not all of them were strangers, and one of them was somewhat familiar, after all, they had been here a while ago.

The old patriarch's voice was hoarse, "It's you again!"

Hua Manlou nodded, "It's me, I have to come."

The old patriarch sighed, and he said: "I will not hide it from you until now, your friend's disappearance is related to those things outside, do you think he will still be alive?"

The hand in the sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, his nails sunk into his palm, but he didn't feel the slightest pain. The honest monk beside him seemed to be comforting him, "A good man doesn't live long, and a scourge lasts a thousand years. Lu Xiaofeng is definitely the scourge of scourges." , I have never seen anyone who is tougher than him."

The corners of Hua Manlou's lips turned up, he was smiling, although the smile was a bit forced, "I think so too." Cats have nine lives, and Lu Xiaofeng has one more life than cats.

Hua Manlou was worried, but he wanted to find out the truth of the matter more. After all, those things outside were beyond his understanding.

But just when he was about to speak, the child's sharp cry suddenly sounded.

The patriarch's wife was pushed to the ground, Tangtang was pinched by the neck, and her pink face was flushed red.

"What are you going to do?!" The old patriarch's voice changed in anxiety.

Mr. Yu's complexion was distorted and his eyes were red. At this moment, he had completely lost his former immortal demeanor, and he was completely insane.

He ignored the patriarch, and his eyes were fixed on the door, as if he wanted to see through the door to see the situation outside.

With a finger pointing, he ordered to the student who restrained Tangtang: "Throw him out!"

It was completely dark.

The small village has no stars and no moon, and is completely shrouded in darkness that blocks the sky and the sun.

Qin Mo stood on a small slope not far from the village, dumbfounded.

"I'm not mistaken." He blinked and said in disbelief, "I shouldn't have reached the age where my eyesight is dim!"

Qingniao snorted, and said mercilessly: "Don't have illusions, hurry up and save people!"

Qin Mo's head was getting bigger, "I also want to save people, but how can I save people?"

Looking at the large black area below, his scalp was numb, "How could these things appear here?!"

"Is now the time to ask why?!"

The blue bird grew against the wind, and the fluffy ball disappeared, replaced by a flamboyant giant bird. He lowered his head, bit Qin Mo's skirt, and threw him onto his back.

The wind howled, and amidst the howling sound, the blue bird spread its wings and flew straight into the sky.

"Save the world, boy!"