Linda is typing frantically on the keyboard, she is very busy now, she is busy and crazy, countless emails, countless messages, all pouring in, all of which she has to sort out and summarize.

“Is there a video of Xiliang City!”

Fan Jian almost roared out.

“Yes!”

“Open.”

Wu Bin also followed.

The video opens.

Under the city walls, there are no endless alien races in sight, and the fusion of blood and fire is like the end times!

“How many ruins are there in Liangzhou?” Fan Jian asked.

“Nine, all of them have now rioted.”

“Somewhere else?”

“There has not been a large-scale riot at the site in other places, but it seems that the situation is not good, especially in the three provinces of the Northern Han Dynasty!”

“Who’s guarding there?”

“Second Tsukasa Soul, Lord Nagano Cliff!”

“What variation can Jiangzhou have? Ruins outside Lin’an City? ”

Wu Bin hurriedly said after that: “There is not much change, the sites in our state are all benign ruins, even if it breaks out, we can suppress it!” Lord, should I ask the magic capital for help! ”

“Please? Life in the magic capital is not good. You don’t think that ruins only appear on land. Fan Jian’s eyes were deep: “In the depths of the vast sea, I don’t know how many dirty things are hidden.” The magic capital is on the front line. ”

Fan Jian took a deep breath.

“How’s the rest of the area?”

Linda tapped her fingers.

Poke out a map.

Global crisis!

Above, at least five or six flames are raging.

But at a glance, the symbol of Western Liang City is the most bearish.

“There is a place in the Eagle Country, but in the mountains, it has less impact on the masses, but it is very troublesome to encircle and suppress, and now the alien race is advancing rapidly!”

“What should we do, my lord?” Wu Bin asked.

“You go to the controllers of all the family martial arts halls in Lin’an to summon, I have something to tell them.” Fan Jian’s gaze shifted to the video of the people of Western Liang fleeing.

Above, there were several warriors at the top of the game, protecting their people and retreating all the way.

Fan Jian clenched her hands tightly.

If, if they all participated in the battle and the warriors in Western Liang City fought the enemy together, perhaps Western Liang City would have a chance to survive.

But the fact is that in this battle, almost only the warriors of the Han tomb are fighting.

Wu Bin understood what Fan Jian meant.

Hurriedly retreated.

“I’ve worked hard for you lately, tell me as soon as there is any news.” Fan Jian said in a deep voice.

“Received, my lord!” Linda nodded heavily.

“Whew…” Fan Jian’s brain is a little down.

He walked out of the building a little stiffly.

The first floor, still very lively.

Outside the door, there was a lot of traffic and people. The mall is crowded, pedestrians on the street laugh and hold hands, they hold milk tea, carry the things they just bought, and laugh.

The children pulled their parents, their little feet stepped on the skateboard, and laughed all the way.

Couples are arguing, newly married couples are discussing what to eat at noon…

The sun is just right and the breeze is gentle.

But these now seem to be like mirrors in the water, which break when touched.

Fan Jian’s heart was a little heavy.

He pulled out his phone.

As he walked towards home, his fingers frantically brushed the news.

It is still pressing, but this kind of news cannot be suppressed.

Sure enough.

Just 1:30 p.m.!

His mobile phone seemed to explode, and countless message pushes frantically poked out.

“Liangzhou fell, the ruins rioted, and tens of millions of people migrated!”

“The first tomb of the Han tomb soul Whampoa shook the heavens and spilled blood under the city, and the 46,000 warriors of the Han tomb were forgotten in the city.”

“Nine ruins, thousands of races, where should Liangzhou go in the future!”

“······”

Countless titles, bright red as blood.

“Han tomb holders, when Han is the foundation, the tomb is the foundation!” Among thousands of news, a video quickly dominated the entire network!

This is the last portrayal of Huangpu Shock.

“It’s over, sure enough, the guess is good, the ruins rioted, the end of the world has arrived, the Han tomb can’t be stopped, what else can we do!”

“Whampoa Shake the sky, it is worthy of being the first soul, how magnificent!”

“I want to ask, why don’t those families in Xiliang City send people to increase their personnel, are they afraid? Or did you provoke, or did you not want to defend the city at all? ”

“Han tomb holders, when Han is the base, the tomb is the foundation! Good! Good one based on Han, strong, wonderful! I can’t practice, I can’t kill the enemy.” ”

“The site riot, the crisis that belongs to us has arrived, and we don’t know where the site of the next riot is.”

“It’s too terrifying, the picture is too tragic, it’s over, we’re finished, we definitely can’t keep it, are we going to enter the era of the Desolate Ancient Period, the era when the Terrans are food for all races.”

“······”

Countless comments, bursting out in an instant.

Fan Jian stared, her eyes blood-red.

“Buzz…”

Suddenly, the phone rang.

It was my father who called.

“Hello? Dad, what’s wrong?”

“Where are you?” On the phone, Father Fan’s voice was thick.

“I’m almost home, go back and talk.”

“Good, good, good when you get home, good when you get home, we’ll wait for you to eat.”

“Hmm.”

Hung up.

Fan Jian took a deep breath.

In his mind, the golden words jumped, he was deducing, he was rehearsing, this is in the ancient tower to get the martial arts.

There is no time left.

The sun shone behind him, like broken gold.

He walked to the door of the complex.

The parents were standing there looking anxiously.

“Little Jane, what’s wrong with you?” Father Fan saw that Fan Jian’s face was abnormal, and couldn’t help but ask

“It’s okay, go home.”

“Hmm.”

The three went all the way home, silent.

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