Outside the community, a lot of onlookers gradually gathered, and they found that the entire community was wrapped in a metal material and turned into a copper wall and iron wall, and it was impossible to enter.
From time to time inside the community heard the sound of building collapse, but they couldn't see anything, which made them even more curious.
Some media reporters even rushed to live broadcast, speculating that some kind of powerful blasting and demolition was taking place in the community.
The infrasound waves generated by the friction of the plane gradually spread around the metal shield. People could not hear the sound, but they all began to feel unwell, nausea and nausea. For a while, people were in panic and the scene was chaotic.
Ke Mei and Du Lanze were mixing in the crowd, loudly telling everyone to back away quickly, so as not to be hurt by infrasound.
At this time, although people still don't fully understand what happened, they didn't dare to stay any longer, and one after another was scattered.
The surrounding air changed slightly, sparkling ripples appeared in circles, and then the figure of Song Huaiyun appeared silently beside them. He was wearing a black gown and holding a handle full of incantations. On his cane, he chanted a mantra silently, and curse marks appeared and disappeared continuously on his forehead and cheeks.
People didn't seem to notice his appearance, but Ke Mei and Du Lanze glanced at him.
"You are still here," Ke Mei said, "Didn't you say that you are only responsible for the formation?"
"Song Yan is a descendant of my Song clan after all," Song Huaixin said, "He is willing to die generously, I But you can't just sit back and watch."
Du Lanze was surprised: "He is a descendant of your Song family? Why haven't you heard about it before?"
However, no one helped him.
Obviously Ke Mei knew about it a long time ago, and did not show a surprised look, and asked: "If you helped him with this disaster, what will happen to Xia Lin's illness from now on?"
" Just try to save it," Song Huaiying He sighed, "It's just that it will consume more than a hundred years of cultivation base, and it will not die away."
As Song Huaixin said, the foot of his rod lay on the ground lightly, and there were more ripples rippling away. In the blink of an eye, his figure swept a hundred meters away.
Du Lanze looked at Song Huaiyun's back in a daze, turned his head and asked Ke Mei: "What is the situation, why did Song Yan become Huaiyun's descendants?"
"It may be that their Song clan had smuggled here hundreds of years ago. When you come to Zero World, you have conceived offspring with the people of Zero World. Their Song clan was originally very gentle and non-aggressive. After being diluted by the people of Zero World for generations, there is basically no magic power to Song Yan's generation. Say it."
"When did you know about it?"
Ke Mei thought for a while, and said: "He accidentally mentioned it to me after Song Yan went to the United States, but with his keenness, I I guess he knew it when he saw Song Yan for the first time in Zilin Village, right?"
Du Lanze opened his mouth suddenly: "Then he was able to do it at the time?" I
don't know," Ke Mei shook his head. "Speaking of him as rigid, sometimes he is actually quite emotional, but when it comes to saying that he is emotional, he puts a lot of emphasis on abiding by principles. "As
he said, he turned his head to look at Du Lanze: "We have known him for so long, when did we really see through him? "
Du Lanze expressed the same feeling.
The metal shields above the community have been destroyed for most of the time, and the planes are still being crushed. The
pressure resistance technology of the patio is like a man's arm when a car, a mayfly shakes a tree, and it is ridiculous when it fights against the disasters of nature. It's sad.
Song Yan didn't move too much in his wheelchair. The dust on the roof fell rustlingly and covered his head and face. He didn't look up, and he thought silently in his heart. Maybe in a few minutes, he will be here. The world completely disappeared. At
this moment, he suddenly missed Xia Lin very much.
He remembered the words Xia Lin asked him before going out, and felt a little regretful in his heart. Why didn't he say a few more words?
But after thinking about it, he didn't know what else he could say. The sweet words of love have been said three years ago, and now he doesn't know what else he can use to please Xia Lin.
That's it... Song Yan closed his eyes to comfort him, as long as Xia Lin can live safely and healthily, it doesn't matter what he does.
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a "bang", and Xia Lin stumbled in, staggering to the ground.
Blood oozes from his seven orifices, looking terrible.
Song Yan stayed for a while, and suddenly burst out with a low growl: "Xia Lin."
He wanted to run to pick Xia Lin up, but his unconscious left leg dragged him to the ground abruptly. He couldn't take care of so much, so he crawled over with Chao Xia Lin with his hands and feet, and kept calling Xia Lin's name in his mouth.
Xia Lin still had a trace of consciousness left. He avoided the surveillance and went back to the community. Unexpectedly, halfway through the infrasound wave caused body resonance, his heart and lungs were damaged.
He forced his way back home, only to open the door, and fell exhausted.
In a daze, he vaguely saw Song Yan crawling towards him, as if calling his name, but he couldn't hear it.
He reluctantly raised his head and smiled at Song Yan with relief.
Fortunately, Song Yan is not dead yet; fortunately, the two of them are still together in the end.