Chapter 1839 Only needs to be in the city to survive!
When some of the people standing on the city wall saw this scene, they all shouted excitedly impatiently.
"The monster has been killed, and gods have come to save us. Hurry, open the city gate!"
Bo Zili raised his eyebrows slightly.
immortal?
In the past, when other people saw him, they would call him the Great Demon Dragon.
It was the first time I heard someone call him a god.
Taste, not bad.
Gong Yu Baozhu and the others eliminated the troublemaking dragon in a few strokes.
Several people knew very well that this was just one line.
There are still three who don't know where they are hiding.
But now that we're in the city, we have a way to find out.
As if they had seen a savior, the people welcomed Gong Yu Baozhu and the others into the city.
As soon as she entered the city, the little girl was shocked by the sight of the city after the floods.
Water accumulated in most places, and more than 70% of the houses were washed away, leaving only a bare wooden frame.
There are many people who are homeless and can only build bunks on the ground where there is no water.
In such a cold early winter, some people are shivering with cold, lying on the ground, covered with torn cotton quilts and dying.
The people who had just welcomed them into the city were all sallow-looking and thin, and wore shabby clothes.
Among them, old and young, all looked at Gong Yu Baozhu and the others eagerly.
Obviously, he regarded them as gods to save himself.
Gong Yu Baozhu frowned slightly, then sighed.
The little girl's voice was calm and gentle: "We are from out of town. We know magic. We passed by this place and wanted to stay." When everyone heard that they were not gods, they were immediately disappointed.
Gongyu Baozhu hurriedly comforted: "However, since we have encountered this matter, we will deal with it to the end and work with everyone to find a solution."
The common people were originally without a master, but now they felt confident after listening to Gong Yu Baozhu's words.
They were lonely and helpless, and regarded the pink-white and delicate little girl in front of them as their only life-saving straw.
All of a sudden, there were a lot of people talking, shouting for help, whatever.
Xia Zhiang twisted his eyebrows and said with a whisper, "We are all tired along the way. I don't know if you can tell where the inn is in the first place, we want to go to the foot."
As soon as he fell, the crowd of noise, you look at me, I look at you.
None of them spoke.
Bo Zili sneered: "Why, you don't even have a place to live?"
An older man standing in the crowd sighed.
He shook his head and said: "Most of the houses in the city have been washed away. Everyone is either living on the ground or sleeping on the roof."
"Yes," someone agreed: "The further you go into the city, the bigger the water becomes. Except for the prefect's house, almost everything else is flooded."
Xia Zhiang wondered: "Why don't you run away? Just trap yourself in the city?"
The old man waved his hand: "Young master, you have also seen that there is such a big dragon outside the city. Many people went out and were eaten by it! The prefect said that the only way to survive is to stay in the city!"
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"Yes, the prefect will ask a few strong men to work at his house every few days. We all want to go. After all, the prefect's house is the only place that has not been flooded!"
Gong Yu Baozhu raised his eyebrows and said, "This prefect lives in an intact house, but he doesn't think of anything to do when he sees you suffering?"
Someone lowered his voice and said: "This is a governor who came here halfway. The previous one has died long ago. I don't know where this one came from. One day, he suddenly entered the city and brought a group of people with him, saying that he was here to take up a post!" ”
(End of chapter)