What should I do if I've transmigrated into the role of a vicious female supporting character? I'm waiting online, it's quite urgent.
Zhang Xu caught the last train of the transmi...
The dark clouds in the sky grew denser and denser. What was originally just a gloomy expanse, like a thick fog, soon gave the feeling of nightfall.
Only then did people realize that something was wrong. The Grand Preceptor in the round platform also stopped, and the disciples of the Grand Preceptor's mansion who were performing the sacrificial dance surrounded the Grand Preceptor.
"It doesn't look like it's going to rain," a voice of doubt arose from the crowd.
"Yeah, why is this so dark?"
"It doesn't look like this even when it rains! This cloud is so strange!"
Zhang Xu and her group were closest to the Imperial Preceptor, so she was able to accurately capture the look of terror on his face.
Something unexpected has happened!
A sack slammed straight down on the three people, and before the black raindrops fell, they heard the Grand Preceptor's heart-wrenching cries.
"Hurry, let's go to Jade Green Mountain to find..."
When the unexpected happened, Yan Chenghuan had already grabbed the package and run away with Rong Yue by the hand.
Watching the two disappear quickly, Zhang Xu looked at the black rain drifting over and wondered if she would also be affected and turn into a drought demon.
Host, host, stop daydreaming! Quickly follow my instructions and get out of the city!
Run to the left front, there are fewer people there, then go straight, there's a courtyard on the right. Climb up the locust tree on the left side of the courtyard, and enter the alley to the right front...
Following the instructions of number sixty-five, Zhang Xu saw black clouds rushing in from behind like waves. Those who were caught in the clouds instantly turned into shriveled corpses. When the crowd in front saw what happened to those who came into contact with the black clouds, screams of alarm erupted.
Cries and screams quickly spread.
The terrified crowd pushed and pulled forward, and those who fell were swallowed up by the black cloud in an instant. Children who couldn't be taken away by the adults in time cried loudly as they looked at the panicked crowd around them. Some people who couldn't bear it tried to pull the children up, but they were pulled further and further away by the crowd running forward. Zhang Xu watched as the children were gradually swallowed up by the black cloud, and the crowd spun outwards.
Host! Run!
Wailing cries! Screams! Cries! Each sound pierced Zhang Xu's eardrums, so real! So cruel! For the first time, Zhang Xu began to doubt this world. Was this really just a book? Were these really just paper figures?
Dark clouds are coming! Run!
Sixty-five anxiously reminded her, but Zhang Xu felt a little unable to move, not knowing whether it was fear or doubt about this cruel world.
Just then, the frenzied crowd rushed towards her. An older woman, seeing her bewildered expression, assumed she was frightened and grabbed her, running away: "Girl, run!"
The old woman was holding a child, who was about six or seven months old. The child didn't understand what the adults were doing and thought they were playing some kind of game. The child opened his mouth and laughed happily.
Zhang Xu dared not think any further and quickly led the old woman in the direction indicated by Sixty-Five.
When they reached the courtyard of the big locust tree, Hei Yun had already caught up. The old woman was old and had reached her limit after running for so long. As she pushed Zhang Xu up the big locust tree, Hei Yun had already followed behind her.
"My grandson Susu will be safe if he jumps down from the big locust tree. Please!"
No sooner had the old woman finished speaking than dark clouds enveloped her.
Zhang Xu could no longer care about anything else. She grabbed Su Ping'an, jumped down from the big locust tree, and ran out of the alley.
Dark clouds engulfed the entire capital, instantly shrouding it in an aura of invisibility.
Beside Zhang Xu, a group of survivors, looking utterly disheveled, stared at the darkness of the capital and wept, remembering their families who had died in the disaster.
Others were also infected and began to shed tears.