Xia Daohua felt somewhat relieved at first - she had her own space, and no matter how chaotic the outside world was, it would not affect her.

But the impact of vaguely hearing some data and seeing the scene of hell on earth with your own eyes is definitely different.

Xia Daohua had only moved less than a hundred meters when she could no longer laugh.

The enemy's brutality and cruelty are truly inhuman...

However, even if Xia Daohua had space in her hands, she could not save people.

It wasn't that she didn't want to, nor was it that she was afraid of exposing the space, nor was it that she didn't have enough energy or physical strength. If she wanted to take someone in, she would face the risk of fainting...

The most important thing is that the enemy's killing movements are too fast.

Before Xia Daohua could react, the head over there was chopped off by the sharp knife, flew high into the air, and then fell to the ground with a "click", rolling out a long trail of blood.

The eyes on the head were wide open, bloodshot and tearful, as if he died with his eyes open.

Xia Daohua's mood became increasingly heavy.

Along the way, she tried several times to rescue the refugees before the enemy started killing them, but failed every time.

But, Xia Daohua is not the kind of person who would give up easily!

Even if she couldn't save people in time, creating some chaos wouldn't be too difficult!

Xia Daohua was depressed for a quarter of an hour, and then she became full of fighting spirit again.

She aimed at a killing move very quickly, her body was splattered with blood, and there were many large and small packages of enemies hanging on her body and horse's back. She quietly approached him from behind.