Seeing this, Tang Yusheng on the side turned to look at Li Kengqiang, as if asking whether he should let the driver stop talking.

Now Lin Qiye and others are still under house arrest. Letting them know too much news from the outside world will only lead to more variables.

To his surprise, Li Kengqiang just stood quietly aside and had no intention of interrupting the other party.

"The Temple of Heaven is invaded? What's the situation over there?!" Lin Qiye asked in a deep voice.

"...It's not good." The driver said bitterly, "In the beginning, in order to delay time, many Great Xia gods risked their lives to block the gods of the Temple of Heaven... Huang Long Zhenren died, Yang Jian was on the verge of death, Sun Wukong was seriously injured, Nezha was seriously injured, and the Great Xia gods have suffered more than a dozen casualties of varying sizes.

Now the main force of the Great Xia God has basically gathered at Chennan Pass, and the main body of the Heavenly Court has also moved there. The Lord of Morality has taken action, and the two mythological forces are completely engaged in a fierce battle. However... at the beginning, the casualties and combat power consumption of the Great Xia God were too serious, and some gods still had to guard other passes to prevent the Olympian gods from taking advantage of the situation. Therefore, there is still a shortage of manpower and it is still at a disadvantage. "

His voice was like a bolt of thunder that passed through Lin Qiye's mind, and the latter's thoughts suddenly went blank.

"A Jin..." Lin Qiye muttered to himself.

Everyone frowned. An Qingyu was silent for a moment and pointed at the damaged helicopter behind him.

"What exactly did Commander Zuo ask you to transport?"

Hearing this, the pilot suddenly came to his senses, immediately rushed into the smoke-filled cabin, and dragged out a heavy coffin with force.

"Quick! Help me!"

As he cried for help, everyone quickly moved all the coffins in the cabin out, a total of seven, lying quietly on the beach.

Seeing these seven coffins, Baili Pangpang's eyes were full of confusion:

"Who are in these coffins?"

The driver was about to say something when a hoarse voice came from behind him.

“…It’s the [medium].”

Lin Qiye walked slowly to one of the black coffins, rubbing the heavy coffin board with his fingertips and pursing his lips slightly.

In his mental perception, Bu Li's pale body was lying quietly in the coffin...the black cloak was already torn to pieces.

"【Psychic】..." In everyone's mind, they immediately recalled the seven mysterious figures riding the Thunder Pillar and flying through the air in black cloaks.

"That's right." The driver nodded repeatedly. "Commander Zuo has issued a death order, requiring us to send their bodies to the fasting center within 48 hours... and hand them over to a man named Wu Tongxuan."

Wu Laogou?

Lin Qiye suddenly remembered the disheveled man in hospital gown chatting with Xiaocao in the fasting center.

"The battle at Chennan Pass was too intense... There were large-scale battles between gods everywhere, and there were also large numbers of beast attacks. The six planes of the mobile transport team escorted us through the battlefield, but in the end we were the only one who managed to break out. Unexpectedly, we were still crawled up by a bug." The pilot's eyes were full of self-blame and grief.

"The plane is also destroyed... our mission will most likely not be accomplished."

Lin Qiye looked at the seven silent coffins in front of him and clenched his fists tightly...

"Qingyu." He said in a deep voice.

An Qingyu quickly understood Lin Qiye's meaning, and without saying a word, he moved a bunch of tools out of the air-raid shelter.

"Give me ten minutes." An Qingyu glanced at the sky. "In ten minutes, I guarantee that you can take them to the fasting center without delaying them for too long."

Under the astonished gaze of the two pilots, four arms burst out from behind An Qingyu and began to quickly repair the transport helicopter that had been scrapped for the most part!

During the flight, a large number of parts of this transport plane were eaten by insects and dropped into the sea. However, this lack of materials did not bother An Qingyu at all. He spit out silver spider silk from his palms, which covered the gaps in the fuselage like a solution and then quickly solidified. Both its hardness and heat resistance were in no way inferior to the original special material.

His six arms quickly hammered away at the fuselage to repair it and reshape the tail. As time passed, the damaged transport helicopter gradually returned to its original appearance under the gaze of everyone.

"Alright." An Qingyu dusted off his hands and said calmly, "Although it looks a bit ugly, it will definitely be enough to support you to fly to the fasting center."

Pilot: !!!

Lin Qiye and others helped them put the coffin into the cabin, and the two returned to the cockpit to control it. This strangely shaped helicopter actually flew steadily into the air without any signs of disintegration!

A driver suddenly gave a thumbs up to the people in the Night below, quickly changed direction, and sped towards the fasting house.

When the plane turned into a black dot and disappeared into the sky, Lin Qiye took a deep breath and turned to look behind him. At this moment, the commanders-in-chief had disappeared. On the island at dawn, only Lin Qiye and others were left standing alone.

“Qiye…” An Qingyu looked at Lin Qiye’s knuckles, which had turned pale due to the force he exerted, with a complicated expression on his face. “Give the order, Qiye.”

"Yes, Qiye, as long as you give the order, we will rush out of this damn place immediately!" Cao Yuan said in a deep voice, "Whether we are punished or disciplined by Commander Zuo, how can we stay here with peace of mind when the fighting outside is like this..."

"I'm ready too!" Ghost Jiang Er nodded seriously.

Baili Pangpang looked at Lin Qiye in silence, also waiting for his answer.

Lin Qiye's eyes swept across the crowd, and he was slightly moved. He sighed softly: "This scene is somewhat familiar..."

"What?" Cao Yuan asked in confusion.

"Remember when we escaped from the prison?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned at first, then looked at each other and smiles appeared on their lips.

Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu.

Except for Jiang Er in the black coffin, they all escaped from the prison that was said to be the most solid prison in Daxia. They were still teenagers at that time, and that jump over the high wall made them the current [Night] team.

Fate is like a cycle. Before they know it, they seem to have returned to the original starting point.

"Of course I remember." Baili Pangpang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face, "At that time, we were like fearless birds. No matter how high the wall was, it would not be able to confine us..."

“The wall back then couldn’t stop us from spreading our wings and flying high, and this time… is no exception.” Lin Qiye took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination!

He turned his head, looked at the sun rising gradually above the sea, and spoke slowly:

"Everyone, please follow me... and try again!"