Chapter 501 Mental Overdraft
The divine soldiers that were moved on the day of the grand ceremony were locked up again in their original iron cage after Su Jiuni and others left Nansang.
Six hundred and ninety-nine steps lead directly down to the depths of the earth.
Yan Changkong had never felt that these stairs were so long and walking this distance was so painful before.
Before reaching the underground, the sound of clanging and banging could be heard continuously, which was extremely harsh.
Yan Changkong stepped down the last step, ignoring the crazy soldier in the cell in front, and ran quickly to the innermost part, panting, looking at the man inside.
He was dressed in a black robe, with disheveled hair, and his hawk-like eyes were hidden in the shadows cast by his messy hair, flashing with a cold and fierce light like a ferocious beast staring at its prey.
It’s Mo Cang.
Heavy iron chains shackled his hands and feet, trapping him tightly in this iron cage.
"Mo Cang." Yan Changkong stared at him closely, his hands gripping the iron railings, his knuckles turning white and veins popping out on the back of his hands. "Will you kill me?"
Even though he knew he wouldn't get an answer, he couldn't help but ask.
The man was silent and walked slowly towards the iron railing. The iron chain hanging on the ground was dragged, making a clanging sound, and was finally stretched straight.
This time, when the man saw him, he did not reach out to try to strangle him like before. He raised his head slightly, and the shadow on his forehead moved up, revealing half of his eye that had been hidden in the shadow.
Only half of it was already filled with murderous intent.
Yan Changkong felt as cold as if he were in an ice cave, and his hands slid down from the iron bars weakly.
He stared at Mo Cang and laughed at himself, "You've always been able to understand what I say, but this is the first time you gave me an answer without me having to threaten you."
The panic he had felt after waking up from a nightmare and running all the way here suddenly came to him. He was not afraid of death, but was afraid that everything in the dream would become reality.
He didn't even dare to recall the last scene of the dream.
The ground is covered with corpses, and it is like hell on earth.
"Mo Cang, you are the leader of the divine soldiers, and your remaining consciousness is the strongest." Yan Changkong sat down on the ground against the iron railing, his eyes unfocused, and he smiled bleakly. "I beg you for one thing. If I really die at your hands one day, after you have avenged me, can you burn my body into ashes and scatter them into the river?"
Behind him was a familiar silence, and the only thing that filled his ears was the noise of other divine weapons ramming into the iron cage.
The light from the lanterns hanging outside was swallowed up by the darkness, becoming extremely dim, casting a gloom over people's hearts.
It was the end of August.
Yongzhou, Dayue.
The hole in the sky has not been repaired yet, the flood has already occurred, and people are gathering from all over the place to build dams and carry out rescue operations.
As the Princess Mingyue, Tianbao's entire exile land is her fiefdom, and she cannot ignore the dangers in the fiefdom.
Compared with other places, the rescue and drainage operations in the Exile Land were the fastest and best.
"The dam on the middle reaches of the river is complete! The water in the fields is being drained! Go tell the princess!"
"The princess is helping the people downstream with flood control. She's been exhausted for nearly ten days! Those of you with free hands, grab your farm tools and let's go help the princess!"
"Let's go and help the princess!"
The people on both sides of Qinghe River responded to the call and rushed to where the princess was.
The banks of the lower reaches of the Qing River were covered with muddy water. The flood control dams on the banks had been built very high. The surging floods were blocked by the dams within the river channel, protecting the rice fields and houses of the people in the rear.
The slim figure of the girl on the dam is eye-catching, and she can be seen at a glance even if she is in a crowd.
The rain was intermittent, and it was inconvenient to move with a rain hat and straw raincoat on. The girl threw all these burdens aside, rolled up her trouser legs, and was covered in mud. Her hair had long been soaked by rain and sweat, and was messy and stuck to her cheeks. Even her long eyelashes were stained with mud.
Her face was extremely pale from days of hard work, but she seemed unaware of it. She always stood in the front line, leading the people here, protecting their homes and guarding their hopes.
"Princess! We are here to help!" Someone shouted.
The girl straightened up from the dam and looked over here, her brows immediately furrowed. "Come from midstream? Go back and help after you finish harvesting the rice!"
"Don't worry, Princess. We just came here after harvesting the rice! Everyone, get to work!"
"good!"
A uniform response echoed around.
Although the flood has not receded, the gloom on the people's faces has been swept away.
They thought there would be no harvest this year, but unexpectedly the princess led them to protect the rice fields. Although the yield of the rice they rescued was reduced a lot, it was enough for them to survive this year!
As long as there is food to eat, there is nothing to worry about and everyone is full of energy.
The rain continued to fall intermittently, the clear river flowed violently, and was stained turbid by the mud. This cruel test brought by nature could not crush the united determination.
Tianbao wiped the rain off his face, looked at the people working together in the rain, and smiled with a curved lip.
In the rain, the girl's lips were pale and bloodless.
She bent down to continue building the dam, but her body swayed. She lost too much energy and almost couldn't stand.
A hand reached out in time and supported her back steadily.
"Tianbao, go back and rest!" The young man's voice was deep in my ear.
Tian Bao used him to support her and stood up. She whispered, "I have to help. This section of the dam will be completed soon. I'll rest then."
These days she has been using spatial force to quietly help build dams and drain floodwaters. Otherwise, with such a huge water level, the outer city residents would not be able to build the dam with their own manpower, and it would be washed away by rain and floods in a blink of an eye.
Using spatial force consumes energy. After so many days, Tianbao has already exhausted all his energy.
But she was used to enduring it and never told anyone about these discomforts.
But just because she didn't say it doesn't mean that people around her don't know.
Seeing that she was bending down again to work, Bai Yu pursed his lips tightly and suddenly put his hand on her neck.
Tianbao subconsciously blocked the attack, but failed to stop it. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and the blood vessels in his neck hurt. His eyelids closed and he fell backwards.
Bai Yu hugged her and strode towards the carriage parked on the side of the road. At the same time, he ordered the dozens of people he had brought with him, "Go over and help!"
Even the coachmen were sent to build a dam. Bai Yu personally drove the coach and waded through the waterway towards Tubei Village.
The carriage behind him was quiet, and the girl was sleeping soundly inside.
Bai Yu listened to her breathing, his jaw clenched, and his dark eyes were filled with heartache.
Although he has a very indifferent personality, he always likes to take all the responsibilities on his shoulders.
As a princess, with a fiefdom, she regarded all the people here as her responsibility.
He would rather she remained as cold and indifferent as before.
Seeing her face getting paler day by day, and her insistence on going to drain floodwaters or build dams, he became more and more anxious.
It felt like she was about to collapse at any moment, and he could only watch helplessly.
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