"Is this so..."

Although Tianming has been wandering around since he was a child, and his temperament has been tempered to be quite tough, he still has a hard time letting go of the destruction of the machine city.

Unlike Shaoyu, who first had something and then lost it, Tianming never had a normal life in the past. It was not until recently that he truly had friends and relatives, and then he successively obtained similar friends and relatives in Jinghu Medical Village and Guancheng City.

A peaceful life at home.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was gone and turned into a passing cloud.

He once again embarked on a wandering journey, lost Qianlong, his uncle was seriously injured, and even Yuanhong was broken...

Everything happened so fast that Tianming couldn't adapt for a while.

Seeing this, Shaoyu reached out and patted Tianming's shoulder to comfort him.

Tianming raised his head, looked at his two friends who were both emotionally stable, hesitated for a moment and then asked Shaoyu:

"Shaoyu, are you feeling...sad?"

"Well..." Shaoyu sighed softly, with a wry smile on his face, and spread his hands before replying, "It's so sad!"

"But I'm... used to it, so my reaction is naturally not as big as yours."

"Are you used to...?" After receiving this answer, Tianming mumbled to himself again, then turned to look at Xiaoling, "Brother Dao, what about you?"

Xiaoling opened her eyes, smiled at Tianming, and answered the question, "Although I am a little different from my brothers and sisters, I am a disciple of Tianzong after all!"

"Huh?" Tianming was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this answer meant.

Shaoyu understood it as soon as he heard it, nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed!"

"It's always easy to overlook your status as a master of Tianzong, Brother Ling. This change is really difficult for you."

Xiao Ling smiled again and said nothing, but his eyes flickered.

Everyone in the Tianzong sect is aloof from the world, so naturally they will not be easily distracted by changes in personnel matters.

However, Xiao Ling is not a serious Tianzong disciple after all. He can't let go of his sister, and he can't bear to see the death of his master Chi Songzi. He is far from peace and quiet.

It's just that his relationship with the Mohist family is really average. At most, he has the most basic sympathy for the Mohist family's experience. As for any sentimentality or lamentation, it is impossible.

When Tianming heard Shaoyu's explanation-like words, he nodded unconsciously. He seemed to understand Xiaoling's meaning, but he didn't seem to be very clear.

Shao Yu saw that the atmosphere was a little dull, so he slapped Tian Ming on the shoulder vigorously, giving him a jolt, and then spoke before Tian Ming got angry:

"Boy, do you know where we are going next?"

Tian Ming was obviously also interested in this, so he ignored the blow just now and asked, "Where are you going?"

Tianming, who just woke up yesterday and still hasn’t fully understood what happened on the day when the city was destroyed, certainly knows nothing about their current destination.

Seeing Tianming's enthusiasm, Shao Yu smiled proudly, and then replied, "It's Songhai City!"

"Sanghai...where is it?" an illiterate person who knew the number of cities could count them on one hand asked in confusion.

Xiao Ling interrupted and replied, "Songhai is a seaside city in the land of Qilu. It has strong trade and is quite prosperous."

"Qilu..." This time there was a word that Tianming understood. After thinking about it for a while, his face fell a little, "Qilu, isn't that the place my uncle and I passed before coming here!"

"But, that place is far away from the Gamble City, right?"

"What are you doing there?"
Chapter completed!