"Fortunately, the Sword Immortal helped me last night, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous." Huangfu Lai looked at the long team with a trace of worry on his face.

His promotion to the mayor of Xucheng Base City was nothing more than

Just one year.

Before he could make any achievements, he encountered the disaster of destroying the city.

For the city leader, losing the city and losing land can be said to be an indelible stain on his official career.

But he couldn't care about that anymore.

Now we just want to transport the 360,000 Xucheng citizens to Haijing City as safely as possible.

And he himself was willing to die on the road.

"Many people can't walk anymore. Please discuss with the commander, General Kang, to rest where you are for twenty minutes."

Huangfu Lai said, "In addition, take out some of the city's reserved meals and water supplies and distribute them to civilians who lack food. I will also distribute my share."

"yes."

The secretary next to you will make arrangements immediately.

The fleeing team temporarily stopped.

Among the crowd, a thin little girl with a big head was huddled in her grandma's arms, her eyes full of confusion.

Her parents, as well as her grandfather, are both warriors.

Already enlisted to join the Guards.

When the breakout battle was the fiercest last night, every one of her relatives was fighting on the front line.

Its daybreak.

Except for her grandma, who hugged her tightly all the time, she saw no other relatives.

I asked several times but got no answer.

She stared blankly at the wild sky.

When she was within the city walls, what she longed for most was to be able to run carefree in the wilderness.

But now, she just hopes that her parents and grandfather can return to her safely.

Staff brought water and food.

The little girl took her own 20 ml of water and moistened her lips. When she was about to drink it, she saw a teenage boy two meters away, wearing a blue robe, resting weakly and limply against a rock.

The robe was stained with blood.

Even the sword he held in his arms was rusty.

His lips were cracked and dry.

His face looked a little pale.

When the little girl saw him, she thought of her parents who also fought to protect them.

So she stood up from her grandma's arms.

"Here you drink."

She came to the young man and held up her own little bottle.

The young man was startled, looked at her and said, "I'm not thirsty."

"Liar."

The little girl said, "Your mouth is split."
Chapter completed!