When ye Ziheng's face was once again restored to light, he was already in a shelter. His body was burned in a large area, which made him unable to move at all.

"What should we do now? We are still bombing outside. If we go out, we will surely be killed by the subordinates of heaven!"

A voice with a crying voice came, and ye Ziheng's head turned. He saw a girl in her twenties, half of her arms disappeared, crying and saying.

"We are sure to die. Fate is so strong. It's easy for him to kill us. When he kills the people above, he will come down and solve us."

Another voice came from a man, but ye Ziheng's vision was not very clear because it was burned by the fire.

"Damn it! You guys all cheer me up! "

Another voice sounded, a tall man stood out, stood in the middle of the crowd, with a roar of anger.

"The emperor is dead! Died for us! To help us get rid of destiny! Now destiny is back! Want to kill us all! Let all people dare not disobey him! But I tell you! impossible! As long as we are alive, we are hope! After the storm, we will go out, slowly develop our strength, and become a more powerful empire than the present Xingwu empire. Then one day, we, we will kill the destiny, revenge for the emperor, and let the world go back on track! "

The man's words are very inspiring, but it's a pity that all people are scared and stupid by fate. Now no one wants to listen to him at all. Even his body is shaking when he says these words.

Seeing that no one answered him, the man sighed and took a look at ye Ziheng's direction.

"Let's deal with all the wounds of the wounded. When the fate is gone, we will go up."

Then, ye Ziheng saw several people coming towards him, and then he saw nothing in front of him.

……

"No way! Can't go out! It's still bombing outside! Can't you hear it! "

"The bombing has stopped! You must go out now! "

Ye Ziheng's ears heard two people's quarrels. The picture was restored in front of him. The man who made the speech before seemed to want to go up, because the sound of bombing had stopped, but several other people didn't seem to want him to go up, because they felt that there was also the sound of bombing.

But ye Ziheng did not hear any bombing. He was sure that the bombing was over.

"The bombing is really over! You believe me! We should go up now! "

"No! The bombing is not over

As soon as the man's voice fell, a big man cried with red eyes, then rushed out and grabbed the collar of the man who was going out.

"Don't you hear me! My wife's leg was blown off! She's still crying there! Don't you hear me! "

"And my daughter, who died in front of me like that, was blown up into a pile of dust, and there was nothing left, but I could still hear his voice."

"And my sister."

"And my father."

"And my uncle."

"And my master."

……

Countless people came to the man and surrounded him. His face was full of fear.