"Water Ghost Pirates are at the door, is this news true?"
"How is the 'Pustule Great Mother' recovering?"
Pan Hao shook his head, "No use, right now, the Power of Incense is still too weak. Even if it has the strength, it can't exert it."
This was yet another piece of bad news.
Especially for some young people who had just fled, who had little loyalty and were already thinking of escaping somewhere else.
Huang Youcai felt his heart sink to the bottom, could the gravely weakened Qingshi Town survive this ordeal?
...
...
While the elders of Qingshi Town looked worried, the newly arrived group was also holding a small meeting.
"The world really can't accommodate us, disaster after disaster."
"Lucky for us, a Demon God protects us; otherwise, even drinking cold water might choke us."
"What should we do next?"
In Mistress Jenny's crystal ball, a blurry image was reflected: Qingshi Town being breached, most of the population captured, with only a few escaping.
