One Thousand Twenty-Three 0 Yanshan

The ups and downs of the outside world, as well as the gradually shrinking mutated forest, seem to be unable to disturb the Baihua City, which is as calm as a lake. The people here form a world of their own. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

A few people were standing on the ridge of the field chatting, and before they knew it, it was evening, and Luo Feifan was about to call it a day. The leader of Xiaozhou City, sweating profusely, ran over, waving his arms at Anran, shouting her name,

"Anran, Anran!"

"What's wrong?"

When the leader of Xiaozhou City came to the front, An Ran frowned and asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"We, the son of Beishan base in our small boat city, were killed! It's messed up, messed up, messed up."

"What? What's messed up?"

An Ran was at a loss as to what the leader of Xiaozhou City was talking about. Who was killed? The son of Beishan Base? Or a prince?

"Beishan base, the fire-type supernatural being who kidnapped Fatty last time, the red-haired one."

After being reminded by the leader of Xiaozhou City, Anran suddenly realized, and glanced at Liu Xiaojue, Liu Xiaojue was also surprised, and explained to Anran:

"The red-haired one is the son of the leader of Beishan Base, a high-level fire-type supernatural power user."

"Oh, how did he die?" An Ran asked.

"He seems to have been targeted by the people of Qianyan Mountain. Then, just now in our Xiaozhou City, in a fierce battle, the son of the Beishan base was beheaded by the people of Qianyan Mountain."

The leader of Xiaozhou City hurriedly said:

"The people from Qianyan Mountain are outside the north gate right now, and they want to see you."

"Qianyan Mountain..." An Ran chewed on the name and looked at Zhan Lian.

Knowing that she didn't remember, Zhan Lian smiled and said, "It's the western base that first jumped out and scolded Beishan base for stealing crystal cores. Now more than 100,000 people move in the same direction as the mutant forest shrinks every day."

"Oh oh oh oh~~"

An Ran nodded, she remembered, and immediately looked at the leader of Xiaozhou City with great interest,

"They killed the redhead at the Beishan base. Are they the ones ambush outside the redhead's yurt? So cruel? Let it in, let it in, I want to see you!"

"yes!"

The leader of Xiaozhou City hurriedly ran to the north gate of Baihua City again. This battle was about to break out. No one expected that the people of Qianyan Mountain were so bold. The son of the leader of the Beishan base was beheaded in Xiaozhou City, and it is estimated that it will be another vicious fight.

"This is just the beginning."

Zhen Xuejiu's voice came from the field next door. He felt aggrieved. He was obviously a passer-by, but he still wanted to farm in Baihua City. He was depressed and frustrated. He looked at An Ran meaningfully, and said:

"You let the mutated forest shrink, and I'm out of anger, but do you know how many people will be killed? In the north, almost all bases are relying on the mutated forest to survive. You don't care about them, they suddenly , how to adapt to the swarming mutated animals?"

These words felt strange to other people, but An Ran understood that Zhen Xuejiu's way of speaking was so harsh, and she also heard the accusations in Zhen Xuejiu's tone, the piece of crystal nucleus that was taken away by Beishan base, in the end. Whether it's true or not, Zhen Xuejiu knows very well, so the shrinking of the mutant forest is actually An Ran's handiwork.