Chapter 1345: race

Chapter 1345 Race
"I absolutely disagree..." The beautiful woman said, while hugging her child tightly, the dissatisfaction and grief in her eyes were beyond words.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the room fell silent. This sad atmosphere made many people blush. In their hearts, they also began to curse Yang Chen, complaining about the other's cruel heart, this is alive, and they are going to push their Asura clan into desperation!
Seeing this scene, the elder sighed. He stepped forward and gently stroked the child's head. His eyes showed kindness: "What a cute little guy, he cried so loudly. He is a very healthy guy!"
"No, no..." Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman kept shaking her head, her eyes full of resentment. She held her child tightly, her delicate body trembling gently.
"Su Xin!"
Seeing this scene, the elder sighed, his eyes were red, and his voice was a little trembling: "Su Xin, I know you are reluctant, and the old man is reluctant. This child, after all, I am Shura. The flesh and blood of the clan is the blood of my Asura clan, but...the old man can do nothing!"
As soon as she said this, the beautiful woman fell silent, just crying silently.
The elder said softly: "Su Xin, we are bound to die, but they should still have a chance to live. Do you want your children, like you, to stay here for the funeral of our old guys?"
"Grand Elder..."
Hearing this, the beautiful woman's heartstrings collapsed instantly, and she fell to the ground with a plop holding her baby, crying into tears.
"Aunt Suxin!" At this moment, only a tender and crisp voice sounded, and a seven or eight-year-old child walked out of the crowd.
The child was born well-behaved and pleasant, but his eyes were mature and stable that did not match those of his peers. He stretched out his hand and said to the beautiful woman: "Aunt Suxin, give me your brother, I will take care of him! If I am not dead, my brother will not have any trouble!"
The child gritted his teeth and promised seriously.
This sensible appearance makes everyone feel more self-blaming.
Not only him, but even the children around him grew up in an instant, and every child's eyes showed a firmness.
The beautiful woman called Su Xin wiped her tears. She gritted her teeth and gave up her child. She said, "Aqiu, you must live on... No matter what happens in the future, all To live!"
"Aunt Suxin, I know." The child nodded, took the child from the beautiful woman, gently patted the baby on the back with a slightly awkward technique, and softly comforted: "Good brother, don't cry , Brother takes you to buy sweets to eat."
This comfort really worked, the baby in his arms gradually stopped crying, and a reassuring smile appeared on his immature face.
Seeing this scene, the great elder breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around and said in a deep voice: "Furukawa!"
"Yes!" In the crowd, a man with a resolute complexion walked out and hugged the elder.
"Furukawa, your cultivation level is the highest among our group of people, and your work is the most stable. The children will leave it to you, remember, you must keep them safe anyway!" The elder said with a solemn expression.
Hearing this, Na Furukawa fell silent for a moment, and nodded heavily: "Don't worry, the elder, children live, I live! Children die, I die!"
"it is good!"
Listening to this solemn promise, the elder also showed satisfaction in his eyes, and smiled: "There is a secret door behind this ancestral hall that leads to the outside of the Shura clan, so take the children and leave!"
"Yes!" Hearing this, Furukawa hugged his fists. He didn't say much, and directly took A Qiu's little hand next to him, and then turned and left with a group of children.
Another burst of tears.
The children and the adults hug each other, reluctantly.
The sad atmosphere is getting stronger.
"Go! Go!"
"If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
The Great Elder shouted helplessly.
Hearing this, the people are reluctant to part with each other, but they are also turning their heads one step at a time. Whether it is an adult or a child, the eyes are full of deep reluctance. In particular, several mothers fainted from crying, and their sadness was beyond the reach.
quickly.
All the children, led by Furukawa, passed through the secret door of the ancestral hall and fled to the outside of the Shura clan.
It was not until all the children were transferred out that the elder took a deep breath, took out a broad axe from the storage bag, and said in a deep voice, "Next, it is time for us to play, and the children can run. How far it is depends on how long we can fight for!"
"Remember, this is about the safety of our descendants, so everyone must do their best! Even if it is death, you must delay time!"
"Yes!"
Hearing this, the other people in the room also nodded, and the sadness on everyone's faces was no longer, and instead, it was an awe-inspiring determination!
For the people!
For honor!
Also for the inheritance of incense!
At this moment, they are all determined to die!
"Elder elder, you haven't taken out this bold axe in these years? How about, you are a lot of age, can you still wield an axe?" The second elder suddenly laughed and teased.
"Huh." The great elder snorted and said proudly: "Although the old man is old, but the treasure sword is not old, even if Yang Chen is here, the old man will be able to withstand at least ten seconds!"
"Okay, then I will resist twenty seconds! The two of us, fight for thirty seconds for the children!" As soon as these words came out, the second elder also laughed.
"Then I will fight for fifteen seconds!"
"I will fight for five seconds!"
"I will fight for thirty seconds!"
"Haha, so many people add up time, how can you get an hour for the children?"
Everyone suddenly talked and laughed, because of a joke made by the second elder, the originally heavy atmosphere seemed to suddenly become lighter.
"Let's go." The Great Elder said.
Then he raised his foot and walked outside the door.
He took the lead and walked at the forefront, and everyone followed him.
Everyone holds sharp weapons in their hands, just like righteous men who go to death generously. But in their eyes, there is no sadness, some are just deep anxiety.
What they worry about is not their own life or death, but whether they can buy more time for their children?
However, it is too late to think deeply.
The next moment, I saw a burst of golden glow in the sky in the distance. Wherever the glow passed, the sky and the earth trembled, and what was wrapped in the glow was a tall and straight figure.
He is like a demon, with endless terror and nightmare, slowly landing in front of everyone.