As soon as they raised their heads, the flies that had stopped on their bodies flapped their wings and flew away.
Everyone turned their heads and saw the figure of a monk carrying large and small bags in the temple.
"Hiss ..."
The numb crowd gradually revealed expressions of surprise as they looked at the long line of monks from the heavenly Dao temple.
They were like a group of birds that were about to migrate, carrying big and small bags as they stepped out of the heavenly Dao temple.
"What happened?"
The people sitting on the ground struggled to get up and looked at this scene in shock. They turned their heads and asked each other.
This temple was the Holy Land in the hearts of the people in the world. Countless people who had suffered gathered here and refused to leave, all because they wanted to be saved.
However, the monks in front of him looked like they were fleeing from disaster, as if they wanted to abandon the ancient temple.
"I don't know ..."
