These days, Lin Han has been staying in the dead swamp, and he has basically not seen a few refugees, and when he came today, the whole person was shocked.

The current situation of the refugees is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hell on earth, so many refugees gathered together, There is an extreme shortage of supplies, mortals are starving all over the wilderness, and the cultivators are also very weak because of the lack of spiritual veins and the inability to cultivate with peace of mind, everyone is just as poor, so they simply gather together to take care of them, and the dead refugees are piled up indiscriminately, looking like a terrifying hillside, The first to die were children, Then the old man and the woman, The rest of the refugees are like embarrassed vultures, dirty and messy, The originally beautiful Daze statue was covered with moss spots, which was miserable.

The appearance of Ji Biao caused a riot. Obviously, he left a lot of psychological shadows on the refugees during this time.

"Ji Mingyue and I went to see Dongli Ancestor. Ji Biao instructed Yan Feiwen: "You accompany Lin Han, don't get close to that side, call me if you have any questions." ”

"Be careful. Lin Han instructed.

"Yes. Ji Biao spread out his wind and thunder wings and flew out, and suddenly turned back and gave Lin Han a jasper leaf in the shape of a tiger's claw.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, I snatched it from the old man, and I can't cut it with a dagger, so you keep it for self-defense. ”

Lin Han drove the cloud boat and slowly checked above the refugees, but did not see any familiar faces.

"Let's pick some people out first, wait for Ji Mingyue to come back, and let him use Suyue to help check their experience in the past few months, whether they have hurt the demon clan. Lin Han said to Yan Feiwen.

Zhu Yan next to him snorted, and Lin Han knew that he agreed to this approach.

Yan Feiwen saw Lin Han spinning around above the listless refugees, still at a loss, and immediately laughed.

"I'll do it. ”

He directly took out a handful of spirit fruits from the gourd on his body, spread his wind and thunder wings, and flew high, and the seven pieces of divine feather wood followed him like meteors, making an attention-grabbing whistling sound.

As he flew higher and higher, the refugees were attracted by this movement, and they all looked up at him, with a numb look on their dirty faces, Lin Han couldn't bear to look at it.

The blue figure flew higher and higher in the sky, gradually disappearing, only to hear the whistling sound of the god feather wood, the next moment, countless red spirit fruits fell from the sky, like a heavy rain, every drop of rain is an incomparably precious spirit fruit for the refugees, the refugees were only surprised for a moment, then let out a crazy and surprise scream, one by one like a beast competing for food, grabbed the spirit fruit on the ground and stuffed it into their mouths.

Lin Han stood calmly in the Lingguo rain and looked at the refugees below.

His spiritual sense is dozens of times stronger than ordinary people, and his memory and observation can clearly see the range of miles in this radius, which refugee pushes the women and children around him aside, which one does not hesitate to trample on the dying "neighbor" in order to pick up the spirit fruit, and which one protects the crying child in the chaos, he can see it clearly.

When the spirit fruit was almost picked up, Yan Feiwen slowly fell from the clouds.

The god feather leaf behind him emitted a turquoise light, his face was handsome, and his smile was intoxicating, and many refugees were already lying on the ground and kneeling down. It seems that people are indeed more likely to be superstitious when they are desperate.

"We have built a city nearby," his voice resounded for more than ten miles after being infused with spiritual power, and every refugee could hear the smile in his voice: "That's right, it's the city that some of you besieged last time, and some of you must still have memories." ”

Some of the refugees bowed their heads in shame, and many more looked up to him hopefully. Lin Han's original valley has become a myth of deification among the refugees, they only know that there is Ji Mingyue of Qionghua Palace in that valley, and there is an existence that is so powerful that even the immortals of the Transformation Period dare not touch it, for these precarious refugees, this is their only hope in the upcoming demonic disaster, and it is also a place that they dare not expect to accept them.

"We are now strengthening the city, we need to select some refiners from among you, array mages, as long as you pass the test, you can become a member of our city. ”

"What about sword cultivation, don't you need sword cultivation?" asked a ragged sword cultivator with a glimmer of hope.

Yan Feiwen looked at Lin Han.

"If there is a very good sword cultivation, we can consider it. Lin Han replied loudly.

"It's useless. A deep voice sounded, it was a big man with a square face: "Ji Biao is there for them, they don't need ordinary sword cultivation like us." ”

Lin Han remembered him, in the chaos just now, it was he who protected the stray children around him who were almost trampled to death.

Obviously, there are many news channels for refugees than Lin Han and they imagined, among so many refugees, many of them have seen the Immortal Yuan Conference, and naturally they also know who Ji Biao is who comes to harass them every day, even if they don't know him, they also know his sword intent.

"I'll talk about that later. Yan Feiwen told them with a smile: "Now, I want to know, does anyone want to show off their refining skills?"

There were many chatters and whispers among the refugees, and Yan Feiwen and Lin Han waited patiently, letting those vigilant and scrutinizing eyes sweep over them.

"What if you trick us into working as coolies?" someone hid in the crowd and asked loudly, in fact, it was in vain, with Lin Han's spiritual sense, he found out his location at the first time.

These refugees really deserve to be refugees from the eastern realm, and they have seen the ruthless methods of Yun Tianzong to cover the sky with one hand, even if they have reached such a point where they have no way out, they are still very vigilant about the pie falling from the sky.

"We can't prove that. Lin Han replied to him gently: "Even if we say no, you won't believe it." But I am willing to promise with my mentor Nanyao Island that we will try to recruit you as a part of us, and if you can't fit in, you can leave freely. ”

"And as long as the selected person is selected, we will distribute the spirit stone spirit fruit on the spot. Yan Feiwen added with a smile: "If you don't believe it, you can try some people first, and the next time we come to select, let these people from the advanced city tell you themselves." ”

Before he finished speaking, someone among the refugees shouted: "Forget it, staying here is a dead end, why don't you try it, whether you take us as coolies or not." ”

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