PS: Thank you brothers and sisters for your great support, thank you Niu Niu Diandian Cat for becoming the leader of the Bullet Shell again, Bullet Shell loves you, Mo Da. As for the monthly ticket list, it's not up for granted, it's not as good as the pocket of an old big brush for two days, let's still focus on the work itself, and we have to find a way to write a better story. ****

After Gong Wu's illness appeared, Chen Song's identity was verified.

The general who guarded the city was also a man who had seen the world, and he was not as afraid of monks as ordinary people.

After all, all the powerful monks have died in these years, and the ones who survived were small fish and shrimp, and their skills were estimated to be not much stronger than ordinary people.

So Chen Song was still blocked outside the door.

Why the hell did Chen Song blow up, Lao Tzu is not a monk, you are not allowed to enter the city, Lao Tzu is a monk, you are still not allowed to enter the city, then Lao Tzu is not a monk in vain?

He moved the M60E4 out and roared at the wall: "Dudu tutu......"

A military general shrunk his neck and said, "Didn't this Dao Changmo take out some magic weapon?"

As a result, nothing happened on the city wall, and another majestic military general with a leopard head and eyes laughed: "This is a joke!"

The M60 is not a joke, Chen Song did not really shoot, and the gunshot was simulated by him pouting.

Chen Song didn't shoot the soldiers because of this, he was just a Q-style vent, venting the depression in his heart.

Originally, he was just venting, and he felt very different, but he didn't know what was going on, and the city gate slowly opened later, and someone poked his head out and shouted: "Brother Dao, please enter the city quickly!"

Chen Song was worried that there was some trickery, he didn't dare to go over, after all, he, a cultivator, was a parallel import, and he had not practiced to the realm of invulnerability, if he was close to the city and was shot with thousands of arrows, then he would have to become Chen Porcupine Pig.

But as soon as the gates were opened, the people from outside flocked in.

They all thought that there were deserted people behind them, and they were in a hurry to enter the city to save their lives.

Seeing this, the soldiers guarding the city gate were anxious, and quickly closed the huge city gate again.

Come on, I can't get in again.

Hope appeared and disappeared, and some ordinary people couldn't help but cry.

Hearing the crying, Chen Song was upset, and he said sharply: "What are you crying about?

Someone shouted: "The vanguard of the desolate people is behind, we are going to die, we will die when they come!"

Chen Song said angrily: "How can there be any desolate pioneer army? It's just rumors, you don't have to panic with me, even if the desolate vanguard army arrives, I will protect you!"

"Is that true?" and many people rejoiced.

Chen Song nodded and said, "This way never lies and lies. ”

Intermittently, ordinary people arrived, and these people were all just as frightened, chattering about the arrival of the desolate people.

After seeing the city gate closed, many people still grinned and cried in despair.

Chen let go and cried a hammer?

A young man came to him slowly, and when he saw that the young man was dressed in tatters and his face was full of vegetables, he guessed that he had come to him to beg for food.

He is soft-hearted, he has suffered from hunger before to lose weight, and he knows that hunger tastes bad, especially for children with long bodies.

So he took out a pack of biscuits from his backpack and handed it to the young man, saying, "Oh, let's eat." ”

To his surprise, he didn't look at the biscuit boy, and he said timidly: "Xianzun, I'm not here to beg, I heard you say that you have a magic weapon that can transmit a thousand breaths, so can you help me send a message to my brother?"

Chen Song asked, "Are you separated from your brother?"

The young man said with a gloomy face: "The day before yesterday, I fainted from hunger, and when I woke up, my brother was gone, and I wanted to find him." ”

Chen Song really can't help with this, what he took out before was just a megaphone, how can it really transmit sound for thousands of miles? Unless a speaker is placed at a distance of one meter at a distance of thousands of miles, so that the sound may be transmitted.

He felt sorry for what happened to the young man, tore open the bag and said, "You eat something first, and we'll talk about your brother later." ”

The young man knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Song three times, and after taking the biscuits, he sent one to his mouth, chewed it, and then grabbed other biscuits like crazy and stuffed them into his mouth.

Swallowing half a pack of biscuits, he quickly stuffed the rest into his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "This is so delicious, when I find my brother, I will give it to him, he has never eaten this delicious snack." ”

Seeing Chen Song giving food to the boy, the other hungry refugees were excited to come and beg for food.

Chen Song looked at the soldiers on the city wall in the distance, and then smiled at the refugees: "Fellow villagers, be quiet, you go to find some firewood, who brings the pot? Take out the pot, this way will treat you to a hot meal." ”

"Thank you Immortal Venerable for the food!"

"Immortal Venerable Bodhisattva's heart, live a long life!

"Bring the pot quickly, quickly, let's go find firewood. ”

Chen Song opened the light door generously, he was not afraid of being seen, now that he had understood the general situation of Tianchong Shenzhou, his status as a cultivator was a help to his survival, there was no need to hide it in this regard.

And since he is a cultivator, it is nothing to open a light door, it will only be regarded as a practice.

He went to the supermarket in Selfoss and bought two large bags of rice, and when he returned, he gave them to the people to put in a pot and boiled them.

A steady stream of people still came, and when they learned that there were cultivators here who set up porridge sheds with great kindness, these people were grateful to Dade, and after they came, they kowtowed again and again, and a group of people lined up to drink porridge.

After the steaming and sticky rice porridge was cooked, Chen Song scooped them into the bowl one by one.

Many people were hungry, this porridge was hot, they just drank it after getting it, even if it was hot, they drank it desperately, and continued to queue up after drinking.

Refugees kept coming, and people were queuing, so the porridge in the pot was not broken, and it kept cooking.

I don't know how many pots I cooked, but a trumpet sounded on the city wall in the distance: "Buzz ......"

Chen Song felt the ground under his feet vibrate slightly, and he felt that something was wrong, so he looked into the distance.

There was nothing in his field of vision, only the scattered figures of the refugees who had rushed to Liujiu City.

Until a refugee came running from the corner of the western wall, the refugee ran forward with his head shut, gritting his teeth, and running forward with all his strength, as if an evil spirit was chasing him behind him.

"The desolate man is coming!" a general on the city wall shouted, "All soldiers, prepare for battle!"

"General's order! Fourth-line archers are mobilized on all fronts! Archers on the eastern front are transferred to the southern front! Archers on the northern front are transferred to the western front!"

"General Order ......"

The faint roar was carried by the wind, and the refugees, who had been eating porridge with joy, were suddenly startled, and some of the bowls in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

The happiness was so short-lived, and the panic was so sudden that many refugees did not react.

The shaking of the ground gradually intensified, and another refugee ran out of the corner of the wall.

Further afield, there were some refugees on the western road, these people obviously saw something terrible, and let out a terrible scream with all their might, some ran towards Liujiu City, and some ran to the north.

A herd of ragged horses appeared in the south, carrying the knights in tattered clothes, and they drove their horses to the refugees on the road, and when they caught up, they slashed down with their long knives!

The human head was flying, the war horse rushed through the flying of the person being hit, Chen Song looked at it fixedly, and saw the Shura Hell!

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