When Eleven and Chikaku were about to leave the camp, they happened to meet a young girl carrying a water bottle.

It looks like he is no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, a little short, estimated to be only one and a half meters.

Of course, no one knows his true age.

The girl's body was all muddy, and she was dressed as a living beggar.

The hair was also messy, with stray hair covering even the upper half of the face, and some cracked lips.

Because the girl walked too quickly, he habitually walked with his head down, and seemed to be afraid of being seen by others.

As a result, this hurried way of walking only by looking at his feet suddenly caused him to hit a thousand corners on the same road.

"Let's go!"

The kettle fell to the ground, but fortunately the lid was tightly lid and the water did not spill out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

The girl hurriedly apologized, then knelt directly on the ground and quickly kowtowed a few times.

It is worth mentioning that his Mandarin is very lame and seems to be from another country.

Qianjiao originally wanted to say that it didn't matter and help her up, but before she could help the girl, she quickly got up again, picked up the kettle and hurried away.

Probably a way to escape.,The girl doesn't seem to be going to give Chikaku a chance to react.,Just want to leave quickly.。

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Qianjiao just glanced at the girl's back, then sighed again, and didn't say anything.

He continued to follow Eleven.

But he had only walked a few steps.

"Ah!!!h

Behind him, the girl's exclamation was heard.

Qianjiao and Eleven turned around at the same time, and saw a fat man holding the girl's kettle and gulping it down.

As for the girl?

He fell to the ground, probably hit by a fat man.

The girl tried to retrieve the kettle, but the fat man gave her a kick in the stomach.

The girl shrank to the ground and groaned softly, her face showing pain.

", just hit this kind of water, are the women of your country useless except for making hairy films?"

The fat man threw the kettle on the ground, then raised his foot and prepared to step on it.

"Stop!!!"

Qianjiao stopped it with a loud voice.

"Bang !!!"

However, almost at the same time, a small hole immediately appeared on the fat man's head.

I saw that the fat man's expression basically didn't change much, and he fell straight to the ground, and there was no movement.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene was a little silent.

When the girl looked up, she saw the black-robed masked man not far away holding a black tube in his hand.

The girl immediately thought of the pistol in the world.

And Qianjiao next to Eleven was also a little surprised to see this scene.

"What kind of weapon are you?"

Chikaku asked.

"Does it matter?"

Eleven soul guns were put away.

Qianjiao didn't speak, but looked at the girl over there again, as if she wanted to go over to see the injury.

"If you're going to grind like this, you might as well just live and experience life. ”

After Eleven finished speaking, he turned to leave, and Qianjiao hesitated for a moment, and finally followed suit.

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The girl saw that the shadows of the two people gradually disappeared, and her eyes were a little complicated.

But at last she picked up the kettle, and fortunately there was still some in it, and the girl quickly closed the lid and walked towards her house.

After the girl left, the refugees in her vicinity gathered around the fat man's body.

After a brief glance, he divided up everything on him.

In the end, he didn't even have a piece of clothing left, just because the fat man's clothes were made of better material than others.

And so, until finally the soul is gone.

The fat man also left this world naked.

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The girl took the water and returned to her grandfather's side.

And her grandfather happened to be the old man Eleven and Qianjiao had just met.

The old man was delighted, and when he saw that the maiden had returned, he told him about the gold he had received from two strangely dressed men.

The girl couldn't help but be taken aback when she heard the old man's account of the two people.

Then he hurriedly said what he had just done.

The old man was also stunned when he heard this.

In the end, the father and daughter concluded:

[Today the grandfather and grandson met two good people.] ]

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Eleven and Thousand Horns came to the top of a low mountain.

In the field of vision below the mountain, the armies of the two sides were withdrawing from each other.

On the left is a great city, and on the right is an army of other powers.

There is a temporary camp in the rear on the right, and it is almost impossible to see the end at a glance.

And in the middle of this camp and the city on the left, there are countless corpses of soldiers on both sides.

Judging from the banner alone, the force on the left who is responsible for defending the city is the Wang family.

On the right, the Louise family is in charge of attacking.

The Louise family and the Wang family have now completely fallen out and are at war.

Eleven is naturally clear.

And what I have seen so far is probably just one of the many wars between the two families.

As things stand, the Louise family's offense hasn't had much effect.

The Wang family's city was well guarded, and the corpses of the enemies outside the city gate had been piled up into a hill.

At the moment the people on the city walls are setting fires.

After all, in this underworld, the soul of the human race is still a few days away from being scattered.

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Now the two sides are only temporarily resting on the truce.

But I believe that it will not be long before a new round of biting will occur.

Qianjiao stood at the top of the mountain, just staring blankly at the situation on both sides.

Eleven observed, and Qianjiao's body was trembling slightly.

"Why?"

He was as dazed as if he were talking to himself, and his voice trembled.

Then he looked at Eleven again:

"They...... Why fight?"

Qianjiao's eyes were full of pleading, and it seemed that he wanted to get an answer from Eleven.

It is worth mentioning that the Thousand Corners are now very close to Eleven, and it does not look like a fortification.

If Eleven suddenly attacked now, he was eighty percent sure that Qianjiao would die here.

But Eleven still didn't do that, because he wasn't that interested in it right now.

Eleven just looked at the battlefield of the mountain of corpses and the sea of corpses, and said slowly:

"Because of the interests, because they are human!"

"Human ......"

Qianjiao's expression changed, revealing a hint of bitterness.

"Hehe, hahaha......"

He was laughing dryly, reluctantly and self-deprecatingly.

Then he looked at Eleven and said:

"Do you know how many Yin people I killed in the underworld?"

Eleven didn't answer, and he could see that the current Qianjiao was a little out of control.

There is no need for Eleven to answer, the current Qianjiao is just treating Eleven as the only person to confide in.

"It's childish. ”

Eleven muttered to herself.

Immediately, I saw Qianjiao angrily saying:

"I hate war, very, very hate, and wish that all the people who started it would be torn to pieces.

However, even so, at the beginning, I still had a clear conscience and did not take into account my true thoughts, and killed countless yin people and yin demons in this underworld.

Many of them are innocent!

They don't give a damn to it!

But I killed them anyway.

How many people did I kill?

100,000 million?

Now just thinking about that number makes me wish they had come back to life and eat me alive.

But what am I doing all this for?

Isn't it just to give the Race a peaceful new world?

But now?

What do I see again?

All I saw was another damn human !!!!!"