A few days ago, there were suddenly 10,000 and thousands of refugees in the city, as well as the elemental giant face in the sky, and the families and people in the city saw it, but they didn't see it, and they also heard Jiang Ning's sentence 'The master is gone'.

The disappointment and disdain that came with it could be heard by anyone.

Therefore, it is not only those ordinary refugees who have no cultivation, but also those who have coagulation blood and false cultivation as their bodies, and they have not been able to find a job in the city for the past two days.

A few days ago, the white-clothed swordsman used the star body to block the earth weapon master from the Heavenly Wind King Capital for them, for the entire Wencheng, although for Jiang Ning, most of what he did at that time was just for self-protection, but the rule giant hand that Luo Yi released at the end, he could clearly dodge it, but he chose to take it hard, and everyone looked at it.

Not asking for retribution is the young man's self-sufficiency, and gratitude to Dade is the meager heart of the people in the city.

The Devil's Way?

If that young man is really a demon, how many good people are there under the sun?

Therefore, although Jiang Ning's great kindness could not be repaid, how could the people in the city be willing to make these people who made that young sword immortal unhappy?

In a city as large as Wencheng, it was not difficult to contain 10,000 or thousands of refugees, but because of the unanimous resistance of the people, after a few days, those people lived in the city more difficult than when they fled north in panic.

Bai Xiongqi, who was originally very curious about Jiang Ning's affairs, naturally would not let go of this opportunity to understand the young man in white, so on the first day that those people were thrown out of Jiang Ning's small world, Bai Xiongqi ordered a few people to be brought back on the streets of the city, and when he asked, he understood the reason.

The cause and effect in this coincide with Wan'er and her own speculation, but even if he had been prepared in his heart, Bai Xiongqi's perception of these refugees in the city still fell to the freezing point.

If it weren't for these people, the people of Wencheng might have been able to have fewer deaths by then, and now, he could only use the stupidest way to evacuate the population in the city in advance.

It's just that there are millions of people in the city, and the reason for this incident can't be said, that is, he, the city lord, personally ordered how many people are willing to leave? Take 10,000 steps back, those people are really willing to listen to him, and they honestly leave Wencheng, and the four gates of the southeast, north, west, and west are only unable to enter and exit for a moment, and there is no way for a million people to completely evacuate in a short time.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiongqi had the heart to kill these refugees.

The Devil's Way?

You can figure it out!

As for the refugees, who have gone from eating and drinking to starvation and cold again in a few days, they have gradually realized their stupidity.

In fact, some of them were not unaware of the strangeness of this incident at the time of the incident, but sometimes, people always have the mentality that crying children have milk.

Jiang Ning gave them half of the glacial lake and an entire grassland, and specially sent Chu Qingcheng to help them build a place to live in the small world, so that they could settle down.

In one

Subconsciously, some refugees feel that this person is good-tempered and easy to talk.

Human beings are like this, those good people in a group are often not respected by others, and in most cases, they become objects that people can bully at will.

This is the so-called 'people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at riding people.' ’

If a person's kindness does not bring some edge, others will often not be grateful to Dade, but will intensify it and gain an inch.

When something happened, there was no shortage of people with such thoughts, that is, as long as we complained, doubted, and made a fuss, that person would feel that he had done not done well and not done enough, and then he would give them the entire ice lake, the pear grove, and the orchard with various spiritual fruits, and when the spiritual fruits were ripe, maybe they would also share some with them.

It's a pity that Jiang Ning is not the kind of person who likes to explain, and in fact, he doesn't care much about the lives of those refugees.

Saving people is just looking at Que'er's face, since you don't know what to do, then I can still take back what I gave out.

This matter came to Su Que, and she had nothing to say when she thought about it.

I don't care if I repay my kindness, and I don't want to get anything in return.

I don't care if I miss it or not.

But if you take revenge on my friends, if you cultivate to a higher level, will you still unite to kill us and take the whole small world for yourself?

No wonder Jiang Ning was so skeptical.

Because among the more than 10,000 refugees, there are more or less people who have such thoughts.

It's just that before the strength is not enough, these dark and obscure thoughts they only dare to hide in their hearts, and the few Yuan Dan who launched a sneak attack on Chu Tingcheng are probably just the dark seeds in their hearts that have sprouted into concrete actions under the nourishment of growing strength.

Jiang Ning knew that they might regret it, but they would never blame themselves.

Maybe in the hearts of those refugees, the only thing they did wrong was that they miscalculated the strength of Jiang Ning and his party, otherwise, as long as they endured it for a while, that piece of fertile land with a radius of thousands of miles would sooner or later be their meal.

There is probably nothing more chilling than the revenge of the Kind.

For a moment, Bai Xiongqi suddenly felt that there might not be much difference between himself, the millions of people in the entire city, alive or dying under the iron hooves of the barbarians.

Impermanent people are part of the way of the ever-changing, those who can live live, and those who deserve to die will die.

Those who try their best to kill are not necessarily the ones who deserve to die, and those who go to great lengths to save are not necessarily worth saving.

Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be smeared with a sad background, but his expression was slightly relieved.

Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the people in front of him.

Sitting alone in the courtyard of green bamboos, the door of the hut creaked open, and the teapot in the gentle woman's hand glowed with wisps of white mist, and she chuckled and walked to her husband's side, filling it with a lamp for him.

"What is a man pondering there?

Wan'er took the teapot and teased softly.

Bai Xiongqi bowed slightly, lowered his head and blew lightly on the enamel teacup on the marble table, and the swirling white water vapor drew a winding trajectory above the teacup, and went out diagonally for a few moments, and then resumed its upward momentum. Slowly picking up the teacup, Bai Xiongqi took a small sip on the edge of the teacup, his brows stretched, and his eyes narrowed quite comfortably.

"Wan'er never gets tired of drinking the tea. ”

The gentle woman smiled, moved lightly, sat down next to the marble table like mutton fat and jade, and filled herself with a glass.

(End of chapter)