Releasing their spiritual sense, Jing Hong and Yun Qi quickly took in the surrounding situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the area with the two of them as the center and a radius of twenty miles, there were corpses lying upside down and broken and broken swords, guns, swords, halberds, longbows and feathered arrows.

Apparently, there was a fierce battle here.

Exploring further, Jing Hong and Yun Qi found a poor village of about 100 families in a mountain col not far away.

The fields around the village have been destroyed by the fighting, less than half of the crops in the fields have not yet grown, and the houses of the villagers are all thatched and adobe, and they are extremely low.

And what worries Jing Hong and Yun Qi the most is that it is obviously noon at this moment, but less than one-tenth of the people in the village are cooking smoke.

Ordinary people have to eat every day, and the only explanation for the lack of cooking smoke is that those people have no food at home.

For this, Jing Hong and Yun Qi did not find it strange, they just felt sympathy and pity for the innocent people who were affected by the war.

The two of them spread the coverage of their spiritual consciousness to the fullest, and dozens of nearby villages, market towns, and two large towns with high and thick walls were all reflected in their sea of consciousness.

There were few people in the nearby villages and market towns, and the two large towns were all staffed by a large number of soldiers.

Compared to other villages, the village in the col had become the most villagers, and it was also the closest to where Jinghong and Yun Qi were now.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then decided to go there first to inquire about the news.

The distance of more than 100 miles was not too far for them, and it only took them about eighty breaths to cross the ridge and reach the outside of the village.

But then they didn't dare to do it with all their might, and the two slowed down and walked into the village side by side.

"Anyone?" Although she could clearly detect the faces behind the doors and windows that were peeking at them, she couldn't pull them out in a grand manner.

However, to her dismay, she shouted three times in succession, but none of the villagers who heard the movement would come out.

She gave Yun Qi a helpless look, Yun Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she walked towards the house on the right hand side with a turn of footsteps.

Jing Hong touched his nose and followed.

As they approached, the breathing of the people behind the door suddenly intensified, and the men holding sticks, sickles, axes and other objects also clenched the "murder weapon" in their hands even harder.

Of course, Yun Qi was not afraid of those things, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door of the house.

The men didn't move, they still hid in the house honestly and refused to show their faces.

Jing Hong was a little speechless - what kind of ostrich is a good big living person? Hiding in the house does not solve any problems!

She thought about it for a moment and dragged Yun Qi to the flat and empty open space to the east of the village.

At the suggestion of Jing Hong, Yun Qi had lunch with her.

Because Jinghong herself is a foodie, her small world has always been prepared with all kinds of delicious foods that can be eaten directly.

The two of them ate very slowly, and the dim sum, barbecue, spirit fruit, and wine in front of them always exuded an attractive aroma.

The hidden watchman, who had been hiding in the shadows, thought he was hiding, swallowed gulp one bite after another—he was hungry.

It had been a long time since he had eaten a full meal, and hunger had made it impossible for him to exert his original strength, so the things that these two strangers ate deeply tempted him.

Most of those things he had never seen before, and the finesse and enticing aroma made it impossible for him to control the rate at which his saliva was secreted.

Under the temptation of food, he felt that his hunger felt more obvious, not only did his stomach begin to cramp, but even his eyes began to become trance-like.

"Do you want to eat?" The crisp female voice with a hint of seduction sounded in his ears, and he subconsciously turned his head.

The long black hair is flying behind the head, the palm-sized little face has delicate facial features, a pair of thin and long phoenix eyes are full of faint smiles, and a black lacquer food box full of all kinds of snacks hangs on the white and slender fingers.

It's the woman.

As soon as he thought of this, he subconsciously raised the long knife in his hand.

Being discovered by the person he was following, and not even noticing when the other party came to him, made him deeply frustrated.

He knew that he was no match for the woman in front of him, but in order to protect his relatives and neighbors in the village, he had to fight.

What about the mantis arm as a car?

Hasn't he been doing the same thing all the time for the last three or four years?

"You are really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and you don't know the hearts of good people. I was kind enough to bring you food, but you turned your sword against me. As if she hadn't seen the long knife hanging above her head, she complained half-truthfully as she forcefully shoved the food box into the arms of the young man opposite.

Her movements were not very rude, but the young man was pushed by her.

He took two steps back with the food box and the knife, and then began to stare at Shocking Hong with a look of surprise.

Just now, his whole body seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle, not only could the knife he raised not fall at all, but even his body could not move a bit, he could only stiffly maintain the posture of raising the knife to split.

But after the woman pushed him, he regained control of his body.

Glancing at the black lacquer food box that was firmly attached to his arms and forced him to "hold" it in his arms, a guess flashed through the young man's mind that even he couldn't believe.

"Are you...... Immortal cultivator?" His voice was a little hoarse, and his attitude when he talked about immortal cultivators was not deferential and fearful.

Jing Hong smiled and nodded, "You are the leader of this village?"

The man shook his head, "Have you ever seen a leader who is in danger alone?"

Jinghong was not annoyed when he choked on him, "But you are the strongest in this village." ”

Whoever has the big fist will have the most right to speak, this is the rule of immortal cultivators.

But obviously, the young man in front of him didn't agree with the rule of the jungle as an immortal cultivator, "So what? Human beings are different from you. ”

Not knowing what came to mind, he paused for a moment before adding, "At least, there are some human beings who are different from you. ”

The corners of Jinghong's lips are slightly hooked - "some are different", the subtext of this sentence is not "there is still some of the same"!

It seems that this young man also knows very well in his heart that the rule of the law of the jungle does not only apply to immortal cultivators.