Emotions slowly piled up, and the hungry crowd suddenly tore open the mouth where they could vent their anger, and resentment gradually gathered in the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's all because of him! So many people died! All diseases...... Cultist...... It's all because of him! ”

These men waved their fists and bared their teeth and splattered vicious language.

"Not really!"

Ming Mo clenched his fists and whispered.

Jie Ya suddenly sensed the aura of danger, and he quickly moved his position to Ming Mo's side.

The man with half of his leg rotten stood up for some reason, his face flushed, and long green tendons protruded from his head: "Hahahaha...... Burn him! Burn him alive! ”

"No, it's not! That's not true! ”

Ming Mo suddenly turned around and grabbed the man's sleeve.

"He killed everyone! All of them! ”

"No, it's not! He's lying! ”

Ming Mo screamed in despair, and the crowd suddenly fell silent, and Jie Ya just pulled her back into her arms.

"I know her! I've seen it in front of the temple of Mez...... She's in league with that traitor! ”

A person quickly stood up, and stretched out his hand straight to Ming Mo's face from a long distance.

This person is the captain of the personal guard of General Yue Bao of the Qingya Army, Qingluo.

His entire face contorted into a strange smile, and the person beside him slowly began to stand up in the direction of his finger.

Ming Mo was fixed in his arms by the cliff, and countless hands stretched out.

She lowered her head, the corners of her skirt were tightly grabbed by her mud-stained fingers, her face was suddenly touched, sticky pus dripped down her eyelashes and into her mouth, and the man with rotten legs looked at her and let out a vicious laugh.

"I'm going to curse you...... I'm going to curse you......"

"Ahh Ah......h

She collapsed instantly, crying and rubbing her face hysterically.

There were resentful expressions all around, and they were approaching this side step by step, countless twisted human heads intertwined with each other, and the crowd was about to stick to the front.

"Get out of the way!"

Jie Ya whispered in her ear.

He pushed Ming Mo behind him and pulled out his own knife.

There was a flash of silver light, and bright red plasma spurted down the heads of the crowd.

The man with rotten legs turned his head to see his arm being sliced from the shoulder, and the hand rumbled into a woman's arms.

Before anyone could scream, there was a dead silence all around.

Only the voice of a wooden villain came from behind Jieya: "Mingmo, Mingmo, do you want me to help you?" ”

Jie Ya turned back to a bloody face and roared angrily: "Shut up!" ”

Then he abruptly left where he was, and the bone knife was sideways in front of him.

In the next second, the knife crisply cut off the index finger of Qingluo's right hand, followed the straight hand, and cut through the flesh on the surface of the arm all the way to his neck.

Qingluo gasped sharply, and watched the cliff reach him in an instant.

He slammed one hand back to the back of his head, and the bone knife was less than an inch in front of his throat.

"Listen!" Jie Ya moved forward and looked directly into Qing Luo's eyes, and lowered his voice threateningly, "I want you to go back and tell that waste that there is no longer three, I can leave your business alone, but if you dare to delay me again, I will let you die a good death......"

When he came back to his senses, Qingluo was no longer under the control of the cliff, and he only felt the pain coming from his right hand until this time.

The outward-facing side of the arm had been completely shaved off the flesh, and he quickly tightened the end, and the movement of the muscles could be seen where it was broken.

In the distance, a woman's scream rang out.

Jieya had already secretly put away the knife, turned around and grabbed Ming Mo, and the flow of people automatically separated a path, and the two walked out like this.

A few steps after leaving, a large bucket suddenly came out of the camp tent in the distance, and a man knocked on the edge of the bucket with a long spoon, making a "bell ......" sound, and everyone stopped to look at him expectantly.

The smell of food filled the air, and the group quickly transformed into a greedy face, pushing and shoving each other and turning around collectively towards the tent.

Ming Mo giggled a few times, and Jieya turned her head to look at her, her eyes narrowed into a slit: "Look, does it look like feeding fish?" ”

The person with the long spoon in his hand is not allowed to swing it in the air to drive away, and it seems that he still has something to say.

"Lord Xiao has ordered someone to develop a medicinal soup for the prevention and treatment of the plague, which is mixed in today's food, the amount is limited, but it is guaranteed that everyone has it, and each person receives a spoonful...... Huh! Don't squeeze, it's all there! Don't squeeze it! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the crowd had already swarmed up.

People are the most easily appeased by immediate benefits, especially food, poor people are overly focused on hunger, so they become indifferent and ignorant, coupled with the dullness of faith, so it is easy to listen, and what is said at that time is what it is.

And every time a new good comes along, they turn to another obsessive apathy.

The barrels were quickly overturned, and those who came close were splashed, and the flesh was loose like scalded fat, and the whole camp was screaming one after another.

Not far away, two children were happily patting the water in the muddy puddle, splashing mud all over their bodies, as dirty as they could be.

Such children no longer have to worry about being scolded by their mothers and soiling their clothes, and they can't even perceive the sadness of having nowhere to go tonight.

"How are they going to live?"

Ming Mo's heart suddenly felt very sad.

"Let's go......"

Jieya was the first to turn around.

"Huh! I said," Ming Mo patted him on the shoulder from behind, "You don't pay attention to anything...... It's really no different from that group of people! ”

"Then I should let you die inside......"

Ming Mo didn't answer for a long time, and when she was really out of the scope of the resettlement site, she giggled a few more times: "I, I won't let myself die...... But you, where have you been? I didn't expect to see you again! ”

"That Bo Ling, it seems that he is really not a good person."

Jie Ya didn't answer, just said something coldly.

Ming Mo instantly restrained his smile: "Nonsense! He has nothing to do with the cult at all! ”

Jie Ya pointed to the southwest where Bubangtai was located: "Everyone is looking for him now, do you want me to explain more?" ”

"That's not right!" She shook her head paranoidly: "It's not right at all! Brother Bo Ling has been worshipping people for a long time, he is very kind and loyal, and he has nothing to do with those people at all...... I was there! Only he told the truth! He said he fled north because he was afraid of being harmed...... That's right, it's definitely because of that! Think about it...... Why didn't the matter of the Green Tooth Army be mentioned at all, but because he said these words? There must be a ghost in this! I won't lie to you! You have to trust me......"

Jie Ya smiled casually, and then asked slowly: "Then the little puppet he gave you, I remember that it should be a kind of forbidden art...... And how to explain it? ”

Ming Mo opened his mouth and stammered for a long time, and the truth was almost about to blurt out, but the villain in his heart suddenly answered sleepily: "Ah...... You ask me? That's right, she's lying! There are some things she just doesn't want to tell you! ”

Jie Ya suddenly sneered and looked directly at her expression, those eyes were cold and ruthless and refused to believe, as if they had seen through everything in Ming Mo's heart.

She took a deep breath uneasily: "Don't you believe me? I was really there! ”

"Didn't you just say ...... Am I no different from that group? ”

Ming Mo heard the sound of the protective layer that he had built up by his illusions suddenly shattering.

She nodded, and when she looked up again, the man who had wandered alone in the barracks late at night suddenly returned.

She stretched out a finger and stroked the hair in front of her forehead: "It seems...... People like you, I kind of understand......"

"It's good to understand!" Jie Ya interrupted her further, "Since everyone is looking for this person, it should be much easier to wait until he shows up...... I'd like to see if he's a good guy after all. ”

The cold wind suddenly fell with fine rain, and the branches of the frozen Qingcheng were still hanging with green branches and leaves.

Ming Mo looked at the undulating wall of neutrality in the distance, and the rest of the short summer seemed to be finally coming to an end.

It's another difficult night, where to stay?