The two of them walked all the way from the Taixian Mountain Range, which was already in tatters, and there was no need to pretend at this time, and they slightly restrained the fluctuations of their aura, looking like two refugees, they walked all the way over, passed through the city gate, and entered the Flowing Wind City.

The demon sergeant guarding the city only glanced at it once or twice, but didn't say anything.

"That's?"

Not long after entering the city, after passing the urn city, and really entering the main city, Sheng Shou suddenly looked up to the right and widened his eyes.

Ling Xiao followed his gaze and suddenly froze in place.

In the distance, a forest of flag pillars, large and small, hundreds of round wooden flag posts tens of meters high, standing there.

The last time he came to Flowing Wind City, Ling Xiao had seen this flag pillar wood, and at that time, each flag pillar was wrapped with the banners of the large and small Terran forces in Flowing Wind City, flying like a long dragon in the wind, which was spectacular.

But now, what hangs on the flag post is no longer a flag.

It's the skull.

Dead human heads that were cut off alive.

Ling Xiao looked up at the log column that was originally the flag pillar of the city flag, the original dark flagpole had been soaked in blood, and the color had already turned a shocking dark red.

Around the top of the column were densely hung the heads of Terran civilians, including some old people, women, and children.

An irrepressible trace of murder flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Or dead people.

The demons still started the slaughter.

As a human race, when Ling Xiao saw such a scene, how could he not be indignant or angry in his heart.

Sheng Shou on the side, his eyes were also burning with anger.

However, the two of them still suppressed the urge to make a move in their hearts for the time being, and decided to take another look and inquire about the news first.

Walk all the way down the main road.

The main street, which was originally the most prosperous and lively in the city, has long since lost its former glory.

Under such a brutal and absurd rule of the demons, they are closed from house to house, and there are no vendors on the street to sell goods.

The few Terrans walking in the city were almost all trembling, and the cats bent over, not daring to raise their heads to walk.

Sheng Shou was familiar with the terrain of Convective Wind City, and he led Ling Xiao all the way through the streets and alleys.

What they saw in front of them made the two of them feel complicated, and they were speechless for a while.

All that catches your eye is desolate and dilapidated, with many gold-lettered pawn shops, restaurants, and tea inns, all of which are in dilapidated foyers at this time, and the signboards and door frames are shattered by the aftermath of the fight, scattered everywhere.

"The aging of this Liufeng can be called a must in Liufeng City!"

Sheng Shou looked up at the Liufeng Restaurant where only half of the plaque remained.

There was an elusive look in his eyes like a hazy mist, making it impossible to discern his emotions at this time.

Ling Xiao looked at Sheng Shou, who was slightly lonely with his back, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

After all, he is a visitor from outside the world of Hongwu, and for Sheng Shou, this is indeed the hometown where he was born and raised, and the bandit leader is his home everywhere, in this windy city, he doesn't know how many times he has come, there are his friends and memories.

The hometown has suffered a heavy blow, the foreign tribe has invaded, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the human race is almost withering.

Ling Xiao's eyes darkened, and half a sound stuck in his throat, just about to say something to comfort this bandit leader.

That's when —

"The youngest daughter of the boss of the flowing wind is flowing Yunyun, and her appearance and temperament can be regarded as one of the top ten stunning colors in the flowing wind city. ”

Sheng Shou turned his head suddenly, a strange color slipped through his eyes, his brows twitched slightly, and he smiled strangely at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was stunned.

Dumb!

Dumb!

It was as if time and space suddenly stood still.

For a moment, Ling Xiao could only hear the screams of the demon beasts black magpie and vultures above his head.

He tried his best to resist the urge to knock the person in front of him to the ground, his face sank, and he turned and strode forward.

It seems that he thinks too much, where does he need to comfort himself for a heartless pit like a robber leader.

Sheng Shou looked at Ling Xiao's back, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He looked up again at the plaque with only the word "Flowing Wind" left, and then chased after it.

...

After crossing two streets.

"This son, take a look..."

A dry and old voice came as if begging.

Ling Xiao heard the prestige.

An old man squatted on the stone steps of the street, dressed in a dusty cloth coat full of holes.

Beside him, on a long brown cloth, there were bits and pieces of female red belongings.

"Uncle, now that the demons have captured the main city, why don't you go home to take refuge, why do you still come out to set up a stall. Sheng Shou walked over, squatted down and asked in a low voice.

Ling Xiao also approached and squatted down, picking up the playthings scattered on the cloth one by one and looking at them, but he was very serious.

The palm-sized bronze mirror, the shuttlecock woven with pheasant feathers, and the bracelet braided with red rope are all gadgets with rough materials and simple workmanship.

"Well, the surplus food at home has long been gone, and the fields outside the city have been destroyed and turned into a scorched earth.

My son and daughter-in-law were also captured by the demons, and their whereabouts are unknown, leaving only the little grandson who was just born and is still waiting to be fed, and my old wife.

We don't have to eat or drink, but I pity my grandson, who has just reached the full moon, and he hasn't even drunk a mouthful of rice soup for two days..."

The old man seemed to be selling for a day, and finally was accosted, so he couldn't wait to choke and pour out a cavity of bitter water.

Ling Xiao and Sheng Shou looked at each other, the city gate was on fire, and the people suffered.

If it hadn't been for the people, they really didn't feel that the devastating wars and foreign invasions had made the people miserable and destitute.

"Fortunately, my wife can also do some handicrafts by female workers, and I set up a stall here during the day to sell, even if I can't exchange coins, it's good to exchange some rice and flour..."

The two of them fell silent before the old man met, thinking that they were not going to buy their own things, so they hurriedly spoke, wanting to make a final effort to fight for it.

Ling Xiao looked at the old man in front of him, he fell so far, and he also hoped to exchange for a mouthful of food through his own labor, so that the weak man who was neither humble nor arrogant in his bones made him feel a little respect in his heart.

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to have anything to eat.

He glanced at Sheng Shou.

The latter took out a bag of flour from the dantian treasure bag ...

A bag of flour?

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned.

This famous leader of the Eighteen Great Thieves outside the territory has a bag of flour in his treasure bag?!

"Hey, hey..."

Sheng Shou understood Ling Xiao's eyes and grinned: "A peerless hero like me who acts chivalrous and righteous is not always able to live in a restaurant inn, and there are also times when I am hunted down by the enemy and live in the wilderness, which is needed from time to time... Rainy day... Haha!"

He squeezed his eyebrows, his facial features were twisted, and he threw a few glances at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao could only be speechless.

But that's okay, at this time, even if you give the old man a coin source crystal, I'm afraid that you won't be able to exchange it for food, and maybe you will be forcibly seized by the demon warriors and kill people for money.

After a turn of thought, he looked at the robber leader in front of him who seemed to be rough and rude, but in fact delicate and cautious.

After seeing off this grateful old man, they walked around the main line of the city.

The city is all badly damaged, and the streets that are usually bustling with traffic are now almost only blown by the cool breeze and autumn leaves.

For the Terrans of Flowing Wind City, it all felt like the end of the world.