After Zeng Shaoqiu left, Luo Yong was elected by the bandit officers to be their spokesperson, and went to the city to discuss the next plan with Jinghong.

They are many bandits and robbers who are like people talk about, but they don't know that they care more about their lives than more people, they are deserters from all countries, in order to survive, they fall into the grass, and their obsession with life is too many ordinary people.

Therefore, they could surrender for the sake of their lives, even if the enemy, whom they had disdained before, threatened to crush like an ant.

It's just that they still have some careful thinking after surrendering, although the fire burned very strongly, it would not swallow 500,000 people.

The fire was merciless, except for the first part of the people who began to flee, most of them were buried in the flames, and later they trampled on each other in a panic, and some of them died.

But there were still 100,000 people alive in disarray, so 100,000 surrendered to 10,000.

After the dust settled, they gradually had thoughts, 10,000 against 100,000, they suddenly felt a little capital turned over, until the green shadow appeared, they quickly overturned the little caution that had just risen.

Luo Yong stood in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion away from the city, there were only a dozen steps, but he couldn't move at all, as long as he thought of the green shadow, his legs were like filled with lead, and he didn't move.

The fear that the green shadow brought to him came from the first battle of their conquest of the Chu State, when the poison set aside his army and stood in front of them alone, everyone laughed crazy, some laughed at him crazy, some laughed at his incompetence, some laughed at his idiocy, all these laughs came from the asymmetry of the strength of the enemy and the enemy.

Everyone knows that the personal strength in this world is insignificant in front of the vast army, because no matter how high your strength is, there will always be a time when the spiritual power in your body will be consumed, and at that time, even if you are as strong as the Lord of the Snow Mountain, you can only be slaughtered by others like ordinary people.

But in fact, this unattractive man slapped each of them in the face.

At that time, Luo Yong remembered that there was a companion who was much stronger than him, but when he rushed to the man's side, he was killed by the man.

Murderers, people always kill them, the death of their companions does not cause them much sorrow, they are always like this, as long as the person who dies is not themselves, what does it matter to others whether they live or die.

But everyone didn't expect that the life and death of other people were also related to themselves.

Then they saw that their companions, who had lost their lives, stood up, roared like beasts, and rushed towards them in a frenzy.

While they were still shocked by the miraculous means of resurrection, the screams quickly brought them back to reality, only to see their resurrected companion bite the neck of another companion, even if the bullet shot pierced his body, and did not let go, and there was no discomfort.

The person who was finally bitten became less and less struggling until he did not move at all.

Their resurrected companion sucked on his neck for a long time, then let out a roar of pleasure and looked up.

Luo Yong could never forget that gaze, which was a gaze that treated himself as food, so much so that he often woke up in his dreams for many days afterward.

In the end, his companion who had come back from the dead was smashed to pieces in the head by their concerted efforts, and then there was no movement.

While they breathed a sigh of relief, there was already a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at the unattractive young man.

But it wasn't over yet, the nightmarish howls rang out again, and they looked at the headless corpse in panic, and scolded themselves for being stupid, and the head was gone, and there was no sound to come out.

Screams and angry shouts erupted, and at last they found the source of the commotion, and the people who had been bitten or scratched by their companion who had come back from the dead were all like that companion, without pain, and foraging for food.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it and shouted "demon" and fled, this escape seemed to point the way for all those who were overwhelmed, and more and more people chose to flee, so the "people" who were frantically foraging for food became more and more likely to eat.

Until this commotion alarmed Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji burned all the "foragers" with black flames, and at the same time, those who had been bitten or scratched were also burned clean by him.

The scorching smell was shocking to all of them.

When the dust settled, when Mo Wuji went to look for the boy again, the boy had already abandoned his city and ran away.

If there was anyone in this world besides Mo Wuji who made this group of people feel afraid, Luo Yong would not hesitate to tell him that he was a teenager.

Finally, Luo Yong climbed all the stairs with difficulty, and his hands trembled against the door, but he no longer had the strength to push it open.

The door was still open, but it was not he who pushed it open, and he looked at the young man he least wanted to see inside the door, his brain went blank for a while, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking like chaff.

He glanced at Luo Yong suspiciously, he had already felt that there was someone outside, but after waiting for a long time, no one came in, so he pushed the door open impatiently.

"Not coming in yet?"

"Good...... Good. Luo Yong didn't know how he walked into the City Lord's Mansion meeting hall.

The young man didn't come with him, he was instructed by Jinghong that he must wait until everyone was received before he could go in, how did the young man know that Jinghong really wanted him to receive only Luo Yong, the representative of the bandit army.

Luo Yong was relieved to be relieved for a long time after leaving the boy, and he gradually regained his senses, and now he was sweating profusely as if he had taken a bath.

The unknown is the most terrifying, and the unpredictable methods of the youth are the source of his fear.

There were not many people in the council hall, because there were not many soldiers with Jinghong.

Luo Yong chose an inconspicuous corner and sat down, he seemed to be the last person to come in, he didn't see the boy, he breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could completely relax that breath, he saw the poison come in, walked to the girl's side, and stood there motionless.

I don't know if it's his own delusion, he feels that the boy has been staring at him, and his heart is always fluttering, so that he doesn't listen to a word of the things discussed in the hall.

Until everyone's eyes looked at him, he obviously felt a trace of impatience in the young man's eyes, and he stood up suddenly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter, the first time they had seen soldiers who were so afraid of death.

There was no expression on Jinghong's face: "Quiet!"

"You have already surrendered like me, you are your own person, and no one here will kill you. You can rest assured. Jing Hong's efforts are to behave kindly, which is not difficult, because at this time she has already smiled in her heart.

"Good...... Good. Luo Yong didn't care about smiling, and sat down with a sigh of relief, the young man seemed to listen to the girl's words, since the girl said so, then his life should be saved.