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Liu Yang held a piece of Yuan Stone that had just been abandoned in his hand, he exhaled, and he didn't sleep all night.

The silver lake in his body was growing stronger and stronger, and the yuan power was surging, and he had a faint feeling that he was not far from the silver intermediate level.

The role of Yuan Li is most clearly and intuitively displayed in front of him, no wonder these things have no price, and they are still regarded as the common currency above the silver level.

Each piece of Yuan Stone contains the purest Yuan Power, which can be directly absorbed without the step of refining in the body, and the speed is countless times faster than self-cultivation.

However, the Yuan Stone is scarce, and it is said that most of the so-called Yuan Stone Mines are in the hands of the imperial court forces, sects and wealthy families, and it is difficult for idlers to see them at all.

Even in Heilongwei, according to personal contributions, the Yuan Shi Yu Lu issued in a month is only a few pieces, and it is really a fool's dream to use such a little Yuan Stone to improve his strength.

Liu Yang was lucky, the gold-level mountain giant ape allowed him to get a medium-grade Yuan Stone and break through to silver, and the wealth left by Zifeng's father was enough to make him easily cross the first level.

With so many yuan stones, an ordinary black dragon guard can't get it in his life, and Cheng Yong is the first time to get a medium-grade spirit stone.

Liu Yang originally intended to hand over all the two medium-grade spirit stones to Cheng Yong, so that he could seize the time to improve his strength, and he didn't want the latter to be confused and let him down.

He suddenly understood what his teacher used to say in his previous life, "The large intestine of a pig that can't be helped." The feeling that Cheng Yong gave him was the soft intestine.

So in a fit of anger, he threw down a medium-grade spirit stone, and said a lot, but he hated the taste of iron and steel.

After a night of practice, his anger gradually subsided, and he also figured out a lot, everyone has their own way to go, let him go.

However, Zifeng's safety problem must be solved immediately, the big war is imminent, and it is inconvenient to think about it with her by her side.

He shook his head, removed the distractions, took out the Yuan Stone from the box, and continued to absorb it.

In the outer city of Lu'an, a woman floated to her, walking on the street, she was dressed in white and white shoes, her long hair was pulled up high, and a long sword was behind her, which was quite dusty.

In this cold winter, there are adults and children shivering from the cold on both sides, all of them are ragged, yellow and thin, and most of them lean against the corner or under the tree, hugging each other for warmth.

The woman's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and suddenly there seemed to be some news delivered, and a burst of joy broke out among the victims, who actually supported each other and walked towards a certain place together.

Slightly puzzled, she quietly followed.

The lotus step moves lightly, which is obviously a simple step, and every time you step down, it must be a few zhang away.

Soon, she saw a scene not far away.

On the opposite street, several porridge shops have been propped up, and whole bags of rice have been poured into large pots and boiled with water.

Zifeng did it herself, making a fire to cook porridge, her father was not at home all the year round, her mother was often seriously ill, and she had always been very good at cooking and laundry.

Even when he arrived at Fengyue Tower, he specialized in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and lyrics, and his cooking skills never fell, let alone cooking this kind of big pot porridge.

There was a slightly chubby middle-aged woman next to her, who was also smiling, busy working up and down, but it was the innkeeper who spontaneously rushed to help with the guys in the store.

The news of the good man's soup soup spread, and the homeless beggars in the entire outer city gathered towards the porridge shop, Cheng Yong took two shop mates to be responsible for maintaining order, he was wearing a flying fish robe, and an embroidered spring knife was hung on his waist, even if his back was slightly hunched, it was also majestic, and the victims spontaneously lined up, looking at an official here, no one dared to make trouble.

Most of the bowls of porridge are clear soup, but it is only for more people to drink, you must know that this bowl of porridge can allow these poor people to live for two more days in the harsh winter.

Although 10,000 taels of silver tickets are a lot, if you want to relieve so many victims, I am afraid that within a few days, you will be able to spend all your money.

Zifeng didn't know much about this, it was all taught to her by the proprietress .

A few bags of grain quickly bottomed out, and seeing that there was still a long queue of people waiting for soup soup to save their lives, Zifeng dared to wait, so he immediately asked a few guys to go to the grain store to buy grain.

After a while, the guys hurriedly ran back, "Oh no, the price of grain has risen." ”

"How can the price increase? Didn't you negotiate a good price with Boss Su a long time ago? ”

"It's a price to sit on the ground!" The proprietress said hatefully, "But Lao Su is not such a person?" ”

She has experienced a lot, and these things are commonplace, but she has long been familiar with the boss of the grain store, and she knows the other party's personality, which is really not like something he can do.

"How much has it gone up?" Zifeng asked.

"The price has increased tenfold!"

"So much! Is Lao Su blindfolded by lard? The proprietress said angrily.

"Buy as much as you want!" Zifeng hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

There was still a group of people lined up in front of her, with expectation in their eyes, waiting for this bowl of gruel to save her life, how could she just give up?

The guy is still a little hesitant, that's ten times more expensive, is this girl crazy?

"Don't go yet!" The proprietress scolded.

The guy was about to leave when he suddenly pointed to a place, "What's that?" ”

When everyone heard the sound, they saw a group of masked black-clothed men running towards this side with swords in hand, looking unkind.

Cheng Yong's expression changed greatly, he hesitated, pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist, and blocked in front of Zifeng.

White spiritual light surged up the blade of the knife, he roared, did not retreat, but advanced, and a huge sword slashed towards the dozens of people in the lead!

The two black-clothed men jumped out suddenly, one sword and one sword, turning into two spiritual powers, and slashing at the sword.

The sword trembled slightly, and the moment it made contact, it dissipated inch by inch, and before Cheng Yong could be shocked, the sword was divided up and down, and stabbed at him at the same time.

The chilling killing intent made his heart tremble, and at this life-and-death juncture, he stood in front of him with a horizontal sword, and the spiritual power of his whole body was running wildly, and the spiritual power turned into a shield-shaped light curtain, blocking in front of him.

Bell, bell!

The scimitar slashed above the light curtain, making a sound of gold and iron, and before Cheng Yong had time to rejoice, the long sword was coming in the blink of an eye, and it was piercing in the middle of the light curtain.

The crack spread like a spider's web, and a huge force spread to the body through the embroidered spring knife, Cheng Yong's whole person flew up directly, spit out several mouthfuls of blood in midair, smashed several porridge pots along the way, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

The gruel splashed on his face, it was very hot, he ignored it, struggled to get up, but found that his spiritual power was disordered, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, and in this moment, he was already seriously injured!

The black-clothed people in front of him were only about a dozen people, and the number was much less than the previous attack on Liu Yang, but just these two sword spirits and sword spirits had the strength of the silver intermediate level, Liu Yang was not there, and Cheng Yong was not an opponent at all.

"Cheng-sama, are you okay?" Zifeng ran over and helped Cheng Yong, looking anxious and overwhelmed.

After the two men in black defeated Cheng Yong, they stopped, and the next group of people drove away the homeless people with knives and smashed the porridge shop that gave alms.

The proprietress and a group of guys were already trembling with fright, hiding in the corner with pale faces, how could they dare to make any moves, but Zifeng was in a hurry, she suddenly stepped forward, stretched out her hands, and stopped a man in black who had smashed it, "Stop!" ”

These porridges are all boiled by her bit by bit, and they are the life-saving porridge of those poor people!

"Look for death!" The man in black waved his knife angrily and slashed at Zifeng's head, without any pity for the jade.

"Purple Phoenix Girl!" Cheng Yong exclaimed, his spiritual power was disordered, his body was seriously injured, and he couldn't move, so he went to save it at this time, but it was too late!

Although he only had contact with Zifeng for a short morning, he admired this Qinglou woman from the bottom of his heart, and praised her kindness in his heart.

He has been in Heilongwei for many years, and all he has seen is intrigue and power, and he almost forgot that there is such a simple truth, goodness and beauty in the world.

If something happened to Zifeng, what kind of face would he have to see Liu Yang!

Zifeng clasped her hands to her chest and closed her eyes in horror for a long time, but there was no movement.

She opened her eyes carefully, only to see a woman in white standing in front of her, holding a long sword in her hand and carrying one hand behind her.

And the black-clothed man who had cut him just now was lying on the ground a few feet away, curled up and moaning.

Cheng Yong's eyes widened, just now he saw a white light streak across the sky, and the black-clothed man at the beginning of the silver rank flew out as if he had been hit hard.

He didn't even see the slightest movement of the woman, and he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation on the woman's body.

There are only two possibilities: one is that the woman is an ordinary person, and the other is naturally that the woman is extremely powerful, isolated from induction, and cannot feel it at all with Cheng Yong's strength.

"Who are you, this is in Lu'an, you can't find death if you want to!" A silver-mid-rank man in black said angrily.

Although there is only a one-order difference between the silver beginner and the middle rank, the strength is not a little bit worse, although he didn't see the woman's movements clearly, but he thinks that with his middle-level strength, he can also defeat the beginner's subordinates with one move.

Another black-clothed man waved his hand, and more than a dozen of his subordinates stopped smashing and leaned over one after another, although they were masked, they could also feel the unkindness in their eyes.

"It is not as good as a beast for others to act kindly, but you act like this." The woman in white said, her voice was crisp, but there was a faint coldness.

"Where are the ugly monsters, meddle ......" The man in black scolded, and before he could finish a sentence, the woman in white moved.

The long sword was unsheathed, there was a faint sound of the sword, the cold light flashed and disappeared, everyone only felt that their eyes flickered, and then they came back to their senses, and some people had already let out a cry of horror.

One of the leaders, the silver-middle-level black-clothed man, covered his neck with his hands, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound.

The long sword was returned to its sheath, and the man in black fell straight down, and a blood line on his neck was clearly visible.

"You killed him! Do you know who he is! The other mid-level sword spirit was shocked and angry, and the rest of the black-clothed people subconsciously gathered together.

"If you don't leave, you'll end up like him." The woman said lightly.

"Arrogance!" The black-clothed sword spirit roared, "Do it!" ”

On the large and small buildings on the side of the road, more than a dozen black-clothed people appeared one after another, they held their bows and arrows, the gray light shone, and one after another feathered arrows shot fiercely.

There were dozens of feathered arrows all over the sky, and the gray light covered the sky, but the woman in white was motionless.

The black-clothed sword spirit breathed a sigh of relief, such a might, even a silver high-level powerhouse had to avoid the edge for the time being.

The long sword was unsheathed again, and with a slight wave of the woman in white, a huge sword light several zhang long broke through the air, and all the feather arrows would be torn apart and turned into ashes as soon as they touched the sword.

The sword swept through, and more than a dozen demon archers were cut in two at the same time, and before the black-clothed sword spirit could be surprised, the sword light did not slow down and passed through his body.

He felt his whole body lighten up, a loud roar behind him, and then he lost consciousness.

The woman in white put her sword back into her sheath and came to Zifeng's side, "It's okay." ”

Cheng Yong was dumbfounded, all this happened in an instant, the woman just understated the sword, and took the lives of all the people in black at the same time!