On the eve of the outbreak of the Great War, chaos in the mausoleum continued. Zhang Wen and Song Qi, who returned to Lingcheng from the southwest edge, could not hide their shock and regret when they saw Lingcheng become like this. It's just that the news of the chaotic situation in Lingcheng has already spread throughout the entire Canglang Dynasty, and the two of them are also mentally prepared, so they quickly regained their composure and calmly entered the city.

Since you are no stranger to the Mausoleum, seek refuge in a nearby shelter as soon as possible. I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave!"

After saving Song Qi, Zhang Wen persuaded Song Qi to return to Lingcheng with him. On the way, the two heard that the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce had set up many shelters in Lingcheng to provide shelter for refugees, so as soon as they arrived in Lingcheng, Zhang Wen suggested that Song Qi immediately go to the nearest shelter.

"Where are you going? Can we meet again?"

Because Song Qi found that many buildings were occupied by the forces that fled to Lingcheng after entering the city, it is very likely that the Piaoxiang Building, which originally belonged to her, has also changed hands, and the materials in the Piaoxiang Building have long been emptied by them, even if Song Qi goes back, it is difficult for Song Qi to survive alone, so she has no intention of returning to Piaoxianglou.

But Song Qi was unwilling to part ways with Zhang Wen, seeing Zhang Wen's hurried appearance, she felt an indescribable anxiety and loss in her heart.

"Entrusted by someone, I still want to find someone in the Mausoleum City! After that, it is even more likely to join the Winged Man Army and fight the Heavenly Dao Academy, and the chance of meeting again may be relatively slim. ”

When Zhang Wen heard Song Qi ask this, he couldn't help but show a trace of amazement on his face. But in the blink of an eye, he regained his strength, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if he had already put his life and death out of the question.

The loss in Song Qi's eyes was even more obvious, and just when Zhang Wen turned around and was about to disappear in front of her eyes, she quickly opened her mouth and asked Zhang Wen persistently, "At least, tell me what your name is, right?"

Because both of them were relatively reticent along the way, they didn't know each other's names until now. Song Qi was afraid that she would soon forget what Zhang Wen looked like, so she had to ask Zhang Wen's name before leaving.

After Zhang Wen turned around and saw Song Qi's eyes, there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart. But he didn't think much about it, and while smiling lightly at Song Qi, he replied lightly: "My name is Zhang Wen!

After finishing speaking, Zhang Wen quickly turned around and left, and gradually disappeared towards the address Chen Qingxuan gave him.

Song Qi looked at the direction where Zhang Wen disappeared with a blank expression, and the loss in his eyes gradually evolved into emptiness, as if the strength of the whole person had been drained.

She touched her face, doubting her beauty for the first time. Because Zhang Wen didn't ask her name from beginning to end on the way back to Lingcheng with her. Or as Zhang Wen said just now, his life and death are uncertain, and even if he knows her name, it doesn't mean anything, so he simply doesn't ask anything.

Since Song Qi was rescued by Zhang Wen, he has long regarded the other party as his only motivation to live. And now this only motivation seems to be about to disappear, and Song Qi seems to have returned to the state of despair that he was at a loss by the Tongming River.

"No matter what, I must live, or everything he has done for me will be in vain!"

Perhaps after seeing too much suffering on the way back to Lingcheng with Zhang Wen, Song Qi gained some courage from those who struggled to survive, and his mind became much stronger than before. She forcibly dispelled the negative emotions in her mind, dragging her tired body towards the nearest shelter, ready to solve her own survival problems first.

After Zhang Wen left Song Qi, he quickly found the Song family's business place in Lingcheng, Piaoxiang Building, according to the address given by Chen Qingxuan. When he saw that there were still figures in the Piaoxiang Building, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Zhang Wen's face. He walked directly into Piaoxiang Building, and asked politely to a man who seemed to be a follower: "This little brother, may I ask if Song Qi, the shopkeeper of Piaoxiang Building, is still here?"

The man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wen carefully, neither nodding nor denying, but replied lightly to Zhang Wen: "Wait a minute, I want to ask our boss!"

After saying that, the man turned around and went upstairs directly, ready to inform the leader of their group of people about Zhang Wen's intention. Soon the other party came to Zhang Wen again, and his tone became enthusiastic and said to Zhang Wen: "Our boss has an invitation, you can go upstairs with me." ”

Zhang Wen showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he did not refuse the other party's invitation, but decisively followed the other party to the second floor. But as soon as he stepped into a room on the second floor, the door behind him closed instantly, and a dozen men in ambush surrounded him.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Wen seemed to have expected it, and there was no shock on his face. He glanced at the dozen or so fierce men around him, and then looked up and asked coldly to a middle-aged man sitting in the center of the room.

"What do you mean? Don't you understand? Hand over all your valuables at once, or you won't have to leave this room today!"

The middle-aged man sitting in the center of the room was the leader of the Nanxiang Society, a small force in the southwest, and they fled to Lingcheng and quickly took Piaoxiang Building for themselves, and they were still trying all kinds of ways to collect supplies, even doing things like robbing homes and houses.

This time, Zhang Wen sent him to the door by himself, and the middle-aged man and the others suddenly decided to ransack him. More than a dozen martial spirit powerhouses from the Nanxiang Society quickly gathered in the room under his orders, which made Zhang Wen completely block his way as soon as he entered the door.

The middle-aged man has the cultivation of the martial arts realm, and he can barely be regarded as a master in today's southwest. Although Nanxiang would encounter several challenges after occupying Piaoxiang Building, they were all calmly repelled by middle-aged men and others without exception. In addition, the middle-aged man had a cousin who was a member of the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce, so they had absolute confidence when facing Zhang Wen.

"It seems that you don't know Song Qi, just a bunch of gangsters who occupy the magpie's nest. Not everyone in Lingcheng can be bullied by you, now let me go, I can act as if nothing has happened!"

Although the middle-aged man and the others were aggressive, Zhang Wen never ate them, nor did he take the strength of the middle-aged man and others into account. After being surrounded by everyone, his expression was as calm as usual, and there was no fear in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged man.

Everyone in Nanxiang was surprised, they didn't expect this young man's tone to be so rampant. A hint of deep groan flashed on the face of the leader of the Nanxiang Society, guessing that Zhang Wen's strength might not be as simple as they imagined, but he did not have the slightest intention of compromise, but planned to make the reputation of the Nanxiang Society even louder through Zhang Wen.

"Can a boiled duck still fly? I'll give you one last chance now, and if I don't hand over your belongings, no one can save you today!"

The middle-aged man got up and walked up to Zhang Wen, and said to him in a cold tone, as if he would attack Zhang Wen in the next second.

Zhang Wen saw that the other party acquiesced to the fact that they didn't know Song Qi, and couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Then he turned around and tried to leave the place, as if he didn't want to waste a little time with them.

"Bastard, give it to me, let this kid know that our Nanxiang will be amazing!"

Seeing that Zhang Wen despised them so much, a hint of tyranny instantly appeared in his eyes. He waved his hand violently at the Nanxiang Congregation beside him, and the Nanxiang Congregation disciples immediately rushed towards Zhang Wen at the same time.

"Leave it for me!"

"Boy, die!"

"Since you're here, don't go!"

More than a dozen martial spirit powerhouses from the Nanxiang Society were dispatched at the same time, and the momentum was quite huge. But Zhang Wen just frowned, he didn't even bother to pull out the Cloud Breaking Sword, turned around and kicked it around!

Bang bang!

Zhang Wen kicked all the Nanxiang Society disciples who rushed in front of him away, and the tables, chairs and benches in the room were smashed in an instant, and even the door not far from Zhang Wen was directly smashed out of several humanoid holes.

The middle-aged man took a step back when the disciples of the Nanxiang Society rushed towards Zhang Wen, just because he was afraid that Zhang Wen's strength would exceed his expectations and let himself be affected. But it wasn't until now that he realized that he had still far underestimated Zhang Wen just now.

However, the middle-aged man did not completely lose his square inch.

After a martial spirit master who was kicked away by Zhang Wen got up, the leader of the Nanxiang Society immediately glanced at him. The man nodded hurriedly, then turned around and went downstairs and left the place, as if he was going to move the rescuers.

At the same time, the middle-aged man took advantage of Zhang Wen's attention to be attracted by that person, and decisively mobilized all his strength and punched Zhang Wen suddenly.

Rumble!

The strength of the Martial Sect realm all exploded, and the middle-aged man's threat to Zhang Wen was far greater than that of the martial spirit powerhouse who rushed up just now. But Zhang Wen's expression remained unchanged, and when the middle-aged man rushed in front of him, he stretched out a palm and confronted the middle-aged man's fist.

Bang!

An explosion rang out in the center of the room, a scorching breath emanating from the place where the two men had struck.

Those martial arts masters who originally stood up from the ground planned to help the middle-aged man fight the enemy together, but after being forced back by this scorching breath, these people all did not dare to step forward with a look of fear, for fear of being instantly strangled by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"Get out of here!"

After Zhang Wen disintegrated the middle-aged man's offensive with one palm, a trace of impatience gradually appeared on his face. In order to make a quick decision, he directly pulled out the Cloud Breaking Sword and slashed at the middle-aged man.

Wow!

The cold light of the Cloud Breaking Sword forced everyone to quickly close their eyes, and the middle-aged man who was locked by the Cloud Breaking Sword felt his scalp tingle, and hurriedly withdrew and retreated, wanting to distance himself from Zhang Wen.