Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sound of flowing water by the river is still the same, but it can't hide Song Qi's sad cry. She was like a lost child, kneeling in the grass on the shore and sobbing helplessly, as if she had lost the courage to get back up.

Suddenly, the sound of rustling came from the grass, and three men with unkind expressions came to the river in a blink of an eye, surrounding Song Qi in a zigzag shape.

"Little girl, hand over all the money on your body, we can let you go!"

The middle-aged man led by the three looked at Song Qi from top to bottom, and then said to Song Qi in a calm tone.

The other two men stared at Song Qi's beautiful face non-stop, and the lewd smile on their faces became more and more obvious.

The three of them had already laid an ambush on the other side of the Tongming River, intending to make a windfall while the refugees crossed the river. But none of the three imagined that a flood would bring everything down the drain. They patrolled the shore for a long time, but they didn't find a second survivor except Song Qi in front of them, and the loss in their hearts was indescribable.

The middle-aged man led by Song Qi was even more disappointed when he saw that Song Qi was dressed ordinarily, but he still didn't plan to let her go easily. In any case, the three of them had been in ambush on the shore for many days, and they were never willing to leave the place empty-handed.

The other two men were also disappointed by this result, but Song Qi's beauty quickly rekindled their passion, and the eyes of the two looked at Song Qi more and more presumptuous and rude.

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Song Qi just glanced up at them slightly.

She didn't take anything out of herself, but looked down at the ground again, and replied to the three of them without any fluctuation: "I have nothing left!

There was no trace of fear on Song Qi's face, and his brain was even more lazy to think about how to get out. Her heart is dead, if the middle-aged man and others can give her a good time, Song Qi will be grateful to them instead.

"Do you think we don't dare?

Seeing that Song Qi didn't show any fear, as if his self-esteem had been hurt, the middle-aged man's tone suddenly became excited.

Because the highest cultivation among the three of them was only at the peak level of martial artists, this group has always been looked down upon by other bandits. The middle-aged man had planned to take advantage of this opportunity to strengthen their strength, but the sudden flood of the Tongming River disrupted all his plans. The middle-aged man was already in a bad mood, but at this time, he was angered by Song Qi's attitude, and immediately pulled out the long knife on his waist and pointed at Song Qi in front of him.

"Big brother, big brother, don't get excited!"

"Yes, such a beautiful little lady, what a pity to kill directly!"

The other two men saw his movements and hurriedly came to the middle-aged man to plead. But they also didn't let Song Qi go, but kept glancing at the middle-aged man, and there was a malicious smile on his face.

"We've been in ambush for so long, even if we don't grab anything, at least we have to have some fun!"

"Yes, yes, otherwise this trip will really be in vain!"

The two kept gesturing to the middle-aged man, and finally made the middle-aged man notice Song Qi's extraordinary beauty.

"Hey, hey, that's good! just let this stinky girl know that our riverside three evils are awesome!"

The middle-aged man finally withdrew the long knife, and the three of them gradually approached Song Qi's side, as if they were about to pounce on her at the same time in the next moment.

Shout!

At the critical moment, a cold light suddenly flashed by the river.

Puff puff!

The throats of the three men were slashed by cold light at the same time, and red blood instantly splattered everywhere.

"You, you, you!"

The middle-aged man and the others looked back at Zhang Wen who was walking out of the grass, their faces full of fear and unwillingness. But the attack of the Cloud Breaking Sword just now didn't give them a chance to survive at all, so the three of them just screamed in shock, and they all fell to the ground and died.

"Why didn't you beg them for mercy just now?"

After Zhang Wen took back the Cloud Breaking Sword, he asked Song Qi lightly, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Because he had encountered too many similar things along the way, he didn't hesitate at all when killing the middle-aged man and the others. It's just that Song Qi's numb reaction made Zhang Wen very curious, so he asked Song Qi with a concerned face.

Song Qi finally raised her head again, she glanced at the middle-aged man and the others who had become corpses, and there was still no expression on her face. It was only when his gaze shifted to Zhang Wen that his expression finally changed slightly.

"I don't have any concerns in this world anymore, and being killed by them is just right to go underground to reunite with my family!"

When Song Qi mentioned her family, her tone was filled with sadness. Even if she didn't explain much, Zhang Wen seemed to have guessed something, and looked at Song Qi with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

"Along the way, many of the people I've met have lost their homes. But not everyone chooses to die quietly, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can always find a reason to live!"

Zhang Wen's voice was firm, and the expression on his face was unquestionable.

Perhaps because he had seen too much suffering along the way, Song Qi's experience did not touch him too much. On the contrary, the tenacious will of many refugees after experiencing hardships made Zhang Wen begin to look forward to tomorrow even more, so the tone of persuasion Song Qi was unwavering.

If after he persuaded Song Qi like this, the other party still chose to wait for death silently, Zhang Wen naturally wouldn't say anything more. But as long as Song Qi changed her mind and didn't give up on herself, Zhang Wen didn't mind spending more time on her, sending Song Qi to a safe place and leaving alone.

Song Qi opened her mouth, wanting to say that it was impossible for Zhang Wen to understand her pain. But when she looked into Zhang Wen's eyes, she couldn't say anything when the words came to her mouth.

She lowered her head and sobbed silently again. And Zhang Wen stayed quietly by the side until Song Qi's cry became louder and louder, and then slowly refocused his eyes on Song Qi.

"Please, help me, I really can't hold it anymore!"

Song Qi looked up at Zhang Wen while crying, his eyes full of helplessness and vulnerability.

Zhang Wen finally had a touch of emotion, stepped forward and squatted down in front of Song Qi, and replied to her in a gentle tone: "Well, everything will pass, believe me!"

"Wow-"

Song Qi immediately threw herself into Zhang Wen's arms and cried again, as if she wanted to express all her grievances and uneasiness. And Zhang Wen also patted Song Qi on the shoulder silently, willing to rely on the other party unconditionally, as if he had taken saving Song Qi as his mission.

On the other side, Ye Ye and others, who were blocked by Yuwen Zhi and had no choice but to flee back to Lingcheng, were urgently discussing countermeasures to deal with the Heavenly Dao Academy.

But no matter how everyone discussed, they found that improving their strength was the only way for them to solve the problem. In other words, there is only one way for the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce to break through, and that is Ye Ye officially promoted to the realm of the Martial King!

Because Ye Ye had already cultivated to the peak of the Martial King, and there were not a few strong Martial Kings who had been killed, everyone had high hopes for him to be promoted to the Martial King. However, Ye Ye had tried to promote the Martial King many times, but he had not found the slightest opportunity to truly break through. At this time, under the tremendous pressure, although Ye Ye remained calm on the surface, he always felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the real breakthrough.

When he was distraught, he left the headquarters of the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce alone and wandered aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Lingcheng. Ye Ye had long heard that the forces that intended to flee the southwest could only return to Lingcheng under the pressure of the dynasty's army, which made Lingcheng unprecedentedly crowded and chaotic, but when he actually came to the streets of Lingcheng, he found that his situation was much more serious than he imagined.

Although the Hanging Mountain of the Heavenly Dao Academy has not really arrived, the Mausoleum City at this time is like a scene before the end of the world. The sound of cries and beatings and scolding came and went one after another in the mausoleum, and the abduction and murder, burning and looting became unprecedentedly rampant, and a breath of panic and despair filled the sky over the entire mausoleum.

When Ye Ye frowned and came to the door of the Hong family, which was originally quite prestigious in the mausoleum city, the scene in front of him instantly made him fall into a rage, and he did not hesitate to stop a group of people in front of the Hong family from committing murder in broad daylight.

I saw that at the gate of the Hong family before Ye Ye's arrival, dozens of masters wearing uniform clothes had surrounded the Hong family. The leader looked to be forty or fifty years old, with a small goatee on his chin. After he surrounded Hong Jiong with his disciples, he directly said to the Hong family in front of him with a grim face: "Hong Yuanshan, get out with your Hong family's people immediately, the Hong family's mansion is now taken over by our Xuanyin faction!"

"Chen Tong, our Hong family has no grudges with your Xuanyin faction in the past and no enmity today, are you deceiving people too much?"

Hong Yuanshan, the head of the Hong family, took the children of the Hong family to block the way of the Xuanyin faction and others, and put on a posture of swearing to protect their homeland. But in Hong Yuanshan's heart, he was already full of anxiety at this time.

Because the highest person in the Hong family is only a newcomer to the realm of the Martial Sect, but Chen Tong, the head of the Xuanyin faction, has already been promoted to the peak realm of the Martial Sect, not to mention, the masters of the Martial Sect realm in the Xuanyin faction far exceed the Hong family. If the Hong family really confronted the Xuanyin faction head-on, it was very likely that they would end up in annihilation today.

But when the southwest was in a panic, the Hong family's mansion was already the last place for their Hong family to survive. If even the last home can't be kept, the Hong family may disintegrate and dissipate in an instant, disappearing forever in the long river of history.

Hong Yuanshan didn't want the Hong family to be destroyed in his own hands, so he took the children of the Hong family to guard the door of the Hong family with a resolute face, preventing the masters of the Xuanyin faction from taking a step forward.

"Hong Yuanshan, are you old and confused? Now that Lingcheng has completely fallen into chaos, even the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce can no longer maintain order in Lingcheng. As long as the sect can occupy more resources and hold out for a longer period of time, no leader of any force will care what means are used! It is the honor of your Hong family that our Xuanyin Sect can look down on your Hong family's territory! Now hurry up and let the Hong family's mansion out, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Although the Xuanyin faction is not a local force in Lingcheng, its comprehensive strength is much stronger than that of the Hong family. At a time when Lingcheng was already in chaos, the Hong family simply couldn't expect any support from the Jade Leaf Chamber of Commerce. In the face of the undisguised oppression and persecution of the Xuanyin faction, the Hong family had almost no way out no matter whether they faced it or not, so the disciples of the Xuanyin faction had an expression on their faces that were determined by them.