The snow had not melted for a few days, and the occasional white moonlight reflected the square in front of the city gate as if it were day.

The wind that came in the night froze the remnants of snow all over the ground, and it only rattled when I stepped on it.

The torches on the tower of the city gate were already lit, and the lonely and dim light of the fire.

Tens of thousands of people cannot advance and retreat, and they cannot retreat. It's been the sixth day of such a stalemate, and a bloody scene is bound to be staged today.

The limit for a person to survive without food is seven days.

Hundreds of people had died sporadically in the past few days, but the persuasion work was still effective, and the old man agreed to dozens of black-clad ironheads to walk through the process, dragging away and burying the bodies of the dead.

The wind in the city gate tower is lined up, blowing Li Ziyu's cheeks hurt, his face has long been white, since this group of refugees besieged the city, he can't untie his clothes, and he also earns an eye at night, and it is difficult to sleep and eat.

A worm jumped on Vice Marshal Li's sword.

He waved it and coaxed it, but the thing smacked himself. There was a burst of crackling, but he didn't stop: "You're fine, but you're a forbidden army guard who walks through Yang in vain——"

The guy yawned, and Vice Marshal Li smiled: "Dead worm, didn't freeze you to death in winter?" Reaching out and pinching its wings, it pouted its buttocks, and "fluttered ......" swooped an egg, and as soon as Vice Marshal Li reached out to catch it, the egg became a big meat channel, and he turned into a sugar gourd again......

"You're a fool—" The two people, one big and one small, giggled and beckoned to Vice Marshal Li.

"Why do you have a blue light flashing on your face......"

"How can there be fireflies in winter?"

"Why is this firefly so stupid and fat?"

The eggshell flickered its wings, and shook its head aggrievedly into the sleeve of the tall man's coat.

Vice Marshal Li's eyes were as big as cowbells, and he asked in surprise, "Are you the crown prince?"

"Click, click......" knocked on a large iron pot made of Shuo Iron, the simmering sound was loud, the black crowd was spread out like a wheat field, and a number of watermelons floated on the wheat field.

The watermelon stretches endlessly, from the base of the city wall to the foot of the mountain.

Of course, those watermelons are all heads.

There was a hint of stirring in the crowd.

"How do you smell porridge ......?"

Yes, the taste of porridge and rice spreads quickly in the open, windy dawn of winter.

Suddenly, the wall opened like a door.

A line of old men stepped out of it. The old men walked slowly, scattered in a straggler formation and walked towards the black-clad and iron-headed human wall.

The old man in the middle is 90 years old. Most of the refugees outside the city knew him. Fleeing from the famine in his distant homeland, he was in the limelight when he first started on the road, and dared to compete with a 60-year-old man.

Now, although the old man was hobbling, he proudly straightened his chest and held his head high. On the line of conflict, the black-clothed ironhead warned in a chaotic voice: "There are mines and gunpowder ahead, and those who cross the line will be killed!"

The court has laid millions of mines and bombs along the border. The main purpose is to make the refugees in Shuzhong afraid and dare not overstep.

"! looks like you're dying......" An old man's gray beard turned over in a crowd, and he could have squeezed to the base of the wall, where it was warmer. But the helpless one who spoke was like his own dead grandson. So the old man and the skinny weeping boy became a "pair".

The old man was honored by the General Assembly as "the head".

"Pair", "Leader" and "Plague Ghost" are some new words that have been invented in the past six or seven days by tens of thousands of people from the Demon Jue Kingdom or the Ten Kingdoms of Gashi who have worked hard outside the city gates.

"Alas, we came to Tianyu City just to avoid the 'plague' ghosts!"

"The Demon Continent has only this only pure land left—"

"But in the past few days, it seems that we are also at the end of the road, where can Tianyu City receive so many of us!"

"I heard that there is also a 'plague ghost' in the dungeon of the city......"

"Plague ghost" is a word that everyone understands, because of the great drought in the hometown, there has been no rain for several years, first locusts, then the Black Death, then thousands of miles of yellow sand, and finally, there is "plague ghost ......"

People are superstitious when they are desperate. It is said that someone has violated the divine power of the great god Jiang Yang, and the great god has sent the "plague ghost" to punish the Demon Continent, and the Demon Continent is already so precarious.

A few dying people next to him looked at each other and sighed: "Where is the general plague-"

"It's a ghost!"

The weeping child glanced behind her ass in horror, and five female ghosts in flower clothes carried a pot from there and walked over in a flutter.

In a trance, I was shocked to hear the children's words.

"Here it is, the plague ghost is coming......"

"What? The plague ghost chased after him so quickly......

The crowd was in disarray, sleeping, half-asleep, half-awake, or breathing, all scattered in horror, and they all thought it would be from the road behind their butts.

So they fell and poured over the city gate.

The plague eats people, sees blood and drinks blood, has no face, and of course if it cuts off its hands, it can also be called alive.

Hide, as far as you can.

The child hid in his grandfather's arms. The grandfather first turned around, facing the direction of the city gate, jumped up, a harrier turned over, squatted in front of everyone, and said: "If you want to eat, eat me first!"

Another ragged man stretched out a hand like a black chicken paw and covered the child's eyes. Yes, the person who is eaten must first be divided into five parts, like five horses divided into corpses, and the bloody scene is simply impossible to see.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and the city gate "rumbled...... with a loud bang, but the "plague ghost" was behind them.

The five flowers and branches are like beautiful flowers.

"Come on. Come on......" one of the "plague ghosts" called her companions.

The echo roared, startling a few: the "plague ghost" could speak.

The pile in the back is still untouched. "Ouch-" There seemed to be a groan, and the "plague ghost" was overjoyed, and shouted "porridge...... Is that you?"

Seeing that there was no response for a long time, he asked again.

"It's going to die, it's good to be dead......" But a little farther away, a male voice came out rudely. "Right...... If you can't find it, you're dead, and if you die, you're a plague ghost!"

"Boom......" One thing pounced on his hand, and the tall man was terrified, but it was a cat.

Throw away the cat.

Then I felt a pair of hands touch me.

It was a woman's hand, and a madwoman groped for the tall man in a faint light, and said, "Hungry ,—— ate this porridge...... You're going to turn me into a plague ghost, right?"

"Oh. I said, "Mother, do you know where she is?" the tall man felt a tingling in his heart as if he had fallen into hell, and anxiously asked which of the entourages had been lost.

"In a pink coat?" the woman asked.

"Yes. Yes, yes—" The tall man nodded his head as he seemed relieved.

"No. Whatever the difference is!, "The madwoman crooked her face and guided the young woman who broke out of the city gate in the middle ......of the night. The eyes were full of contempt and schadenfreude: "Uh-huh, it's too late." I'm afraid it's already a 'plague ghost'......"

"Wow...... Porridge-" The blue light of the fireflies was bright, and the tall man could see clearly that he was wearing the broken pink coat he was familiar with, and cried out: "Mother, the child can't stand you." I'll go to the whole porridge, the porridge of 70,000 people, and I'll delay it for a few more moments, and I don't want you to go-"

He cried with all his heart, his hands lying on the steaming iron pot, and slapping the iron horse spoon loudly.

"Unexpectedly, you are a loving and righteous ...... Tut...... "The madwoman is in tattered clothes, talking is better than a fig leaf, sitting on the ground, sighing."

The weeping child brushed away the fingers on his face and ran over, carefully wiping the tall man's tears.

"Second silly sister, Uncle Porridge is here ......" After learning that among the four women in Suosuo, someone finally stretched out a snow-white arm and lifted it out from behind the crowd, and there was a movement.

She was so angry that she didn't dare to say yes out loud. She called him the second silly sister because she thought that the refugees outside the city would definitely reject the prince.

Fortunately, the title of "two silly sisters" is only known to Hua Congee and Wuxie.

The sound of innocence was particularly indistinct among the many whimpering and wailing in the square, but innocence was heard like an amnesty.

"Slave, it's too late to come back. "Innocence stopped crying, the soldiers were in chaos, a little woman with porridge, she said she would lose it, and then heaven and man were separated.

Today, I disguised myself and went to cook porridge by myself, but I didn't expect that the kid with the porridge was playful, and the leader followed behind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The madwoman seemed to be smiling when she heard him, and when she saw that the little man should be a girl, he actually said, "The slave family should not let Uncle Congee suffer." ”

The mad woman next door was completely crazy, the big man looked like a man but wore women's clothes, calling himself a "slave", and the little man looked like a woman, but he wore the clothes of a small maid and called himself "uncle".

The world is turned upside down, the rooster should lay eggs, and the hen should crow. Disdainfully, "Tsk—I said I was crazy." These two are crazier than me!"

"Congee, can you climb here?" Innocent is like a dog locked up by the crowd, jumping up and down for a long time, trying to find a suitable position, he can't get closer to the flower porridge, and after squinting carefully for a long time, the flower porridge is silent.

He cried again and asked, "Congee, you are silent, speak again, please!"

"Tsk, I can't stand it, it's a sissy...... "The crazy woman ran into the crowd, jumped up and looked over, and said, "I'm not dead, don't howl a sissy!"

Above the city gates, there was a clang.

When I woke up, this magic mirror was requisitioned by the Demon Emperor and hung above the gate of the Yujue Palace, saying that it was going to be broadcast live by the whole people, and now the magic mirror was hung on the city tower by the Protector of the Kingdom.

What appears in the mirror is that the demon prince is arrogant and innocent. The arrogance in the mirror is full of spirit, a blue-white robe, covered with a green silk straight-robed coat, a pair of thin eyes, a flesh-pink tulle on the face that is better than nothing, covering the lower half of the face, and the elegant temperament is sent in the oblique wind is a flute, a song, and his magnetic voice makes his own jokes affectionately.

"In my hometown, you can see willows everywhere like smoke. The willows are graceful, soft and elegant, which can be described as very charming. It's just that once this thing is manipulated by the mother, it can also become a whip to teach people, which makes people feel uneasy. ”

When everyone heard this, they laughed and shook the roof tiles.

In the mirror, the scene of the prince and the flower porridge on the cliff head getting married.

Ao Wuxian watched coldly, seeing the flower porridge in tattered clothes, his hair was full of grass poles, the spring between his eyebrows and eyes was gone, and he looked like he couldn't help but look tempting, and his heart was tense for a while, and he was recognized in front of everyone, but it was not easy to explain.

Ao Wuxian smiled bitterly and whispered to Hua Congee, "If you don't want to be my mother, people will easily recognize me as the prince!"

It means that if you want to make trouble, you will definitely pay the consequences.

There was a burst of silver bell-like crisp laughter all around, and Hua Congee smiled: "You don't know this, everyone, what you think about for a while is that there is a meal to eat, and my stupid son is sick......!" I went to the temple for my mother and made a wish—"

Well, this porridge must be given out on credit today.

Li Fushuai pretended to be a woman dressed in purple, the thickest and older of the five, but there was another charm, delicate and cute flesh, he took over the conversation and said with a smile: "According to the maid, madam, you still don't want to be anxious, let go first, let the children in the group eat the porridge, and then slowly those big pots will be fine, otherwise, the hungry children, who of us can afford it!"

The Demon Emperor and the Protector of the Kingdom had a dispute in the court, but no one was willing to use their own food to help the victims, but now there is a prince who is still merciful.

......

"Let's not eat your porridge!"

"You must be the plague spirits in disguise......"

"There must be medicine in this porridge......"

The crazy woman is obviously the leader of the women, and she scolded with a dignified smile: "Two people who are so shameless, neither men nor women, have just left the city gate, and they are talking nonsense here, and I am not afraid of everyone's jokes! Today, a few of us must have guarded this pot, and no one wants to take a step forward!"

A woman immediately sneered at each other: "Who is like you, there are thousands of people who want to eat porridge in their hearts, but they refuse to say it." If you're alone here at night, who knows if you're going to eat from your own pot......"

The mad woman was so angry that she stood up and went to the woman's mouth, and the women pulled their hair and tore their clothes, scolded and beat them, and made a mess.

“...... When"—

First, because the temptation knocked on the iron pot—

"Dangdang—"

This time it's louder and more simmering—

Innocent sat on the ground, spread out his two long legs, and hugged the iron pot, which was the kind of pot used by the military to open the stove and start the fire, and the black ash below confused his face......

"Mother-"

"Mother, come here-" Innocently coquettish, rubbing his feet on the ground, and calling for flower porridge to come.

Hua Congee and the few women who drove looked at the innocent place together, and the innocent began to cry out to the sky and the earth to no avail, and when the flower porridge followed, he snorted and choked, and grinned: "Mother, they don't like to eat, is it all mine." ”

The flower porridge was ridiculous, his face and neck were thick, and he looked helpless for a while.

"Mother. Nuo - Mother feeds ...... "Innocent thinks he is an infant baby, and he has to be fed by his mother."

Hua Congee also blushed and put her hand back, scooped the hot porridge with an iron spoon, opened her cherry lips and blew, and then leaned over to send innocence and feed him.

"Uh-huh-uh-hmm" Innocent turned his mouth away, gritted his teeth and held on to prevent him from being fed.

But the madwoman said, "I know that children like the food in their mother's mouth!"

Proud and innocent, he was happy in his heart, talking nonsense in his mouth, his mother and mother.

"What's the shame of this, but feed your own children—" The silly woman rubbed her hands and left herself to do it.

Flower porridge took a mouthful of porridge and held it in your mouth.

Ao Wuxian finally stopped crying, sobbed and answered, and kissed with his mother's tender and smooth cherry lips, and even the beauty Xiangjin sucked a lot, and praised with a smile: "Isn't the second silly sister very well-behaved!?"

The children around were stunned and looked at Wuxian so stupidly and coquettishly, and everyone's eyes flashed with envy.

Innocent enjoyed it to the fullest, holding herself in the porridge, and serving herself with infinite tenderness and mouth-to-mouth, without even moving her hands, while eating, while exploring and destroying her wonderful carcass with both hands.