Chapter 182: Great Entourage!

In the beginning, there were seven healing shops in the city that could cope with it, but then it became a complete disaster. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] These are homeless families with their families in tow, and the situation of children is as miserable as ever, and the situation of adults is even worse.

These highlanders didn't even do the simplest bandaging, those arrows only broke off the tail feathers, and the triangular pyramid made of pure gold remained in the flesh.

Those one-foot-long, slashing and axe marks abound, and Bai Sensen's stubble is exposed.... And large burns, exposed on the body, even ...... on the face. And these people, it doesn't seem to be that painful, or they don't care too much about the pain.

In the eyes of these people, there is a sense of relief. Their mouths were muttering the names of their children, their families, and their hometowns, until they were completely silent...

And the people around them were singing something in a low voice together, and before they died, they would say the last sentence: For Yunmeng. Also, the dying person will stretch out that finger with all his might.

If someone saw this now, they would probably be ashamed ...... themselves.

It was too hot, which made it worse. So much so that the wounded who stay in the waiting area emit an even more suffocating smell, and those pus will attract swarms of flies.

This left the decent nuns completely helpless, and it was a surprise start, and an end to running away.

In the past, those sick children were pure, and even when they saw their dirty little faces, kind-hearted people would involuntarily help to clean them. And these wounded are bloody, and those temporary caretakers don't know how to deal with it at all, they can escape faster than the onlookers, how can this work.

Even if the Hanging Ji Hall was full of elixirs, it would not be able to mobilize so many at once. Besides, even if it's a healing elixir, someone has to put it on the wound or put it in the mouth of these people.

Lian'er has seen those who have come out of the battlefield, and even she herself has been deeply trapped in the military formation. When she was in Mobei, those arrows flew over her head, and some slashing was very close to her. So, she doesn't think it's a civil unrest, it's a war.

As in any war, all adult men were involved, and women and children were involved. It was hard for her to imagine that these ragged outcasts would dare to go to war with a giant beast like Peimen with the knives in their hands. What kind of justification, and what kind of hatred is needed?

She had seen the wounded die, even right in front of her. However, this does not mean that she can face it calmly. A few years later, something like this happened again, and she still couldn't face it.

And here, it is the most prosperous city in the mainland, and this is a city of immortal monarchs in Chengping. Even in the great war 10,000 years ago, there were no soldiers in the city.

Just a short distance away, or just across the street, there are peaceful crowds of people, and the shops are still ...... with lights. War is so far away that people don't even mention the word in the worst scenario...... How can this sharp contrast be accepted by the immortals?

When people started to die, and then there were people one after another, or they were carried out of the big array, there was no breath. Among these people, there are many people who have not even swallowed the pill to stop bleeding, let alone any help.

People who haven't experienced the bloody reality for too long are completely frightened. The leisure of the wind and snow dissipated instantly with the scene in front of him.

And those young ladies and gentlemen, they really reached the limit of patience, and they retreated. Or something, or illness, anyway, the scenery in the building will soon become less and less.

It's really a place to save lives. It smelled of blood and sanitized soup, and it became insanely busy. At the same time, it's really pure.

Those dragonflies are no longer needed here, and there is no place for those chic or graceful postures here. Anyway, if you're fine, please go away .......

When another morning descended on the Holy City, out of the great array in the center of the city were some extremely tired highlanders. At the end of the drag was a contingent of several combat vehicles and civilian cars.

In the midst of the mess of seven or eight cars, the sawtooth shield car was even more nondescript. A well-dressed man was controlling the spirit beasts, and the look on his face was not sparse at all.

For Feng Xiancheng, who has seen countless big names, this honor guard is not very shocking, and it is even difficult to say that it is neat and tidy.

However, when it walked through the lively street, people automatically defined the people inside as the head of the plateau.

This is easy to recognize, because those highlanders will gesture here when they see the man driving from a distance. When everyone saluted the car and gave their middle fingers up in unison, it was a shocking sight.

Those who followed, dressed in ill-fitting armor and revealing strips of rags swaying in the wind, allowed the observant to guess some of the meaning. And the swords, guns, swords, and halberds in those hands are not paired at all, and a little thought about it exposes even more. These garments and so-called blades must have been snatched from the hands of the enemy, or simply taken from the dead people.

So, this group of suspected murderers and robbers walked through the bustling street, between the numerous middle fingers on both sides. They passed by the vigilant gazes of countless Immortals, and finally appeared in front of Fanlou.

Then, the heavily armored shield cart lifted its lid, and a figure climbed out of the car with difficulty. At this moment, the consistent impression of the big man collapsed without accident.

He wasn't majestic, or he wasn't fierce enough, or even if he wasn't steady enough, at least he should have chosen another one, so that he could get out of the open car instead of climbing.

Ever since he gave Dunzhu the magic robe that he could get his hands on, this person's outfit has been very unserious. And what Dunzhu this guy worn, he didn't want to wear back. As a result, he is now dressed like an entourage. And then, no one came out of this so-called car, which seems even more incredible.

The man who drove the car was dressed in luxury, but he couldn't hide his honest smile. This follower who has no enlightenment, let alone any long-winded behavior of leading the horse and falling off, just sits there and does not move. Dunzhu is still only focused on the spirit beasts, and that is still his life.

So, in full view of everyone, this ordinary-looking young man sorted out his clothes with difficulty and walked towards Fanlou. So, those highland people who were in front of the building recognized him, and their reaction seemed to be a little too much.

It was as if they had seen their own son and nephew, and the next moment, they drowned this kid who looked the least like a plateau man.

As a result, the doubts of the people in Fengxian City were all gone, and this was a very powerful retinue.