Listening to Paul's inquiry, Jia Changsheng smiled and said nothing.

Paul was subconsciously stunned, looking at Jia Changsheng in confusion, but he didn't know what to ask.

"Why do you keep praying to others instead of relying on your own hands?". Jia Changsheng asked Paul.

Paul's incomprehensible gaze in his eyes became a little thicker, and he asked Jia Changsheng rhetorically: "How can you rely on your own hands? We are refugees who are penniless and have no food. If we don't go to Elqun, we can't think of where we are."

"Look what this is". Jia Changsheng pointed to the wide river in front of him and asked him.

Paul subconsciously replied, "River."

"What's in the river?". Jia Changsheng continued to ask Paul.

Paul replied to Jia Changsheng's words: "Fish."

"Will the fish in this river be able to handle you for a while?". Jia Changsheng continued to ask.

Paul was about to reply, but it seemed that something came to mind: "But how shall we fish?"

"What do you think that's that?". Jia Changsheng casually pointed to a tree and asked Paul.

Paul looked in the direction of Jia Changsheng's finger, and saw that the ancient trees were exuding vitality, and replied to him casually: "Tree vines."

"You've fled to a treasure land of material abundance, so why are you even thinking of going to Elqun?" Jia Changsheng didn't continue the topic, but asked him rhetorically.

A thought crossed his mind, and Paul blurted out, with a hint of surprise in his tone: "Fishing with vines?".

"But there are so many of us, how long can the fish in the river eat." When Paul looked back, his expression gradually became a little depressed.

Jia Changsheng looked in the direction of the river and flowing: "What are you standing underfoot?"

"Dirt". Paul replied to Jia Changsheng.

Jia Changsheng did not look at Paul, but at the river: "Can you organize people to open up fertile land?"

"Fertile land?". Paul's eyes widened, and he blurted out to Jia Changsheng: "But what about the seeds."

"You can buy it in Ayrshire". Jia Changsheng belly and Paul explained.

Paul gradually fell into deep thought: "The Viscount issued a decree not to allow refugees to enter the city, and we have neither money nor access."

"You've got food, and you're going to choose a few people to dress formally and carry the fish to sell. Are those soldiers going to stop you?" Jia Changsheng continued to explain to Paul.

After saying that, he felt a little unsatisfied, and continued to say to Paul: "As long as you don't say you are refugees, who will know your true identity."

"Brother Changsheng, you must be a wise man." Paul sighed heartily at Jia Changsheng.

Jia Changsheng listened to Paul's words and neither refuted nor admitted, but just smiled and looked at the river ahead.

Without hearing a reply, Paul thought of the Viscount, and his brow gradually furrowed: "But what about the Viscount, he will not tolerate us cultivating good land here."

"And after all, those dozens of knights died at our hands, and the Viscount will definitely be furious and send an army to exterminate us." Paul said, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter.

Jia Changsheng looked at Paul with a puzzled gaze: "Viscount, is the viscount cruel, why can I hear a breath of fear in your tone."

"It's not that the viscount is brutal, it's that the entire Cheng Xi Kingdom has actually been in chaos since the death of His Excellency the Great Swordsman of the Zhenguo Kingdom ten years ago. If it weren't for the two countries of Azure and Shengyan to contain each other, this Cheng Xi Kingdom would have died ten years ago." Paul replied to Jia Changsheng, thinking of the tyrannical faces of those soldiers and knights, and his whole heart gradually sank.

In fact, it is already in chaos? It seems that this Cheng Xi Kingdom exists in name only. No wonder the conflict between the knights and the refugees was so serious, it turned out that the roots were here. Well, he completely forgot about his glorious deeds of sowing discord.

looked at Paul and analyzed at him: "Since the Chengxi Kingdom is in chaos, then you should protect yourself, as long as you block the Viscount's attack, you can open up your own home."

"Make your own home". A trace of longing rose in Paul's heart, but in the blink of an eye, the endless reality crushed this yearning to pieces.

Paul looked at Jia Changsheng and shook his head at him: "It is said that Lord Viscount has 10,000 regular troops under his command, and we can't defeat them."

"Although the viscount is powerful, he also has enemies. If you want to improve yourself, Heaven will help you." Jia Changsheng looked at Paul, looking like a god.

Paul's eyes were filled with doubt: "Heaven?".

"God". Jia Changsheng's tone was very firm and said to Paul.

Paul shook his head again, revealing a look of complete disbelief: "Brother Changsheng, you are a wise man, how can you still believe in God." In today's world, thousands of years ago, countless church lies have been exposed. Those churches had long since been reduced to ashes in front of angry believers, and since then our human race has gradually entered its heyday. Although there are many countries, no alien race dares to invade at will."

Jia Changsheng couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he looked at Paul with an atheist on his face, he thought that this should be a very simple thing, but now it seems to be a little difficult.

"It seems that Brother Changsheng's method will not work, it seems that I still have to find a way to go to Ayrshire to meet the Viscount." Paul sighed, looked ahead, and slowly walked forward.

The corners of Jia Changsheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he said that he wasted so much saliva for a long time, is it really in vain? .

A cold wind howled, and Jia Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned, and a hint of ominousness faintly appeared.

Paul looked ahead with his mouth wide open, his eyes full of fear.

"Boom".

With a loud bang, the river rose into the sky.

The giant sword fell from the sky and fell heavily on the surface of the river, and countless fighting qi spread.

Looking at the top of the giant sword, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in black standing on the surface of the river, staring at the sky with his eyes.

"Francis hand over the treasure blueprints, I can spare you from dying". An apparition appeared in the sky, and a man with long flowing hair, dressed in a white robe, and carrying a heavy sword, appeared on the water.

A hint of mockery appeared on Francis's lips: "Spare me not to die?"

After speaking, he waved his hand in front of him, and the fighting energy on the giant sword gradually disappeared, and it flew into his hand to a normal size.

Looking at this scene, Jia Changsheng was big for a while. Could it be that he was so lucky that he actually encountered two nuclear warheads fighting again, intending to destroy the world.

You must know that the illusory space has reached the upper limit of its capacity, and if the chaotic qi is released, it will be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, Jia Changsheng subconsciously forgot about Paul and stared at the two of them. Don't force me to do it, you don't want to die. If you make a move in the sky, as soon as this law echoes, even if there is no crack, there will be a crack.

Paul felt the fighting spirit around these two people, and he held his breath and didn't dare to let out, lest they lose his life if they looked at him and swept away. So he subconsciously secretly walked to Jia Changsheng's side.