Now is an eventful autumn, and the wind knows carefully that all the chaos is now the real prelude.

The next day, I heard that at the gate of Feiyan City, there were hundreds of starving people who were trampled to death, and the corpses were lying on the ground, and the situation was terrible.

There was no way, the old city lord of Xuanyuan Kong had no choice but to order that only three hundred people should be allowed to enter the city every day, and for the rest, he was really powerless.

Of the three hundred, one hundred were women, one hundred were children, and one hundred were adult men.

But the number of people who entered the city before was not a small number, and now that more people are let in every day, there are too many people in Feiyan City to make trouble every day.

The person in charge of handling the affairs in the city turned out to be Xuanyuan Yuheng, which was a little surprising at this point.

But it's just him.

Xuanyuan Cheng'an and Xuanyuan thought that there was something more important, after all, the world was in chaos, and Feiyan City would have to meet with people sooner or later.

Feng Xian returned to the Feng Tutoring Workshop and immediately felt that the students should go home.

These people are all the children of the official eunuchs of Feiyan City, let them go back, maybe they can really help Xuanyuan Yuheng.

Before going back, Feng carefully told them that it was time to put into use what they had learned in the Feng Family Workshop, and it was time to prove their skills.

She made such a good arrangement, and Leng Yesheng sent someone.

The person who came was from the village, and as soon as he saw the wind, he said, "Sister Xixi, it's terrible, there are refugees attacking our village, and they want to steal the food in our village."

Hearing the words, Feng raised his eyebrows carefully, "How many people?"

"There are about two or three hundred people, and we don't dare to kill them, if someone dies, we won't have to go to court?"

Feng carefully knew what the villagers meant, the refugees dared to fight with them for a bite to eat, but they did not dare to take the initiative to kill and maim the refugees, so they would inevitably suffer losses when facing the refugees.

After all, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes.

"Let's go, I'll go back and see."

Feng followed the people back to the village, and sure enough, he saw that two or three hundred people were blocking the entrance of the village at this time and wanted to enter the village.

The team that is usually trained in their village will hold sticks in their hands and will not let people into the village.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

"If you don't give us a bite to eat today, we won't leave."

"That is, why do we starve to death if you have food? This land is not brought out of your mother's womb, the land under heaven belongs to the people of the world, since you have planted this land, we should share a little grain, is that not too much?"

"That's it."

When the leader of the refugees spoke, the rest immediately chimed in.

Feng listened carefully to this voice, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a mocking smile.

Sure enough, it was extremely vicious, and what he and the students said was right.

Listen to these people, what they say, is that what a normal person can say?

The old village chief was so angry that his beard trembled, and he pointed to the leader of the people: "You dog, sun, and day, you see that you have a mother and no mother's teaching, and you are still unreasonable? Why is this land yours? Even if there is food, we grow it ourselves, so what does it have to do with you?"

The leading refugee snorted unconvinced, "Then we don't care, either you give us food today, or everyone doesn't want to live a quiet life."

This group of refugees also saw that the people in this village were not ruthless, and they didn't dare to really do anything to them.

Among the refugees, there are also women and children, children and children.

Feng watched the scene carefully, slowly bypassing the group of refugees, and then walked to the middle of the confrontation between the refugees and the villagers.

Seeing the fine wind, the old village chief was immediately overjoyed, "Girl, you are finally back, if you don't come back, the old man will be bullied to death."

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Xian's mouth twitched, although there are two or three hundred refugees, but there are three or four hundred villagers in the village, not to mention that some of the villagers are still trained, and they fight, more than ordinary people

I can hit it.

The main reason is that these refugees are holding on to them, and they don't dare to kill them, so they will block the entrance of the village with their lives.

Feng carefully glanced at the refugee leader in front of him, and then rushed to Wang Xiaohua on the side, saying, "Xiaohua, go to the house and bring my knife."

When Wang Xiaohua heard this, she immediately ran fast, and after a while, she carried a snowy long knife and handed it to Feng Xianxi, "Fine, don't be afraid, cut them."

The Wind Thin: "......"

She really wants to say, the knife is in your hand, or do you want to come?

Feng Xian took his long knife, glanced at the refugees with cold eyes, and then stood in the middle of the road at the entrance of the village, raised the knife in his hand with one hand and said to the villagers behind him, "You all disperse, I'll see who dares to rush up and open the light for my knife first."

Listening to Feng Xi's domineering tone, the old village chief hurriedly beckoned the villagers to step back, but said loudly to the refugees: "Come on, you have the ability to rush up, I can tell you, this girl is a friend of the city lord of Feiyan City."

"Hahaha, even if the old city lord of Feiyan City sees our girl, he has to be polite, if you dare to break in today, this girl will be hacked to death by you, and no one will sue her if she is hacked to death."

Listening to the words of the old village chief, the refugees couldn't help but show a little hesitation on their faces.

Because in the eyes of dignitaries and nobles, their lives are indeed rotten lives, and if they die, they will die.

Looking at the young teenage girl in front of them, they actually didn't believe in Feng Xi's strength.

But the wind made the whole village retreat with a thin sentence, which shows that this girl is indeed a bit of a talent.

But whether this is really as big as the old man said, they can't be sure at once.

"Big brother, we are about to starve to death, if we don't eat anymore, we don't need them to hack to death, we will starve to death."

One of the refugee leaders said to the other.

The other leader pinched the big knife in his hand and said with a fierce face, "Little girl, then I will come up and receive the teaching."

He wondered how powerful could such a little girl be?

However, when he rushed towards Feng Xian, before he could reach Feng Xianxian, he saw the long knife in Feng Xian's hand flickering, and no one else saw it, so he only felt a sharp pain in his arm.

When he looked down, he saw that his hand holding the knife had fallen to the ground, and it was still holding his own knife tightly.

The leader of the refugees looked at his arm in disbelief, but when he saw that his arm was bleeding profusely, his face turned pale with pain, and the man was planted on the ground.

The wind slashed down, and the man jumped away, lest he be splashed with blood.

Seeing this scene, the refugees turned white, it turned out that this little girl seemed harmless, but in fact she was a ruthless person.

Feng glanced at the bloody knife in his hand lightly, and said lightly, "Does anyone else want to try it?"