No matter how far away, as long as someone invades, she can sense it.

In order to confuse the enemy, she erected a Divine Power Boundary Monument on the surface. Fortunately, although the Borderland covers a vast area, the extreme west and the north are backed by the Sea of Innocence, and the east is adjacent to the fiefdom of Emperor Dragon Jiuxiao, so there is no need to erect boundary monuments for the time being. Just put the south side up.

The south side leads to the Heavenly Palace and the territory of the Ten Ancestor Families, which is a traffic fortress and a key protection checkpoint. Every 300 miles, Feng Nianxi erected three boundary monuments. One is open, two are hidden.

The corners of the iron wind and the south wind twitched straight at the corner of his mouth. No, this dead land is not worth a single boundary monument. God can't fly even if he cultivates to death.

On the southern border, Feng Nianxi found the displaced people led by Bao Daxin. They still dwell on barren slopes. At this time, only the elderly and children are busy in the camp.

Seeing Feng Nianxi appear, everyone was busy throwing down the work in their hands and came over in surprise.

The fairy didn't come for more than a month, and they were all scared, afraid that the fairy would no longer care about them. The fairy gave them hope to live, and each of them cherished it and didn't want to lose it again.

They are afraid of losing, and their broken hearts cannot afford another fatal blow.

"Fairy, you're here"

A group of old people bent down excitedly with enthusiastic smiles on their faces. The children followed, and they did the same.

Feng Nianxi hurriedly stopped them: "The old man doesn't have to be polite. What about the others?"

Bao Daxin's mother, Yang, said with a smile: "Daxin, they found a bamboo forest, and they went to cut bamboo. It's a long way to go, and you have to come back until dark. And the women who were quick with their hands and feet went to dig wild herbs. We were left with old arms and legs, immobility, and young children guarding the camp. ”

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Feng Nianxi suddenly remembered that there were many wild vegetables in her space. She sometimes likes to eat some wild vegetables to change her taste, so the wild vegetables that can be eaten in the space are not removed.

Food can't be given casually, for fear of raising villains. But wild vegetables can be excused to take out more.

Looking at Yang's chapped and peeled lips, Feng Nianxi asked, "Auntie, are wild vegetables easy to dig?"

Yang paused for a moment, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he said with a forced smile: "Okay, it's easy to dig." Fairy don't worry, we have something to eat. ”

"Grandma, Grandma hasn't dug up wild vegetables for two days." Bao Daxin's son Xiao Shi said with ignorant eyes. He didn't understand why Grandma was lying. Daddy and Auntie all say that children who love to lie are not good children.

"Auntie, to be honest." Feng Nian said angrily.

Yang was entangled. They didn't want to cause trouble for the little fairy. But water and wild vegetables are becoming more and more difficult to find, and they only eat one boiled wild vegetable a day, and they can't supply them.

The men went out to look for vines, but they had no strength to cut the bamboo, and several of them fainted from hunger and were carried back. But even so, they still desperately weave baskets, baskets, and make net pockets. Because everyone understands that this is their only hope of survival.

Yang's face was discouraged, and his voice was difficult: "Don't hide it from the little fairy, it's almost the end of August, and the high temperature has not stopped." All the rivers we could find were dry, and the borderlands, only the edges of the borderlands, which were adjacent to the other territories, were all were. And this kind of abnormal weather is often very extreme, with high temperatures today, and a cold wave may come tomorrow. ”

The more Yang spoke, the more choked he became. She wanted to cry. She doesn't want to be rich and rich, as long as she has a thatched hut that belongs to her family, she can be fed and clothed, and she is content. But why is it so difficult for people to live?

Feng Nianxi held Yang's hand. These hands are rough like old bark, and their hands are full of large and small cracks: "Auntie, don't be discouraged, everyone will have a stable life soon",