The night breeze is cold.

It was late at night, the moon had set, but the dark river city was not quiet.

Scattered homeless people dragged their families with their families, like headless flies scurrying around the city, they were frightened and did not dare to stop, and used wooden carts and wheelbarrows to push their elderly and sick relatives. Forced to abandon all his belongings and penniless.

Where there is a light source in the city, there are Zhou family stragglers holding torches. They turned into evil ghosts and Shura, and when they met people, they beat and killed them without saying a word.

Smoke billowed from the houses, and the houses were on fire out of nowhere, and the light of the fire reflected the ruined city like hell.

The balance that River City had struggled to maintain for years was shattered, and all patience burned away with the fire.

"Whew-"

Huo Nindong rode on the back of the unicorn demon beast and galloped on the eaves of the house in the wind.

She doesn't know how to fight a sword, let alone control a beast. But this kind of ability seems to be born with it, and she can hold the reins around the neck of the demon beast, and she can actually hold it steadily.

The woman's red dress is like fire, and the feather belt is fluttering.

The homeless people on the road were dumbfounded when they saw her descending from the sky, and Huo Rongdong pointed out a way, telling them to take refuge in the Yamen, and at the same time led the pursuers away.

Several times she was about to be caught up by the Zhou family, and the unicorn demon beast flew up in the air and escaped with her, which can be described as dangerous.

The river city is huge, there are dozens of streets and alleys, and the homeless people Huo Rendong met are only a small group of people.

originally thought that at most it would be some old, weak, sick and disabled people to defect, after all, she was alone, weak, and young, so she was not very convincing.

The top priority is to protect as many people as possible, and hold a safe position, waiting for Qi Ci to come to the rescue.

But what she didn't expect was that there were more people following than she expected.

That's a lot......

Huo Honeysuckle led the Qilin and stood on the roof of the street, and saw a group of dozens of homeless people dragging their families and stumbling towards them frantically, lest she disappear if she took one step slower.

Some are even barefoot and even have their shoes stepped on.

They looked anxious, crying and waving their hands while shouting, "Fairy Gu help——! ”

"Ask the fairy aunt to take us away, I will do any job!"

The homeless people ran to the door, and when they saw her extraordinary appearance, they subconsciously knelt on the ground and bowed and worshipped because of the servility of the oppression of the cultivators over the years.

A weather-covered woman slammed her head, her forehead was bloody, and her eyes were blank and unfocused.

"Fairy Gu, please be merciful and save my son, he doesn't cry or make trouble, and he will never be annoying."

"If you don't have anything to eat, just give the bran......"

Huo Rongdong saw that the child in the woman's arms was skinny, and only a huge head was left, so he felt sour in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

She looked at the group of people kneeling on the ground, they were just the most ordinary peasants, who were obviously in their homeland, but now they had become homeless people who could not eat enough.

"Everyone, please get up."

"I'm not from Hecheng, my ability is limited, and I can't fight the entire Zhou family with one person. But I still can't sit idly by, the girls in the house are now staying in the yamen, where there are divine soldiers to protect everyone, but everyone is safe. ”

"I'm willing to wait until sunrise to find a way out."

She is thin, but she is not timid when she stands in front of everyone.

Everyone looked up at her, and the eyes of the woman holding the child flashed: Fairy Gu, it's just a girl......

In less than an hour, a large number of people gathered around the yamen.

Fortunately, Fu Chunhua has seen the world, and under her proper placement, the people have found a place in the yamen.

More than a dozen families had accumulated in the public hall where the prisoners were originally tried, and the desks, torture benches, and boards in the public court had been removed, and straw mats and bedding were spread on the floor.

Although there is no bed or table, and there are all kinds of criminal law instruments next to it, there is no wind or rain here, and it is very safe for a family to be together, and there is no worry about being killed when you rest.

The people sighed, leaning on the patchwork of bedding and listening to the breathing of their families beside them.

The city shouted to kill the heavens, but the yamen was clean.

During this period, many girls who made furnaces found their families. They saw their parents with white hair as if they were ten years old, or young wives finding their dark, thin husbands.

"Daddy, daughter is not filial......"

"What's wrong with your arm? Who was beaten? ”

"It's okay, hehe, don't worry."

They hugged their heads and wept, lamenting the impermanence of fate.

Fu Chunhua is the main force in the resettlement of the people.

She led people to clean up the spare rooms in the yamen, ordered a few strong young people, and took the initiative to take the initiative to search for some rice and grain from the surrounding houses, and cook porridge for the people.

Those houses were the residences of the children of the Zhou family and the little minions stragglers, and they were the ones with whips. The poor people were beaten twice if they approached, not to mention eating their rice.

How dare you move!

The people were also very panicked, but when they saw that these women were not alarmed, their hearts also became calm.

And...... The rice porridge boiled in the cauldron is white, much more viscous than the grass roots boiled in water, and I haven't smelled the fragrance of grain for a long time, and the gluttonous worms in my stomach almost shook the sky.

Everyone was given a spoonful of rice porridge, and they couldn't take their eyes off the bowl in their hands.

The children couldn't help it, and drank it clean in one go, regardless of the hot uproar, and kept licking it with their tongues.

Only the hesitation of the older generation: "Can you really eat it?" ”

A man casually broke a branch and stirred and stirred: "Dad, drink it quickly, with this porridge, I can last two more days." ”

"After this village, there will be no such shop, who knows if we can see the sun tomorrow."

When everyone heard this, they all sighed and began to drink porridge.

One of the men spoke in a low voice, and his voice was clear.

"We will live, not only that, but also take back the houses and fields that belong to us."

The man wiped his mouth just now: "Cui family boy, what nonsense are you talking about." If we can escape, we are all ancestors who have accumulated virtue! ”

Cui Ying took a small wooden spoon and fed her sister a mouthful of porridge. The thin young man's expression was firm: "I won't be hungry again in the future, I have confidence." ”

The only bed in the corner was given to the oldest person present.

The skinny old man was like a dead tree, his skin was like black earth full of wrinkles, and he had an open porridge bowl in his hand. He hugged the little grandson in his arms and couldn't cry.

"Thank you, thank you, thank ......"

Under such conditions, the abandoned yamen in Hecheng not only did not mess up, but became the real backbone of the city.

Every moment, people dragged their families to defect, and there was no way, Huo Rendong could only absorb a few rooms around.

Eight weapons guard all directions, as long as you step over that protective cover, everyone can live.

A large pot of rice porridge has seen the bottom, and even the rice grains on the edge of the bowl have been picked up. When they were full and their bodies were warm, when everyone's drowsiness hit, suddenly a loud noise exploded overhead.

"Boom-"

Everyone subconsciously got up and saw a fireball explode from above, spitting out sparks with teeth and claws.

"The Zhou family is here!"

"Run!"

They screamed, panicked and fled with their heads in their hands.

But I soon found out: the body does not hurt, and the spark does not fall!

They looked up in a daze, and saw fireballs, water dragons, clods of earth, and all kinds of flying magic weapons flying swords coming towards this side.

But those colorful attacks landed over the courtyard of the yamen, and only brilliant sparks bloomed.

The little girl pointed to the night ignorantly: "Brother, look, let's set off fireworks!" ”

Cui Ying was scared of the two forces, and thought to herself, little sister, where is this New Year's fireworks, it is the immortal master who wants to kill someone!

A circular protective shield as transparent as a film firmly protected the people of River City below, and the golden runes flowed, and finally converged on several divine weapons guarding the eight directions.

The Zhou family who smashed the door outside the yamen also found out that something was wrong, dozens of monks in their family, regardless of their cultivation, were messed up, and the broken yamen was intact, and the heart must have been used by the female monk with some magic weapon.

They didn't believe in evil, and even used the ground-level talisman, and it was another attack that lasted for a stick of incense, only to see that the strong light of the protective shield gradually faded.

Seeing that the time was almost up, a small minion stepped forward and shouted: "Inside, hand over that woman!" Otherwise, we will never stop, and no one will want to live tonight!! ”

The little minions spat and the stars flew wildly to intimidate, but the yamen still quietly closed the door.

In the crowd, Zhou Bin smiled and said loudly.

"Little lady, you are so stupid. If you take those women and hide in the mountains, we won't be able to find them for a while. But you have pulled so much burden, which is equivalent to telling us the location. ”

"Now that you have no way out, how long can this enchantment last? If you don't come out again, I'll tie you up myself!" ”

Suffering countless attacks, one of the mountain splitting axes has cracked, and several other divine weapons have also been dimmed.

Huo Rendong's spiritual power was weak, not enough to support such a huge protection array, and now it all relied on the aura of these eight weapons.

Weapons don't spit out, damage is permanent.

It's only a matter of time before the protective cover breaks.

In the middle of the night, the door creaked open.

A dark-skinned, skinny old man stepped forward. He was dressed in patched sackcloth, his back had been bent, but his cloudy eyes were calm and calm.

The old man arched his hand and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Ladies and gentlemen, we don't have the people you want here, only a group of people who are sheltering from disasters. ”

The monks of the Zhou family were furious, and some people shouted: "It's not enough for you to throw your old bones to feed the wild dogs, who allowed you to stand up and speak!" Get out of the way and call the friars inside! ”

Before they could roar a few more times, Zhou Bin suddenly pulled out the golden belt around his waist, and the magic weapon was transformed into a slender golden whip, which was fiercely whipped towards the old man's face.

If the two hit each other, the old man would probably be killed on the spot!

The whip made a sound that broke through the air, and everyone behind the door closed their eyes, unable to bear to see what happened next.

But a figure came faster, and only a loud "bang-" was heard, and a man with a thin sword in his hand stood up to stop the golden whip of sin.

All the people were silent.

No one stood in their way in the past. Those immortal cultivators trampled, bullied, and exploited them.

There may have been one or two who resisted, but none of them were in the long river.

When there is no leader, no morale, and no hopelessness, people will not think about desperately, but will feel that they are mediocre in so many people, and maybe they can survive by chance. But if you go to confront the Zhou family, you will definitely not survive.

So these people just endured and suffered day after day, waiting for the day when the sky would clear.

Now, there was someone in front of them who stood in front of them.

The old man's eyes widened, his cloudy eyes looked at the young figure blocking in front of him, and said in a trembling voice, "Girl...... You shouldn't have come out, I'm not afraid of death, old man! ”

The torches burned quietly, and it was said that the night was darkest before dawn.

When the atmosphere of oppression and confrontation was almost at its limit, a slender figure stood up.

In the dim light of the fire, she had a fairy-like color. The night wind crosses, and the mountains are silent, allowing her voice to be heard far away along the mountain wind.

Huo Rendong turned around: "Grandpa, it's them who deserve to die, not you." ”