Seeing that the boy, who was very weak and helpless in the last second, did not hesitate when he killed him, everyone was stunned in place, looking at each other, and finally dispersed in silence.

In this land, as long as you can prove that you have the strength to protect the corresponding valuables, no one will risk their lives to come to you.

It's not worth it.

But if the boy does not have a broken watch, but gold, it is two things.

Because the value in this has reached the extent that they dare to work hard and are worth working hard.

After seeing everyone retreat, the boy looked very calm, silently wiped the blood from his face, and continued to grope in the ruins, completely unable to see that he had just killed a person.

Until night.

With the only glimmer of light in the starry sky, the boy kept shuttling through the narrow streets, turning several corners in succession, and finally got into a room that was still relatively complete.

All the windows in this room were nailed shut, leaving only the restroom location, a very small window.

to make sure you have an escape route if you are stuck in the room.

And this passage must only be penetrated by a thin child like himself.

He carefully closed the door, propped it up behind it with a stick, like a shackle, and then groped for half a candle in the corner, lit it, and placed it on the table.

A flame ignited.

The room finally got some light back.

The boy carefully inspected the room, and made sure that no outsiders had entered the room as he had left during the day, and then finally took off his guard, sat down in the corner, took out half a hard steamed bun from his pocket, and ate it seriously.

After a long time.

His face suddenly turned a little pale, he snorted, frowned, and began to breathe heavily.

The boy curled up in the corner, his body trembling slightly, but he quickly gritted his teeth and got up, walked to the kitchen with great difficulty, opened a sealed jar, kept shaking his palms, took out a bloody fairy seed, and just stuffed it into his mouth and chewed hard.

Blood continued to spill down the side of his mouth.

But the boy's expression was always calm.

The whole process lasted about a few minutes before his face gradually became rosy again.

"A piece of meat, can it only last for five days..."

"The corpse of Mangzhong City is no longer enough for me to live."

"I need... Higher-class corpses. ”

The boy sat in the corner, muttering to himself, resealing the clay pot, and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his clothes very casually.

"So, if you have to find a way to make a war, and if you die more, you can produce enough corpses for me to live."

"Dad said that if people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed."

"No matter what happens, your own life is always the top priority."

"But on my own..."

"How can we escalate the intensity of the war..."

The boy pondered earnestly, and the flame of the candle kept jumping, reflecting his face, flickering and dimming.

Behind that, the shadow that appeared on the wall was stretched for a long time, and the rhythm of the flames swayed continuously.

"You have to go to the heart of the battlefield first."

Eventually, as if he had made a decision, the boy calmly got up, opened the clay pot again, took out a few blood-stained 'fairy seeds' in it, put them in a plastic bottle, took them with him, blew out the candles, and put them back in his pocket.

The room was once again plunged into absolute darkness.

But the boy seemed to be very familiar with the room, and in the darkness walked straight to the door, put his hand in front of the door, and slowly pushed it open.

A ray of starlight shone on him from mid-air.

The boy looked up at the night sky.

"Today..."

"I killed another man, and I'm still alive."

"That's good."

With muttering to himself, the boy left the room without hesitation and disappeared into the night, as if swallowed by darkness.

……

"These idiots!"

"They are already trapped in the mountains, and they don't want to fight to the death and fight their way out of the encirclement, so they are willing to be shrunken turtles?"

"Do you expect someone to come and save you???

Wang Qiusheng's face was extremely gloomy, looking at a low mountain in the distance, gritting his teeth!

Just a week ago, the fifteen-city coalition was completely defeated.

The last of their remaining forces was pursued and intercepted by the imperial city, and finally ran to a mountain.

In the face of the inevitable victory, the imperial city naturally chose to fight steadily, without the intention of attacking at all, so it was very leisurely to say that the whole mountain was enclosed.

Originally, it was a dry mountain, and there were no resources in it.

At most, these people will all starve to death.

When they are cornered, the Imperial City will attack them at will, and they can take them down without spending a single soldier.

Forcibly attacking the mountain now will only make these merfolk die and break the net, and there will be more unnecessary casualties.

Again...

We are in no hurry.

But the fifteen-city coalition army, which should be in the most anxious, also chose to stand still.

According to their thinking...

Now go down the mountain and play with your life, and die now.

Drag a few days down the mountain to play for your life and live a few more days.

If you are lucky, it will drag on for ten days and half a month, and after going down the mountain, you will surrender, and the other side will agree...

I can live forever!

It was because of this thought that they made up their minds that they could drag on for a day, and as long as they did not starve to death, they would never go down the mountain.

Anyway, when I ran away, I brought a lot of food with me.

After eating, you can still drink dew and gnaw on the bark.

Anyway, if it drags on for a month or half a month, it's not a big problem.

But they are not in a hurry, Wang Qiusheng is in a hurry!

It doesn't matter which mountain these guys run to be strong men, they just run to this mountain.

The place where the immortals are buried is especially on this mountain.

Thousands of people on such a mountain, digging tree roots like hungry wolves every day, looking for food, if the burial place is found, then this thing will have nothing to do with him!

At least Wang Qiusheng would not be naïve to think that with his current strength, he could grab the things of the Burial Immortal Land in the hands of the Imperial City.

And the only thing he can do now is pray...

Pray that this group of hungry ghosts, don't go blind, hurry down the mountain, fight with the people of the imperial city, and die.

The imperial city happily finished finishing the work, and he could also take over the burial place as a matter of course.

"If it weren't for the burial of immortals, Lao Tzu would burn you group of mallets with a fire!"

Wang Qiusheng gritted his teeth and scolded again, then turned around angrily, hid in the woods again, took out a loaf of bread, and tore it viciously.

It was as if this bread was his worst enemy.