When I got closer, I saw a young man in his twenties dressed in a blue robe, with a flying sword blazing on his feet. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info As he flew, he shot a head-sized fireball behind him, slamming it into the two people behind him.

The two men chasing behind were both wearing a yellow robe, one was a middle-aged man with a beard, and the other was a young woman with a good appearance. The two dodged and fired back, chasing after each other.

The man in green clothes waved his hand, knocked away the incoming ink, suddenly stopped, turned to the two behind him and said, "You two have been chasing for so long, do you want to die?"

The middle-aged man held a brush in his hand, and when he waved it, an aura like ink appeared, constantly throwing out chains of ink light at the man in Tsing Yi. Hearing this, his expression was slightly distorted, and he laughed wildly: "Lin Huanzhi, aren't you a peerless genius known as a single-line fire spirit root, how can you still be chased by us like a lost dog! Your Qingyu Sect's Ancestor has already led people to escape from Qingyu Mountain, if you are captured, I will leave you with a whole corpse!"

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him!" The young woman next to her shouted, a dazzling brocade handkerchief in her hand, waving it to bring out a dazzling colorful glow: "He is the first person in the foundation building period of the Qingyu Sect, and his means are high, senior brother must be careful." ”

"No matter what he is the first person, he is only in the late stage of foundation building. The middle-aged man pursed his lips disdainfully: "We are at the same level as him, I'm afraid he will do something!"

The man in green clothes had a paralyzed face, and he didn't answer, and with a wave of his hand, he took the attacks of the two people on the opposite side one by one, and then raised his hand, and a red feather fan appeared in his hand.

Liu Qinghuan, who was far away, only felt that the temperature around him "boomed" and soared, as if he was in a furnace, and he was instantly forced to sweat profusely, and the scorching sunlight that he had felt before would feel mild.

"Red Phoenix leaves the fire fan!" only to hear the chasing woman exclaim, and suddenly retreated.

The middle-aged man also had a pale face, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but sneer: "Lin Huanzhi, who do you want to bluff!" You have been chased by us for half a day, and there must not be much spiritual power left, and the Red Phoenix Fan is a magic weapon that can only be used in the Dan period......

I saw the man in Tsing Yi twitch the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, and he didn't wait for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, he just fanned it lightly. A fire roared out of the fan, and the fire turned white, like a light cloud, and it reached the middle-aged man in an instant.

The middle-aged man with a mocking look on his face, along with the stunned refugees directly below, disappeared into the scorching white flames without even letting out a scream.

The young woman saw the opportunity very quickly, and fled first, but it was out of the range of the flames. But before she could follow it, a flaming arrow flashed in an instant, piercing her chest.

The woman only had time to let out a scream, like a kite with a broken string falling from the sky to the ground, but halfway down the road, it burned to ashes.

The man in Tsing Yi hovering high in the air fluttered his sleeves, the feather fan in his hand had disappeared and did not move, and with a slight wave of his hand, two small bags of things flew into his hands from the location of the two people who died just now. He let out a snort, put the pouch away, and turned to the northeast and quickly left, not glancing at the stunned refugees from the beginning to the end.

All this happened like lightning, and it was only after the man in Tsing Yi disappeared that the refugees reacted. There was an uproar! Some cried out for their innocent relatives, some scolded the heavens, and even more were full of interest when it had nothing to do with them: "O immortals! I have seen immortals!"

Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the direction where the man in Tsing Yi had gone, it turned out that there were really immortals who cultivated immortals, could it be that what Old Man Liu said was true?

The day ended with the refugees discussing the immortals while they hurried. No matter what the immortals are, their group of mortals whose lives are as cheap as ants, the biggest dilemma is the natural and man-made disasters in front of them.

After two more days, I saw that I was about to arrive in Qingcheng, but I suddenly encountered a large number of people running from the direction of Qingcheng. It turned out that a large number of immortals had started a war in Qingcheng two days ago. The gods fought, the people suffered, and Qingcheng was flooded by fire and water, and many people died. Now Qingcheng has been occupied by immortals from Chu Yue Kingdom.

When this news came, the people who fled all the way here from Ning'an City were boiling.

I thought that I would be able to be stable when I arrived in Qingcheng, but who knew that the front was even more dangerous, and when the man in green clothes raised his hands and feet, the lives of dozens of people were wiped out, which shows that these immortals don't care about the lives of mortals at all.

"My mother, this still doesn't let people live!" someone immediately sat on the ground and cried, and there was a shouting and scolding around him. There are those who curse Chu Yueguo, there are also those who scold immortals, and there are even those who are angry and scold the people in power in Dayue Country are all ****. But what can be done, even if the scolding is turned upside down, no one can hear it.

There is no way forward, there is no way back, and the refugees are so desperate that they don't know where to go. Those who escaped from Gyeongseong said, "Go to Tongdaseong, it is said that there is no war there."

Tongda City is far to the northeast, but it is even farther, and it takes a month or two to get there. And the mountains and rivers are high and deep all the way, and they are extremely dangerous. The refugees had no choice but to turn around.

The atmosphere was getting tense, there was not enough to eat, and many people began to go hungry. There are also rich households who do not have enough food in the area, and they take out gold and silver to buy food from the people around them, where can they buy it? No matter how much gold and silver there is, you can't fill your belly. It's a pity that this lot of gold and silver is scattered, but it can't buy the crude food that I dislike on weekdays, and it can't help but sigh.

In the height of summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Along the way, the green mountains that used to be green have turned yellow, and the land of Shenzhou is full of scorched earth. The food was slowly exhausted, the hungry and crazy people slowly did not let go of the bark, and there were more and more thefts and robberies, especially the rich merchants who were underguarded, and they were tragically looted by the rioters. Those troubled people may be enthusiastic and honest horsemen in the peaceful era, or they may be hard-working and honest farmers, but this natural and man-made disaster has forced out all the hidden evils of people. They not only robbed money, but also killed people, the worst thing is those noble women's daughters, the former Xian Yan Ming is the cause of misery in the eyes of the bandits, and the terrible screams under the night sky can tear apart the whole human nature.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight. I don't know when the epidemic began to spread quietly among the refugees. People who were fine on the first day burned all over their bodies the next day, but the people who were sick were still delirious and shouted that they were cold to death, accompanied by headaches and abdominal pain and diarrhea, and they disappeared in two days.

Everyone is in danger for a while.

Liu Qinghuan's situation is only worse than that of ordinary people. He has long since eaten it, not to mention wild vegetables, even the bitter bark and grass roots, as long as he can eat them, he has eaten them all. But now he is almost unable to eat even the bark of the tree! The man who walked in front of him stripped up everything that could be seen and eaten along the way, and he was too small and weak to compete with the others. There are more and more people around me who are sick, and they can't get up again when they fall down while walking, and they don't know if they are sick or hungry.

Sometimes he wants to simply die and pull down, which is better than having an empty stomach and colic. And there is still more than half a month to go from Tongda City, and this long road is like a moat, between life and death.

It was only in the middle of the night that he stopped to rest, Liu Qinghuan fell headlong on the side of the road, he had not eaten a drop of rice for two days, only drank a few sips of water, and was dizzy with hunger.

After lying like a dead body for a long time, he finally recovered a little, but his whole body was weak and he didn't have half the strength. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he will die on the road, like those who fell halfway, his body exposed to the sun, eaten by wild dogs, buried by the wind and sand.

Liu Qinghuan thought calmly, his heart was as empty as a wilderness. Old man Liu, just wait, maybe I'll be able to catch up soon.

Just as he was in his trance, he felt a hand groping for his chest and abdomen. The moonlight was hazy tonight, and a skinny man under the moonlight was bowing his head and groping on him, Liu Qinghuan didn't have the strength to move, and he didn't bother to struggle. The man touched his neck, about the pulse, cursed in a low voice, "Mother hasn't died yet", and then staggered away and walked to the next target.

Hearing the man's grunt, Liu Qinghuan shuddered. He suddenly remembered the terrible things he had occasionally seen at night lately. He can accept being eaten by wild dogs, but he never wants to be eaten by his own kind!

This night is destined to be unpeaceful.

On weekdays, for safety, Liu Qinghuan tries to rest as close to the Fu family's carriage as possible, and tonight is the same. Because of the previous friendship, most of the guards of the Fu family knew him, so when they saw him, they didn't get too close, and they didn't drive him away, but sometimes gave him some food, otherwise he would have starved to death.

When he was half-asleep, he vaguely heard a very low voice from the weeds on the left, and he didn't care about it, but suddenly heard the word "Fu family". As soon as he was awakened, he gathered his spirits and listened carefully.