The wind whined, there was not a single living creature on the messy ground, and even the tiniest insects lost their life and were buried deep in the dirt.

Li Haoran didn't fly, his footsteps fell to the ground, and his figure flashed forward.

Two successive battles between the monks turned the vicinity of Canglan Mountain into a dead land within a radius of several hundred miles.

Two hours later, a ruined village appeared in front of Li Haoran, and several corpses lay in the village.

It was already lucky to be able to leave the corpse, after all, some of the coercion leaked by the powerful monk was enough to make ordinary people annihilate between heaven and earth.

I think it should be that this place is far away from Canglan Mountain, so these ordinary people just dissipated their vitality and left their corpses.

But can it also be considered lucky?

As soon as Li Haoran raised his hand, the surrounding soil surged, burying these corpses and leaving them with a few simple graves.

Continuing to move forward in silence, gradually the corpses of some animals also appeared in front of Li Haoran, and Li Haoran still buried them.

A day later, a big city appeared in front of Li Haoran, and there were finally living people in it.

However, the people in this looked even more indifferent than Li Haoran, and there was a dead silence in their eyes, living like a walking corpse.

These people have experienced being oppressed by the monks, and then powerlessly watching the people around them die or dissipate silently, and they go from fear and despair to numbness and death.

They had already heard that the order of the entire seaside realm had collapsed, the monks were fighting among themselves, and countless ordinary people had been affected and killed.

So what can they do if they are lucky enough to survive?

Escape?

Where can they flee?

If you escape from this city, from this country, you will still meet the monks after all.

The lives of ordinary people are like mustard in front of the monks, and what awaits them is death after all.

After such a heart is dead, they just instinctively live in despair, waiting for the day when a monk passes by and inadvertently takes their lives.

Li Haoran silently walked through the dead streets, and came to the city lord's mansion, which was magnificent in the center of the city but collapsed in a corner.

There was no one to guard here, so Li Haoran walked in and walked through the layers of buildings to a large hall.

A woman's screams and cries came from the hall. A man in black standing in front of the main hall holding a sword.

Although this person's eyes are indifferent, it can be seen that he is still a "living person".

Li Haoran ignored it and walked towards the main hall.

"Ding!"

The long sword came out of its sheath and turned into a streamer, stabbing towards Li Haoran's eyebrows without trembling at all.

Li Haoran's right hand slowly stretched out, clamping it just when the long sword stabbed his eyebrows.

The man in black pulled the long sword with all his strength but did not move, and after a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he decisively discarded the long sword and retreated, and more than a dozen flying knives shot out, enveloping Li Haoran in all parts of his body.

The long sword fell to the ground, Li Haoran waved his right hand and lightly clicked on the flying knife, and the flying knife quickly reversed and flew back to the man in black who had no time to react and nailed it to the ground.

The man in black jumped up, his shirt torn, and it was obvious that the throwing knife just now was not stuck in his body.

The man in black looked at Li Haoran in disbelief and asked, "Who are you?"

Although this person is an ordinary person, because of his firm determination to practice martial arts, he did not collapse and turn into a walking corpse.

Li Haoran made a guess in his heart, ignored the man in black, and walked towards the main hall, and the man in black jumped up and landed in front of Li Haoran.

Li Haoran frowned slightly, and said, "You should know what the situation is inside, why do you have to do it now?"

The voice is flat and unwavering, without the slightest emotion.

The man in black said with some bitterness: "He wasn't like this before, he used to be diligent and love the people, and he governed Shuijing City in an orderly manner, and was deeply loved by the people." It was only after experiencing despair that he became like this after watching his wife and children die silently in front of him. ”

"Is that the reason for his evil?"

"He saved me, and I kept him safe, even if I couldn't do anything about it. ”

Li Haoran nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the black-clothed man's body involuntarily flew towards the outside of the City Lord's Mansion, and at the same time, the gate of the main hall opened.

A middle-aged man with a long whip chased a dozen girls in the hall and whipped them, the whip fell and whipped the girls, and the skirt was torn and left red blood marks on the snow-white skin.

Li Haoran walked into the hall expressionlessly, and an invisible aura swept through the hall.

The whip that the middle-aged man had just raised fell, and the doors and windows around the hall shattered, making the originally dark hall instantly brighten.

The light shrouded the girls, allowing them to slowly recover from their injuries.

The middle-aged man's eyes were originally a little sloppy and he looked at Li Haoran and suddenly became crazy, and rushed towards Li Haoran with a roar.

But he had only just run two steps when he was blocked by an invisible wall, and he couldn't get even half a step closer to Li Haoran.

But even so, the middle-aged man still waved his hands and roared to rush over.

"That's right, it's you, it's you. It is you monks who have filled this world with injustice, and have taken the lives of us mortals with your own hands, so that I can watch my wife and children die in front of me, but I can't do anything. ”

The girls in ragged skirts around them were originally grateful to Li Haoran for saving them, but now after hearing the middle-aged man say that Li Haoran was a monk, they also watched Li Haoran hide in the corner with resentment.

This is the man in black who also jumped into the main hall, looking at Li Haoran with a cautious face, not daring to act rashly.

Li Haoran ignored their gaze: "Have you ever killed an innocent person?"

Li Haoran's words hit the middle-aged man's soul directly, making his consciousness become a little chaotic and said, "No." ”

"This city is now under the protection of Canglan Gate, and there will be no more monks to cause trouble. You will restore order to the city to its former state. ”

After Li Haoran finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the middle-aged man's body flew up in the air and hit the wall of the main hall, and the middle-aged man screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Li Haoran turned around and was about to leave when he heard the desolate voice of the middle-aged man: "Everyone is dead, how can they return to their previous appearance!"

Then the middle-aged man collapsed on the ground and cried: "Yun'er, Xiaoyuan, you died so miserably!

Li Haoran's footsteps paused, and then walked outside.

Watching Li Haoran leave, the man in black waved his hand at the girl in the hall and said, "You guys go, we'll go back to make amends for you later." ”

More than a dozen girls supported each other and walked outside, but they didn't dare to walk too fast, for fear of meeting Li Haoran, who had just left.

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