Chapter 232: Refugees Suffer

Ling Jue's eyes were deep and cold, staring at this human Shura field, the disaster was spreading, the refugees were fleeing in all directions, and along the way were people who had starved to death, and people who had died fighting and fighting for food, the smell of rancid was permeating, Ling frowned silently.

Ling Jue was dressed in a black power suit, like a chivalrous man, and his ten subordinates were uniformly dressed in navy blue clothes, escorting a spacious carriage forward, the driver was a thick man, he was sweating profusely, his expression was solemn, obviously it was not easy to drive the car.

The group walked slowly, as if the family had moved, so it was not too conspicuous when walking on the road. It was this carriage, which was too spacious and much larger than an ordinary carriage.

'Phew!' The black horse stopped, observing his surroundings vigilantly, waved his hand to one of his men, and said something in his ear, and this one of his men beckoned two companions, and the three of them, led by him, trotted all the way, observing the surroundings and the road ahead.

Piaoyun, who was wandering back and forth disguised as a refugee, looked at this posture and looked obvious, this seems to be a small family that has moved with a family, is it a mistake in the intelligence?

This kind of question also existed in the hearts of several people who were dormant and waiting, Shen Hongfei stretched his waist, sat up slowly, spit out the straw in his mouth, and whispered in Li Zifeng's ear, "That's not right!"

Li Zifeng tilted his head slightly in the direction of Shen Hongfei, "Why?"

Shen Hongfei squinted his eyes slightly, "A carriage, a few horses, and a team of people, it seems to be a family migration." ”

At this time, a few thick clouds floated in the sky, covering the dazzling sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

However, after a few breaths, Li Zifeng said, "The leader has deep internal strength and is extremely vigilant. ”

"Huh?" Shen Hongfei looked in the direction of Li Zifeng, and all he could see was just some figures that stood still, and he could only barely see the color of their clothes.

Shen Hongfei was a little puzzled, knowing that Li Zifeng couldn't see it, he still waved his hand tentatively in front of him, Li Zifeng shook his head helplessly, "Don't try, I'm just relying on hearing." ”

Shen Hongfei smiled awkwardly and continued to wait for the code message from those people's 'refugees'.

Piaoyun, who was closest to the Lingye Palace group, was barefoot, holding a broken bowl with porcelain in his hand, wiping his face with his dirty hands, and limping towards the three people who were exploring the way ahead, and suddenly his feet slipped, and he 'accidentally' pounced on the person who took the lead, grabbing the clothes on his body, "Uncle, let's enjoy the food!"

The tone was soft and weak, with a hint of sadness, like a desperate refugee who was extremely hungry and desperate. It's just that his eyes tightened silently.

Lingye Palace logo, he saw the light gray flower pattern on the leader of the person. According to the information previously investigated, the gray flower pattern on the chest is the symbol of the people in the Foreign Affairs Hall of the Lingye Palace.

In just an instant, he returned to normal, with a stupid smile on his face and drooling

The smell of sweat on Piaoyun's body filled the man's nose, and the man pushed Piaoyun away in disgust, "Get out!

Piaoyun stumbled under his feet, sat on the ground, and his two subordinates stepped forward to teach Piaoyun a lesson, but he shouted back, "Don't make trouble, we still have important things." ”

After the three of them explored the circle, they saw a few refugees scattered in front of them, and the refugees were exactly the same as the ones they saw on the road, all of them were swollen and ugly. He didn't notice anything wrong, so he turned around and walked towards Ling Jue. At this moment, Piaoyun made a gesture in the direction of Shen Hongfei to prepare for action.

After listening to the report of his subordinates, Ling Jue looked at Piaoyun, who had been beaten to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, his eyebrows were deep, "What's going on?"

The leader replied, "It's okay, it's just a hungry and crazy refugee begging for food." ”

Ling Jue exhaled deeply, all the refugees he saw along the way were like this, and when he saw them, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to want to eat them as food, so he didn't think much about it.

With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the group to move on, and he urged the horses forward, and the group moved steadily again, the nearest way through the group, and the most important thing now was to get the goods to the place where they should be delivered as soon as possible.

But God doesn't follow people's wishes. As the caravan passed through the scattered refugees, one of the refugees closest to the carriage suddenly became troubled. The crowd watched as he fell in the direction of the coachman.

The strong man with the carriage was a dead soldier in the Lingye Palace, and when he saw a person falling towards the carriage he was driving, his eyes were fixed, and he kicked the horse's stomach hard, and the horse was in pain, not only did not slow down, but continued to move forward.

In the eyes of the dead, it should be trampled to death, and it is just a few untouchables who have died, and it is not a big deal. But he didn't see the refugee carrying a very delicate sachet in his hand.

The colorless spice spread out in the air and sprayed onto the horse's nose.

As he galloped through the air, he was about to crash into the refugee's horse, when he suddenly let out a loud sneeze, followed by a red eye that looked like madness.

With a fierce kick, it flipped the man on its back and ran away with joy. The speed was so fast that the carriage was also separated from the horses, tumbling and falling to the ground, and the inertia of the impact washed out several wooden boxes in the carriage and smashed heavily on the ground.

The refugee, who was supposed to have been kicked by the horse, fell right in front of the dead man who fell from the horse. And at that moment, his hand was also impartial, and he slapped the dead man's neck. With a slight force under his palm, within a moment, the dead man was silent, and this was only the beginning.

The scattered refugees suddenly became tangled into a group and began to make trouble, at this time, Shen Hongfei couldn't bear it anymore, got up directly from the mud, and began to rush forward. Li Zifeng didn't move, Lingxi was also patient, and the two seemed to be waiting for something.

The abnormally loud sound behind him made Ling Jue suddenly stop and turn around, and what he saw was the wooden boxes scattered all over the place, and his pupils shrank. He was about to rush over to check the situation, but suddenly the horse stumbled, and with a neighing sound, Ling Jue was forced to dismount and rolled over and fell to the ground. The concentration under the feet is better, so I didn't fall too embarrassed.

Before he could look at the wooden boxes scattered all over the place, he realized that there were two people hidden in the dirt in front of him!

Li Zifeng suddenly turned over and jumped, using the blind cane in his hand to hit Ling Jue.

Because he is blind, he now uses a blind cane instead of a sword. In order to facilitate Li Zifeng's use, the core of the forging is also very soft, like a soft sword, but it is indeed very tough when it touches hard objects such as the ground.

The blind cane attacked, which made Ling Jue a little surprised for a while, he didn't expect the other party to use this kind of weapon, Ling Jue didn't have time to think about it, he turned over and pulled out the soft sword hidden in his waist to resist Li Zifeng's attack.

Shen Hongfei, a refugee disguised by Li Zifeng's guards, exchanged hands with other dead soldiers in the Lingye Palace, and various weapons collided, bursting out with a little spark. All kinds of figures fought together, flying and jumping, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

Li Zifeng and Ling Jue's fight is also in full swing, after all, Ling Jue is in the position of the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, and his kung fu skills are also extremely high, so he is not easy to deal with.

Li Zifeng held his breath and listened to the sound of the other party flickering through the air, and realized that he should use another method against him this time. So he shook his blind stick and began to strike his soft sword as if it were striking the ground.

Ling Jue was very proud of himself, but he didn't expect the other party to play cards according to the routine, only to make his whole body tremble, and the soft sword in his hand seemed to have lost his sense of direction, and he couldn't even put out the complete moves, so he suddenly became angry and ruthless, and directly shouted and began to rush forward.

During the fight, he had already noticed that Li Zifeng's eyes seemed to have a problem, so he thought about using brute force to break through, but he didn't expect that there was another person behind him, and he also rushed to kill, and Lingxi moved.

Lingxi danced up with his sleeves, hiding a soft sword, with the movement, the soft sword sprinted straight towards his neck, Ling Jue swung the sword to resist, and his body habitually dodged back, but found that he almost fell into the trap, because the blind cane was pointing at the back of his heart.

The two people in front of him cooperated tacitly, the purpose was clear, he might not be an opponent, but let him admit defeat, it was absolutely impossible! Ling Jue's eyes exuded bloodthirsty killing intent, he relied on his body technique, quickly leaned back, skillfully dodged the front and back attacks of the two, the soft sword in his hand was provoked, the two were caught off guard, and moved back a few steps by inertia.

The soft sword in Ling Jue's hand had a direction again, aimed at Li Zifeng, and headed straight for his front door!