"There are 30,000 stones of grain and grass that will take advantage of the country to leave the country, and they will reach the border in a few days?"

Ah Ning looked at the palace man who gave the order and asked, she hadn't heard of this before, but Bai Boxian's warrant couldn't be faked.

"The villain is just a herald, but the king instructed the villain to tell the general, this matter is very important, I hope the general will go in person, remember not to leak the news. ”

Ah Ning put away Bai Boxian's edict, 30,000 stone grain and grass is not a small amount, now the most lacking thing in Bai Country is food, if there are these 30,000 stone grain and grass is enough to solve the urgent need.

Now is an extraordinary time, although she can't leave Baidu easily, but if she goes to and from the border of Xiuguo, it is almost enough to whip up three days, and it only takes ten days to bring grain and grass.

Moreover, after confirming that the grain and grass were safe and sound, she could break away from the army and return to Baidu first, but if she was alone, she would not need to fly in the sky for even a day.

She only told Zhang Fengnian about this, and then quietly left the camp with Ren Tian and the five hundred ghost army.

It is said that the grain and grass this time are still bought from other countries by the head of the Ji family, although the Ji family's mind is clear-eyed, but it is a good thing to spare no effort so much.

After all, if there is no food and grass, the Bai clan and the Ji family will not starve, and only civilians will starve to death in the cold winter and the moon.

These 30,000 stones of grain and grass are life-saving food, Ah Ning must make sure that it is foolproof!

A figure on the city wall watched Ah Ning lead the army farther and farther, and exhaled lightly, the feeling of oppression that the general gave her was getting heavier and heavier.

The breeze lifted her veil, and the sudden revelation of her face made the heavens and the earth darken, but no one noticed her.

Naturally, there were guards on the walls, but both guards and pedestrians automatically ignored her, as if she didn't exist.

She knew that time was pressing, and after seeing Ah Ning's figure disappear into the horizon, she turned and flew away in the opposite direction.

The demon wind has a sweet smell that makes people sink in, and it will come in a hundred miles.

Ji Ruo leaned into the air and looked at the busy crowd below, the nameless lake was endless and steaming.

A number of rudimentary huts have been erected around the lake, and there are many more people who have received the news coming this way.

Ah Ning obtained a batch of food for these refugees on Bai Boxian's side, and also sent a centurion with fifty soldiers to maintain order here to help these refugees establish a shelter.

Although many people have no way to survive when they leave their homes, if they don't run away from the war, they can still have a hot soup to drink, a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and the refugees are praising the virtues of the king.

Although they all looked unkempt and gray-faced, they could already see hope in them, the hope of living.

Some women were organized to weave fishing nets together, while a limited number of men were logged and built houses, hunting and fishing.

There were about 10,000 people in this humble shelter, and although they often fought over the limited amount of food, they had not yet been killed because of the presence of the ghost army.

Besides, if they want to survive, these people have to rely on each other.

Naturally, the centurion did not have the ability to manage more than 10,000 people, otherwise it would have been his turn to do it long ago.

But Zhang Fengnian gave him a move, if these people want to survive, they must not mess around, as long as the force and food are tightly grasped in their hands, these people will listen to his arrangement.

And that's exactly what happened, and after cleaning up some disobedient thorns, the centurion established himself here.

There are mountains and rivers, and as long as they settle down, most of the people here will survive.

The centurion was glad to see that the refuge had improved, after all, they had fought bloodily for these people, and in the future, perhaps he would die for them like those comrades who died in battle.

But he didn't expect that day would come so soon.

In the cold night, everyone snuggles up together, using the body temperature of others to resist the cold.

The campfire burned brightly, and the green smoke rose into the void, like a slowly burning hope.

Some people are humming softly, and those who have not slept are listening quietly, and their thoughts drift into the distance with the song.

Someone is silently crying, and there are important people who will not return.

The centurion quietly poured himself a sip of wine, and no one else had such treatment. He sighed, this damn war, the people in front of him who were thinking about might have fought side by side with him.

If so, it would be nice to be so bland all the time.

It was late at night, and many people fell asleep with tears and longing.

"Poof!"

"Uh......"

Some strange sounds sounded in the crowd, and the half-asleep centurion jumped to his feet and drew his sword.

A trace of cold sweat flowed from his face to his neck, licking blood from the head of the knife all year round, wandering on the edge of life and death, he was very sensitive to the breath of danger.

The bonfire was so bad that it couldn't lift its head, and the whole lake was so dark that it was impossible to see anything.

The moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds at some point, and there was a muffled sound in the darkness. The centurion immediately heard what it was, it was a human body that had been cut by a sharp weapon!

He can hear this sound all the time on the battlefield and is extremely sensitive to it!

The sound of the muffled snort falling to the ground could not be faked, and the perpetrator almost did not make a sound from the dead person, and did not even alarm the person who was sleeping next to him.

However, there are too many, how can there be no sound at all?

The centurion's sword fell from his hands, and his hands covered his ears, he did not dare to listen, there was that kind of sound in all directions.

Someone took advantage of the night to quickly massacre the refugees here!

What exactly is it?

The centurion shouted frantically, but it was too late. When the moonlight reappeared, all he could see was stumps and a blood-stained lake.

The pain came, and he touched his stomach, and at some point his stomach was cut into a large gap, and his intestines and blood flowed all over the ground.

The centurion detaches from his upper body from the waist down, and eventually falls to the ground in two.

What is it? What is it? The centurion wanted to roar, to see where the enemy was.

As he lay dying, he saw only a touch of blood, flying past the moon.

Ji Ruo stood in the crowd covered in blood, contented with feeling that his cultivation was growing wildly.

She hibernated here all day, waiting for most of the people to fall asleep before she started.

Although she is a demon, it is still difficult to kill such a large number of people. It's not that these ordinary people can threaten her, it's just that she can't stop these people when they run.

Moreover, she had been casting an illusion for a whole hour before she started, so that these hungry and cold people fell asleep as soon as possible.

As for the small number of people who are not asleep, such as the soldiers on duty or ordinary people who get up at night, what Ji Ruotian can do is to send them on the road first!

The demon wind turned into a sharp blade, easily slicing the neck of the unresisted. Ji Ruotian quickly harvested life in the crowd, and at the same time frantically drew strength from their blood.

Although a lot of essence will be lost in this way, Ji Ruotian does not have time to hunt one by one, besides, such a large crowd, even if only a part of it is enough for her.

Ji Ruo poured out her spirit body, the demon wind was still raging and harvesting in the crowd, and her cultivation had grown to the next bottleneck.

She stretched her body wantonly, bathed in monstrous blood. She thought about an inexplicable roar in her throat, as if it was an unconcealable pain.

At this moment, the seven white fox tails that were originally floating behind her danced wildly, and Ji Ruo's face was hideous, and the red line in the center of her eyebrows was about to drip blood, which was the pain that tore through her body.

Something is going to grow out of her body!

With the continuous watering of blood and qi, a brand-new fox tail broke out of the body! Ji Ruotian's cultivation broke through again!

Shen Wushu could seriously hurt her when she was still a six-tailed before, but the seven-tails ushered in a qualitative change in her cultivation, allowing her to stand in the ranks of the great demons.

It is true that no new corpses were found near Baidu, because the living people that Ji Ruotian obtained in order to heal his injuries were all normal methods.

Because of the shortage of food, people are ruined every day, and people sell their children and daughters every day.

Ji Ruotian secretly bought hundreds of slaves, and for the now chaotic Bai Capital, no one paid attention to it at all.

What if anyone noticed? The poor were eager to sell themselves into slavery to get a bite to eat, and the officials in the white capital were worried that people would starve to death every day and affect their political achievements.

Now there are people who are willing to pay for slaves, and everyone is happy.

Ji Ruotian naturally did not blatantly buy so many slaves directly in the name of the Ji family, and Ah Ning would arouse her suspicion if she didn't care about the affairs of the city.

But for a demon who can manipulate people's hearts, it is easy to change his face and use someone else's identity to confuse the public.

Now those hundreds of corpses are hidden in the underground of Ji Mansion, and Ji Ruotian not only healed his injuries, but also broke through the Seven Tails, and his strength ushered in a qualitative change.

But the sporadic blood food after the Seven Tails is no longer of much use to her, which is also the real reason why the little demon harms people and the big demon is the one who is the disaster.

When the cultivation is low, the blood food demand to improve the cultivation is also small, and if you want to break through after becoming a big demon, the amount of blood food you need is very large.

It's usually a city of no small size.

Just by buying slaves and cultivating secretly, even the Ji family's financial resources can't afford to support it. So she can only take risks and be exposed in front of people.

Seven Tails stepped into the ranks of the Great Demon, and even a Qi Refiner with advanced cultivation couldn't easily do anything to her.

And every improvement in cultivation after that will be a leap of thousands of miles, Ji Ruotian feels the power of the Eight Tails, and there is an unreal sense that everything is under control.

Such a powerful aura that she had felt in her father, Ji Wuregret, when she was young.

And Ji has no regrets, he relied on his own cultivation to complete the demon refining array and suppress the demon beasts that were once suspected of being in the Divine Tribulation Realm for several years.

The Eight Tails are already comparable to the pinnacle of the realm of the Terran Qi Refiners!

But Ji Ruotian's cultivation has not stopped growing!

Many people woke up from their sleep and saw the scene like the Shura field in front of them, they didn't know why so many people died, but their only thought was to escape!

But Ji Ruotian, who had the strength of the seven tails before, was still unable to do it, and now she broke through the strength of the eight tails, and she could easily devour the people of a city!

The demon wind raged wildly, and no one who wanted to escape was spared by this demon wind, cutting their throats or cutting off their bodies.

The moon in the lake has completely turned bloody, and Ji Ruotian no longer has any scruples to devour the blood souls of the ten thousand people here.

All the power of the blood soul converged on her, and her body was like a bottle that could never be filled.

Finally, there was another cracking sound.

The ninth tail quietly appeared behind her. She opened her eyes, and all bloodthirsty desires vanished.

She broke free from the shackles, crossed the life and death tribulations that countless bloodthirsty demons wanted to cross, and was no longer controlled by the bloodthirsty desires in her blood, because she couldn't control her desire to eat people and exposed herself to invite murder.

She has completely returned to her ancestors and turned into a desolate demon nine-tailed sky fox.

The moonlight sprinkled on Ji Ruotian, who was covered in blood, and washed away the blood on her body. Ji Ruotian manifested the body of the nine-tailed sky fox, and his silver fur was as clean as practice.

There is only a red line in the center of the eyebrows, as if it has come to life.

Ji Ruotian disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving a mess, and she still had a grudge to end.