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Formerly known as Kenhan Castle.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Han Dynasty once cast 10,000 swords here and gave them to the defenders who were guarding Xiliang at that time. Hence the name of Kenhan Castle.

Later, the Han Dynasty destroyed Wei Sheng, so he changed his name, and the Han became Han, from which the Sword Han City got its name.

Out of Youyunling, after the Yumen Pass, the first big city is this Sword Cold City.

The wind and clouds in the north are swaying, the army of the Central Plains court and the barbarian Shu army are fighting together, this sword cold city is located in the middle of nowhere, but it is free from the suffering of this war, and it can be regarded as a pure land in front of it.

Su Changan and Gu Xianjun walked on the street where pedestrians came and went, carrying something wrapped in yellow paper in their hands, which seemed to be some medicinal herbs.

"Okay, okay, give me food..."

"Uncle, I haven't eaten for three days..."

......

Then a group of ragged beggars gathered around the street.

Su Changan frowned, reached into his arms and took out some money, and with a flick of his fingers, he fell into the tattered rice bowls of those beggars.

There is not a lot of money, and it is only more than ten cents per person, but it is a lot of income for these hungry beggars, at least with this money, they don't have to worry about starving to death in this city in the next few days.

Naturally, it was inevitable that he would say a heartfelt word of gratitude to Su Changan.

Such an anomaly attracted more beggars. They surrounded Su Changan and Gu Xianjun, and they all knelt on the ground, crying and hoping that the two would reward them with some money.

Su Changan and Gu Xianjun glanced at each other at that time, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

It is true that Sword Cold City is located in a remote area, and it is not true that it has not suffered from the scourge of war, but there is a way that there are no eggs under the nest, and a large number of refugees have fled in, almost occupying the streets and alleys of Sword Cold City, and such begging teams can be seen everywhere along the way.

Su Changan took out some money and distributed it to everyone.

Only then did he get rid of the entanglement of refugees and Gu Xianjun walked out of this street.

"Chang'an, you can't save them like this..."Gu Xianjun said suddenly. "The money will run out one day, and we have to save them... Only..."

"The only way to end this troubled world is to put an end to it. Su Changan took Gu Xianjun's words.

Gu Xianjun was stunned for a moment, she turned her head to look at this young man, his eyebrows were cold at the moment, but the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, with a sense of calmness and determination. Inexplicably, Gu Xianjun was a little moved.

And just when Gu Xianjun wanted to say something more.

Suddenly, several figures rushed out and surrounded them.

They were ragged and apparently refugees had fled from elsewhere.

But the difference is that they all hold sharp blades in their hands, and their eyes are shining with a fierce light of greed.

"You?" Su Changan's brows furrowed again, and he asked, as if he was a little puzzled by the behavior of these people.

The man in the lead licked the blade in his hand, and said with a sneer: "A few brothers fled here, look at Gongzi, you have a lot of money, and you want to borrow some to spend flowers, I don't know if it's okay?"

Although it was to borrow money, the tone of the man's words was full of threats, but there was no intention of borrowing.

But Su Changan didn't seem to understand what he was saying, and continued to ask with a puzzled face: "I don't know you, why do you want to borrow it?"

Gu Xianjun on the side couldn't help but hold her forehead for a while when she heard this, she secretly sighed Su Changan After so many years, she thought that after experiencing so much, she would grow a little more mindful, but this statement was still so wooden.

"Hahaha!" As soon as these words came out, the refugees who surrounded Su Changan and the others burst into a long laugh.

"I can't help you to borrow this or not?" said the man at the head of the group in a cold voice, and the spiritual power was already urging all over his body.

Su Changan really saw it, this man's cultivation was probably already around the dawn.

"So, did you rob it?" asked Su Changan with a look of sudden realization.

Such remarks that made everyone seem to be no different from nonsense naturally inevitably caused a burst of laughter again, but Gu Xianjun on the side seemed to hear something, and she was going to teach these refugees a lesson, she stopped such thoughts, and stood quietly by Su Chang'an's side, watching the changes. Anyway, with the cultivation of these refugees, it is impossible to really do something to them, so it is better to see what Su Changan wants to do.

"That's right, it's just robbing, well, it's not just money..." The man at the head paused when he said this, his eyes turned, and he fell on Gu Xianjun on the side, he looked up and down at the woman in white with picturesque eyebrows, and the greed in his eyes was even worse. "I'm afraid you'll have to leave it to your brothers. But Childe can rest assured, our brother only wants to have fun, and he won't take people's lives, and when we get tired of playing, we will naturally help you send her back. ”

Such extremely filthy words naturally made Gu Xianjun's heart chill on the side, and her brows furrowed, but Su Changan, who was looking at the side, still had no intention of making a move, and had to suppress the anger in her heart again.

"You have cultivation, although it is a troubled time now, but if you are willing to do some work, it should not be a problem to make a living, why do you have to do such a thing?" Su Changan continued to ask, as if he was still a little puzzled about this matter.

The man at the head was stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows, but he felt that this Su Changan was quite interesting, like some sons and brothers who were not familiar with the world. But the more noble a person is, the more the man likes to trample it under his feet, which is enough to give him an indescribable pleasure.

So he suppressed the greed in his heart, and said with a cruel smile: "Troubled times? What's wrong with troubled times? Our brothers kill people and sell goods, but they are much more comfortable than what kind of court rule back then, besides, if it weren't for this troubled times, how could we have such a beauty to enjoy?" As he spoke, the man glanced at Gu Xianjun greedily, as if he had already thought of how to suppress such a beauty under him and ravage it to his heart's content.

Gu Xianjun finally couldn't stand this man's foul language, and he was about to take action right away.

But at that moment, a sudden color flashed on Su Changan's face, and then the blood light in his eyes lit up, and a dark spirit swept away.

"Well, I see. He said this, and before everyone including Gu Xianjun came back to their senses, the dark spiritual pressure enveloped everyone.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the man at the head, and he realized that something was wrong, and he was about to call his companion to make a move, but at that moment a sense of powerlessness came, and he felt that his strength was slowly draining, as if he couldn't even hold the blade in his hand. He looked at his hands suspiciously, but the sight made him speechless.

His hand was slowly withering, as if something had sucked the flesh out of it, shriveling it down at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Exclamations rang out, and he realized that not only him, but also his companions' bodies had shriveled down like deflated balls.

He wanted to scream loudly, but found himself so weak that he couldn't even make a sound.

Finally, he glanced desperately at the young man who was absorbing blood from his mouth, and his body finally fell slowly.

Gu Xianjun glanced at the few corpses that were already skinny and bones all over the ground, and turned his head to look at the young man beside him.

"Troubled times must be governed by heavy discipline. ”

The young man spit out a cold voice, turned his head to lift the medicinal herbs in his hand, and walked towards the inn where they were staying.