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6, the son has no joy

Chu Ling felt the danger and was about to leave, so he would take action immediately. However, there were still people faster than her. When she arrived at the gate of the city, which was originally open for people to enter and exit, although the gate of the city that was originally open for people to enter and exit was not closed, there were many more soldiers of the clan holding weapons.

The people of the Clan could still enter and exit freely, but all the Apocalypse were blocked back. There were two corpses lying at the gate of the city, and the blood on the ground had not yet dried up. All the people who looked like Apocalypse retreated one after another. Even though they were resentful, no one dared to try to move forward again.

A general of the tribe said in a somewhat stiff Central Plains saying: "The court searched for rebels, and all southerners were not allowed to enter and exit. If there was any disobedience, there would be no mercy to kill!"

Everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to the corpses on the ground. They were clearly just two young men who looked less than the ones. However, no one dared to reason with the people of the gentry in these days. They could only look at the soldiers holding sharp blades with fear. Seeing the expressions of the people around them, the general smiled proudly, with a contemptuous look, "The people in the Central Plains are all waste!"

Chu Ling sat in the corner of the wall, holding a bun of coarse grains in her hand and bit her carelessly. The eyes of the general who occasionally looked at the city gate were cold and without any emotion. Even if she was not the real Chu Qingyi, she was using her body, with such a face, and the blood of the people of the Central Plains, and could still understand what empathy means. In this chaotic world, this body... no, she and her tribe belonged to the oppressed group without any surprise.

But, did she want to live such a life?

The flattering people seek honor from the people of the Clan? The numb and humble people seek survival?

Chu Ling shook her head in her heart, no, she couldn't do it.

The town cannot be out for the time being, and Chu Ling does not plan to leave. Her intuition told her that Baili Qinghong suddenly appeared here, and it must be for no reason.

"Why are you still here?" The boy's voice sounded next to him. Chu Ling was not surprised. Although the boy was smart, his movements were really clever when approaching her. I really don't know what kind of family it was, but he was relieved to let such a boy run around outside by himself.

"I can't get out." Chu Ling stuffed the last bit of steamed bun into his mouth and said carelessly.

The young man naturally saw what was happening at the city gate, pulled Chuling and whispered: "Come with me."

Chu Ling hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to have too much connection with this young man who seemed to be a troublesome at first glance. But after a moment, Chu Ling followed him silently.

The boy walked through several streets and entered a dilapidated courtyard in the most remote alley. After years of war and the massive southward migration several years ago, the population in the north has dropped sharply. Nine out of ten rooms in many places, so it is not difficult to find an empty house without anyone inhabited in this small town. However, looking at the boy's familiar appearance, Chu Ling said: "Do you seem to be familiar with this place?"

The boy turned around and stared at her and said, "I warn you, it's better not to meddle in other people's business!"

Chu Ling was speechless: She didn't want to meddle in other people's business at all. Is it good that this guy insisted on her coming back with her?

The boy said, "You are going to the south?"

Chu Ling nodded and said, "I am also from the south, so I naturally want to live in the south."

The boy looked at her with contempt and said proudly: "You can't even get out of the Northern Jin Dynasty. After my work is done, you can follow me."

Chu Ling blinked her eyes, and the dirty little face was almost impossible to see, with eyes as bright as stars. The boy said uncomfortable: "I think you are pitiful. I don't know how you die if you are caught as a slave!"

Chu Ling finally couldn't help but chuckle, but she didn't expect that this young man would still retain such kindness in such a world.

"Thank you." Chu Ling said softly.

The young man snorted and gave her a look that was sensible to you, "My name is Yunyi, what's your name?"

Chu Ling said: "Just call me A Ling."

The boy nodded, and didn't ask her what her full name was. People without names are everywhere these days, and this girl wandered around alone, but she was afraid that her life was miserable.

"Bang bang." Two knocks came from the door, and the two looked at the door vigilantly. They quickly relaxed a little more. If they were from the Clan, they would never knock so politely.

When Chu Ling saw the boy named Yunyi nodded, he slowly walked over and opened the door and opened a crack.

The person who appeared at the door made her slightly stunned. They were two apocalypse people. A young man in blue cloth and a middle-aged strong man.

The man was slender and thin. Although he was wearing the most inconspicuous coarse cloth, he gave people a sense of noble and elegantness. He had a handsome appearance and sparse eyebrows. He stood in front of the door and nodded and smiled slightly at Chu Ling, with his romance and charm. Even Chu Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the so-called rough clothes and messy heads would not hide the national color. However, she clearly saw a bit of sharpness and rebelliousness like a lone eagle in her warm eyes.

"Ahem, girl, can our master and servant rest here for a while?" the man in blue coughed twice.

The man seemed to be in poor health. At first, Chu Ling noticed that his face was a little strange and pale. At this time, when he spoke, he could feel the intermittent breath.

Chu Ling turned around and looked at Yun Yi. This was not her place.

Yun Yi, who was standing in the middle of the yard, nodded, and then Chu Ling opened the door and let it go aside.

"Thank you." The man said softly. He waved his hand and refused the support of the strong man behind him, and walked into the yard with his foot.

Four people stood in the abandoned courtyard for a long time.

Except for the last two people who came in, they were actually not familiar with each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

The strong man was busy packing up a clean place to ask the man in blue to sit down. The man in blue smiled and sat down casually without caring and looked at Yunyi and Chu Ling and said, "I met by chance, haven't you asked the two names of Gao yet?"

Yun Yi said in a bad tone: "Since you know it was a chance meeting, why are you asking?"

Before the man in blue could speak, the strong man standing beside him could not help it, "My young man asked kindly, you are so uneducated! Why can't you speak without anyone teaching you?"

Yun Yi's face changed and he was about to attack. But he saw the man in blue speaking first: "Don't be rude! Please forgive me, my family is a little anxious. Here... Jun Wuhuan, ask Daming?"

"You... are you Mr. Changli?!" Yun Yi looked at the man in public in front of him in shock and said.

The man in blue smiled and said, "I dare not, it's just the way."

"This is impossible? Why are you here?!" Yun Yi said in surprise.

The man in blue raised his eyebrows slightly, "What? Can you tell me about the young master?"
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