Chapter three hundred and eighty sixth despair
The sound of the wind was sobbing, and there was no living creature on the messy earth. Even the tiny bugs lost their vitality and were buried deep in the soil.
Li Haoran did not fly, his footsteps fell to the ground, and his figure flashed forward.
Two consecutive battles between monks made a dead domain within a radius of hundreds of miles near Canglan Mountain.
Two hours later, a dilapidated village appeared in front of Li Haoran, with several corpses lying in the village.
It is already a lucky thing to be able to leave a corpse. After all, some of the pressure leaked by the powerful monk is enough to make ordinary people obliterate between heaven and earth.
I think it should be because this place is far away from Canglan Mountain, which makes these ordinary people just disappear and leave their bodies.
But can this be considered lucky?
Li Haoran raised his hand, and the surrounding soil rushed to bury the bodies and left several simple graves.
Continue to move forward silently, gradually some animals' corpses appeared in front of Li Haoran, who still buried them.
A day later, a big city appeared in front of Li Haoran, and there were finally living people inside.
However, the people here looked even colder than Li Haoran, and their eyes were silent, living like a walking corpse.
These people have been suppressed by the monks, and then they can't help but watch the people beside them die or dissipate silently. They go from fear, despair to numbness and despair at the beginning.
They have heard that the order of the entire Linhai Realm has collapsed, and the monks have fought endlessly, and countless ordinary people have been affected and died.
So what can those who survive by chance?
escape?
Where can I escape?
If you escape from this city and this country, you will eventually encounter monks.
The lives of ordinary people are like grass in front of monks, and the one waiting for them is death in the end.
After such a heart-dead death, they just instinctively lived in despair, waiting for one day when a monk passed by here and took their lives inadvertently.
Li Haoran passed through the dead street in silence and came to the magnificent but collapsed corner of the city lord's mansion in the middle of the city.
There was no one guarding her here, and Li Haoran walked in and walked through the layers of towers to a hall.
A woman's screams and cries came from the hall. A man in black with a sword standing in front of the hall.
Although this person's eyes were cold, it can be seen that he was still a "living person".
Li Haoran ignored walking towards the hall.
"bite!"
The long sword was unsheathed into a stream of light and stabbed Li Haoran's eyebrows without any trembling.
Li Haoran slowly stretched out his right hand and clamped it as the sword stabbed him into the middle of his eyebrows.
The man in black pulled the sword with all his might but did not move at all. After a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he decisively discarded the sword and retreated violently. More than a dozen flying knives shot out and covered Li Haoran's vital parts all over his body.
The long sword fell to the ground, Li Haoran waved his right hand and gently tapped the flying knife. The flying knife flew backwards quickly backwards back to the man in black who had no time to react in the future and nailed it to the ground.
The man in black jumped up, his clothes shattered, and it was obvious that the flying knife just now did not penetrate him.
The man in black looked at Li Haoran in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"
Although this person is an ordinary person, he has a firm determination to practice martial arts, so he does not collapse in his heart and turns into a walking corpse.
Li Haoran made a guess in his heart and ignored the man in black and walked towards the hall. The man in black jumped up and landed in front of Li Haoran.
Li Haoran frowned slightly and said, "You should know what's going on inside now, why do you have to do this now?"
The voice is dull and has no emotion at all.
The man in black said bitterly: "He was not like this before. He used to be diligent and loving the people. He managed Shuiming City in an orderly manner and was deeply loved by the people. It was only after experiencing despair and watching his wife and children die silently in front of him that he became like this."
"Is this the reason for his evil deed?"
"He saved me, and I guaranteed that he was safe, even if he was powerless sometimes."
Li Haoran nodded, waved his hand and the man in black flew out of the city lord's mansion involuntarily, and at the same time the gate of the hall opened.
A middle-aged man was chasing more than a dozen girls in the hall with a long whip. The whip fell down and whipped the girl, and her dress shattered on her snow-white skin and left red blood marks.
Li Haoran walked into the hall with an expressionless face, and an invisible aura swept across 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 lit up instantly.
The light shrouded the girls, allowing their injuries to recover slowly.
The middle-aged man looked at Li Haoran with a somewhat distracted look and suddenly became crazy, and he roared towards Li Haoran.
But he was blocked by an invisible wall just after just two steps and could no longer get close to Li Haoran.
But even so, the middle-aged man still waved his hands and roared and wanted to rush over.
"That's right, it's you, it's you. It's you monks who have made the world full of injustice and have taken the lives of us mortals at will, making me watch my wife and children die in front of me, but I can't do anything."
The girls in ragged dresses around were originally grateful for Li Haoran's saving them, but now after hearing the middle-aged man that Li Haoran was a monk, they also looked at Li Haoran with resentment and hid towards the corner of the wall.
This is the man in black who also jumped into the hall, looking at Li Haoran with a cautious look on his face, and did not dare to act rashly.
Li Haoran ignored their gaze: "Have you ever killed innocent people?"
Li Haoran's voice hit the middle-aged man's soul, making his consciousness become a little confused and said, "No."
"This city is now back to the protection of Canglan Sect, and no more monks will come to make trouble. You will reorganize the order of this city and restore the previous appearance."
After Li Haoran said that, the middle-aged man flew up into the air and hit the wall of the hall. The middle-aged man screamed and squirted 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: "All people are dead, how can you return to your previous appearance!"
Then the middle-aged man collapsed on the ground and cried: "Yun'er, Xiaoyuan, you guys died so miserably! Why am I still alive?"
Li Haoran paused for a moment, and then walked outside.
Watching Li Haoran leave, the man in black waved to the girl in the hall and said, "You go, we will go back in the future to apologize to you."
Chapter completed!