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Chapter five hundred and fortieth IX refugees

Half a month later, at the northern border of Qinglan Prefecture...

The scorching sun shines on the earth, and there is a drying smell in the air. The vast wilderness is barren, the grass and leaves on the ground are all withered and yellow, the dry rivers reveal the mud bed, and there are deep cracks like

It's the hungry mouths that are screaming silently.

Qin Yun rode the Black Pearl on the dry dirt road, with a fleet of cars stretching for miles behind him. He looked around, and his mood became heavy unknowingly.

Two days ago, the convoy heading south finally left the Xihai Prairie and entered Qinglan Prefecture.

Sword God Luo Yi left quietly. This was a real separation of life and death. He was about to be reincarnated in a deserted place.

The most powerful person who has entered the realm of supernatural power can step through the void and become immortal if he is promoted to the supreme realm of the Nine Heavens and understands the way of heaven and earth. However, only a few have been able to reach this step over the past thousands of years.

More powerful people with magical powers will choose to die when their longevity is exhausted. It is said that there is a certain chance of being reincarnated, and the new ones will have part of the soul memory and bloodline of the previous life.

Before Luo Yi left, he passed on all his knowledge of swordsmanship to Qin Yun, and for Qin Yun, the amount of things he gained in these half a month was unimaginable.

Under Luo Yi's guidance, Qin Yun practiced swordsmanship day and night with hunger and thirst, because he knew that such an opportunity was once in a lifetime, and if he missed it, he would never see it again.

As a result, his swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the realm of sword mastery in one fell swoop. If it weren't for the limitations of his strength and cultivation, he could even practice the former's secret Thunder Sound Sword Qi!

It was also during this half-month period that Qin Yun regarded Luo Yi as his most respectable teacher. Unfortunately, the time they spent together was too short.

Mingxiu was extremely sad about Luo Yi's departure, and even refused to eat or drink for two days. After Qin Yun repeatedly comforted her, she finally felt better.

However, after entering Qinglan, the scenes on both sides of the road made people feel desperate.

There is no rooster crow for thousands of miles, and the bones are exposed in the wild!

These two verses are the most appropriate way to describe Qinglan now. Along the way, there are scenes of desolation and drought everywhere. The farmland is dry and cracked, the villages are deserted, and the roadside is full of decaying corpses. Occasionally, you can see a few heads because of the

A wild dog whose eyes turned red after eating human flesh.

Seeing this kind of scene too much will make people feel numb and their mood will become extremely bad. Qin Yun thought for a while and asked Black Pearl to slow down and jumped into the carriage carriage where Mingxiu was riding.

This beautiful and charming girl has lost a lot of weight. She is leaning against the car window blankly, with a look of confusion on her pretty face. The sadness in her beautiful eyes makes people feel heartbroken.

The rice dishes placed on the counter are already cold, but there is no sign of being touched at all.

Qin Yun sighed secretly in his heart, stretched out his hand to close the curtains, took her little hand and said, "Sister Xiu'er, don't be sad, everything will pass!"

Mingxiu leaned gently into Qin Yun's arms and whispered: "Brother Qin Yun, why do people suffer so much? My parents were gone when I was very young, and now even my grandpa has left me."

"You still have me!" Qin Yun hugged her waist and said, "I promised my master to take care of you for the rest of my life and never let you suffer any grievances. How can I explain to my master now that you are like this?"

"I think my master never wants to see you sad. And you have also seen the scene outside. I don't know how many victims are waiting for relief. Do you still have the strength to help them if you don't eat or drink?"

When he said the last two sentences, Qin Yun's tone became stern.

Mingxiu pouted her little mouth and said in a low voice: "I'll just eat it, why are you so mean!"

Seeing that she was no longer indulging in sadness, Qin Yun smiled and said, "That's right, I'll give you some heat!"

He picked up the porcelain bowl on the counter and used his inner energy to activate the fire power to heat the food. Then he used a spoon to scoop up the hot soup and brought it to Mingxiu's mouth: "Eat it quickly!"

Mingxiu's pretty face turned red, but she still opened her mouth obediently and drank the soup.

Before Luo Yi left, he officially entrusted Mingxiu to Qin Yun. At his request, the two of them worshiped together in front of him. Although they did not have three matchmakers and six betrothals, they were actually married.

However, Luo Yi also required Qin Yun to advance to the realm of supernatural powers within three years before he could go to Xiaoyingzhou to formally marry Mingxiu. But even so, the relationship between the two was quite different.

A bite of food and a bite of soup filled the small carriage with a faint warm atmosphere.

Snap! Snap!

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the carriage door.

Someone outside said anxiously: "Master Qin, we are in trouble!"

Qin Yun was shocked, and immediately put down the spoon and porcelain bowl, and said to Mingxiu: "You stay here and don't come out. I'll go out first to see what's going on."

Without waiting for Mingxiu's answer, he opened the compartment door and rushed out.

The convoy stopped moving.

A large crowd appeared on the road not far ahead. There were at least thousands of people in the dark crowd. Most of these people were thin and sallow and dressed in ragged clothes. They held wooden sticks, kitchen knives and sharpened long sticks in their hands, and stood silently.

Slowly approaching the convoy, completely blocking its path.

Even from a distance of hundreds of steps, Qin Yun could see the light in their eyes, which was ferocious, desperate and crazy, like wolves on the verge of extinction!

There is no doubt that they are all local victims of the Qinglan disaster. However, these victims did not go to nearby towns to find a way to survive. Instead, they gathered on the official road to block the convoy. They were obviously not ordinary victims.

"These are all mobs!" Lin Weishan caught up from behind and said in a deep voice: "They are organized. If we don't show them some color, the situation will be out of control. These are not worthy of sympathy!"

As the chief escort of the Weiyuan Escort Bureau, Lin Weishan has traveled extensively and is well-informed. He knows that in disaster areas, refugees often gather in groups to rob and transform into real thieves and bandits.

The convoy heading south contained hundreds of carriages loaded with goods, as well as thousands of war horses. In the eyes of these bandits, they were like a huge piece of fat, and they had to gnaw on them even at the risk of death.

However, even though there were a lot of opponents, Lin Weishan was not afraid at all. The main bodyguards of Weiyuan Escort were not damaged. Without Qin Yun and other strong men taking action, all the bandits could be killed cleanly by just relying on powerful crossbows and arrows.

!

The only thing he was worried about was that Mingxiu and Qin Yun would be merciful because they couldn't bear to kill, which would only make the refugees push further and lose control, ultimately endangering the safety of the entire convoy.

Lin Weishan has not only heard of similar things, but has also seen many with his own eyes!

(To be continued)


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