Chapter 389: Li'er, I'm sorry, my teacher has never really understood you.
ps: Chapter 386 should be released tomorrow.
On the official road, near Xiashui Pass, a rare white horse was walking slowly. On the horse's back were a pair of green people, Su Bei and Mo Li.
Along the way, you can see refugees dragging their old and young everywhere, all with sallow faces and ragged clothes, children crying feebly, old women stumbling around with their tears dry, leaving only a numbness on their faces, as if
A walking corpse.
There are bags of earth everywhere on the roadside without even tombstones. It is conceivable that these dead people were all people who died of starvation and were hastily buried by their loved ones. Some bodies were even not buried at all and were allowed to rot in the air.
This was the first time for Su Bei to see such a tragic scene.
Under a large locust tree, an old man with white hair was tremblingly waving his crutch in his hand, trying to drive away several strong men in front of him.
Behind him followed a scantily clad young woman, who was breastfeeding her child. However, her skinny figure could not squeeze out any milk at all, and the baby in her arms was breathing feebly...
Mo Li turned over and dismounted, and chopped off the heads of several strong men with one sword, leaving behind a pancake that was only enough for two people.
The old man just said thank you mechanically with his numb eyes, swallowed the pancakes with big mouthfuls, and then walked tremblingly towards Xiashui Pass with the woman behind him.
...
Baima was drinking water from the stream on the roadside, Mo Li was wiping his blood-stained sword, Su Bei hugged her from behind, kissed her eyebrows, and whispered:
"Why don't you give the old man some food and money?"
Mo Li raised his head, bit Su Bei's lower lip with his fine teeth, then put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, pressed his cheek tightly against Su Bei's chest, and said calmly:
"Now they may still be able to reach Xiashui Pass alive."
"If we give them food and money, they won't survive for even half an hour in this troubled world."
"..."
Su Bei's body trembled, and then he buried his head in her hair, her fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.
She is still the same person in her bones, and it was the same in her last life. She likes to draw out a sword to help when there is an injustice. Compared with the indifference of a cultivator, she is more inclined to be a hero and a fairy.
Su Bei knew that she was guiding him all the way, letting him see what all this was for.
It's just that the current situation of three kings coexisting has lasted for hundreds of years, so how can it be possible that I can change it overnight?
He looked at the woman in his arms with a complicated expression, his eyes flashed, and he said softly:
"This is what you want me to see, right?"
"For hundreds of years, you have rarely been in Jianzong. Have you been doing these things?"
"..."
She kidnapped herself and said she was going to Xizhou. With her foot strength, she could reach there in a few days. However, she allowed her horse to take her along the official road.
Su Bei thought that the three kings surnamed Ji would bring a lot of turmoil to the Eastern Kingdom, and he was already prepared in his heart.
I just saw this chaotic world where thousands of families were crying, their lives were worthless, and they were homeless.
Seeing the corpses exposed in the wilderness with no one to bury them, the refugees living on bark and roots, and even being forced to exchange their children for food... Su Bei was deeply shocked in his heart.
"Um."
Mo Li nodded.
Su Bei had rarely seen her look like this. Her expression was not sick at all, and her silver hair was as bright as a star:
"Master and disciple are different. No matter what I do, my disciple will never take advantage of Dongguo's righteousness and will not cause any trouble, but master is different."
"Master is Ji Nanjue's man, and he is also the one who ended the bloody disaster three hundred years ago. He has a lofty status both in the mortal world and in the world of immortality. This turmoil among the three kings surnamed Ji is caused by Master
Come to an end, it is reasonable and reasonable."
"..."
Su Bei looked at her gently. For a moment, he even wanted to sink into her lake.
With his silver eyes, he sighed again and curved the corner of his mouth in a slightly bitter arc:
"But as a master, I only have ten years left to live, and even my cultivation..."
"No."
Mo Li gently stroked Su Bei's cheek with his hand, which was soft and yet a little cold. Her silver eyes were unusually determined:
"My disciple traveled throughout the twenty-one states, and finally discovered a place in Xizhou called Sanshengwangchuan."
"There is an underground river there. This underground river is connected to the long river of time hanging upside down in the sky, and there is a kind of fish in it called Sansheng fish."
"This kind of fish meat can prolong life span. Although the effect is extremely weak, if eaten in large quantities, it is enough to ensure that the master's life span will not be extinguished."
"It's just that the Sanshengwangchuan is occupied by the monks from the Western Wilderness. Ordinary Qi cultivators from the Twenty-one States can't get close to it. My disciple once tried to break through, but unfortunately he failed..."
"..."
Su Bei stretched out his hand to hold her slightly cold hand, and stared blankly at the outstandingly charming woman in front of him.
Her silver hair fluttered with the autumn wind, and her steps shone with orange-red luster in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Su Bei admitted that he has always had opinions about her in this life.
But it wasn't until now that Su Bei realized that he was wrong, very wrong.
Xiao Ruoqing comes from an ordinary family, Jian Niang comes from a poor and humble background, and Li Zijun is a second-generation immortal through and through.
Only she is different.
Mo Li was born in the Mo family, one of the four major families in the Eastern Kingdom. She did not see the distinction between mortals and immortals so clearly. She looked at the whole world, and not only those who cultivated immortals.
"Why go to Xiashui Pass?"
Su Bei interrupted her, calmed down and asked.
"There is a ferry there. You can take a boat down the Cangjiang River to reach Zhenbeiguan, the junction of Xihuang and Beihai. After passing Zhenbeiguan, you can reach Xizhou by traveling 120,000 miles southwest."
"This is the fastest way to reach Xizhou..."
Su Bei looked at her without blinking, reflecting everything about her.
In the past, my heart was full of other things, so I didn't think much of Mo Li. But today, it was as if I had met her for the first time, and I was so attracted to her.
"Li'er."
Looking at Mo Li who was talking seriously, Su Bei suddenly said.
"Um?"
Mo Li frowned and looked at Su Bei slightly angrily. This was the second time he interrupted himself.
"sorry."
He didn't know what else to say.
After Su Bei finished speaking, Mo Li was stunned for a moment. The finger that had been touching Su Bei's cheek paused, then slowly let go, looking at him with complicated eyes.
"What are you sorry for?"
She pointed to her chest and smiled somewhat casually:
"If you are referring to that sword from back then, then I had already returned it to you in Nandu three hundred years ago. Although I have not forgiven it completely, but..."
Su Bei stretched out a finger to cover her lips, stared into her eyes, and then softly said: