"Why can't you kill me?" Ziyu was surprised and angry at the same time, even more angry than just now when the Qin girl was insulted and had no one to care about her.
When our own people are bullied by foreigners, they not only do not stand up to defend them, but instead defend the foreigners. What's the point?
The old man seemed to see Ziyu's anger, and waved his hands repeatedly and shouted in a low voice: "Don't kill them. If they die here, everyone in this street will be killed."
Ziyu's bright figure suddenly paused. Beiming Changfeng, who was standing behind Ziyu, frowned and stopped. If he kills these people from Fusang Kingdom, he will kill the people on this street.
How is this going?
As soon as Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng stopped, the three Fusang people, whose faces were covered with blood after being beaten, immediately turned around and ran away without daring to scream. The murderous aura on Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng just now made them aware of this.
People really dare to kill them, not just talk about it.
The alley suddenly became empty.
The girl who was bullied had already run away without even saying thank you.
Ziyu glanced at the empty corner, showing no surprise. She couldn't stand the help of the Fuso talent. As for the girl who saved her by the way, she didn't expect to thank him.
but……
"Why is this happening? This is the land of the Later Qin Kingdom?" Ziyu looked back at the frightened old man and walked forward quickly and asked.
This is not the land of the Fusang Kingdom, right? Why was a mere Fusang warrior ronin killed here, but all the people from the Later Qin Kingdom on this street were killed? What's the point? It's the other way around.
The old man stretched out his head and quickly looked around, then waved to Ziyu and the others.
Seeing this, Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng glanced at each other and rushed into the old man's residence.
The old man's family only has a three- or four-year-old grandson and no other adults. It seems that the population is very simple.
Under the leadership of the old man, Ziyu and the rest of the group sat down in the living room where guests were entertained.
"Old man, please tell me what's going on." Before Ziyu could speak, Beiming Changfeng suddenly spoke. Although his breath was still very cold and hard, it seemed relatively peaceful.
The old man brought a cup of tea to Ziyu, Beiming Changfeng and others. After sitting down, he sighed heavily: "You are from other places, right? The only people who can take action when something like this happens are outsiders. Alas,
You are all good people."
Ziyu glanced at the old man after hearing this.
Only outsiders would take action, which means that when locals encounter such a thing, they will not help at all. So...
"I remember that Fusang Kingdom did not have such a big power in the Later Qin Dynasty." Beiming Changfeng's voice was deep.
How could Fusang, a mere small country, have such great power in Suzhou?
After hearing this, the old man sighed again and said with a sad face: "A few months ago, a man from Fusang came and said that some kind of immortal came to the world and supported the Buddha, which could make His Majesty the Emperor immortal. What else could achieve enlightenment?
Immortal..."
"Absurd." Ziyu scolded him before he finished listening.
Immortality, attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal can come as soon as you dream.
"You continue." Beiming Changfeng glanced at Ziyu, who was completely dismissive, and then looked back at his father-in-law.
The father-in-law held his little grandson in his arms and shook his head: "I don't know if he can really live forever. His Majesty the Emperor trusts this Fuso fairy very much. I heard that this fairy is very capable. There are many ministers and people here.
When the official took the elixir he gave him, he said he felt like he had seen a god and felt refreshed."