Looking at the escaping Holy Envoy, why not stay silent for a long time. Maybe he arrived a little late and the fair young man's plan failed. He didn't have time to worry about the escaping person. In the blink of an eye, he was already around the Holy Envoy.
, that sword strike shattered all the vitality of the divine envoy, and there was no way to recover. I saw him closing his eyes with my own eyes, and after confirming that he was dead, he rushed to meet Yi Xifeng.
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The only ones left at the scene now are the matchmaker and the followers of another religion.
Seeing this situation, another cultist knew that he could not escape death, but he still pointed his sword forward and rushed towards the great elder.
When I saw this, I saw the flowers rise and fall again. A sword filled with inner strength danced and flew. The sword fell, the flowers fell, and the people fell.
The matchmaker looked at the direction in which the divine envoy was escaping, and was silent. The sword in her hand was just waving aimlessly based on memory. After a long time, she kicked the sword aside.
Wu Xi spoke at this time: "Since everyone was in trouble, the matchmaker's eyes have been fixed on the envoy. If the envoy cannot withstand the pressure, then the matchmaker will definitely go to resist it."
"I won't hesitate even if I die." The matchmaker murmured after hearing this.
For the matchmaker, God's Messenger is her only belief. She does not believe in any Earth Goddess Religion or any bullshit God's Religion. She only believes in God's Messenger. It was he who saved her when she was dying, and when she was betrayed by her friend.
At that time, he was the one who comforted her. The matchmaker didn't have the love between men and women for her, but it was just an unrequited kindness.
But who should she talk to about this? Who would care? After all, the people she believed in abandoned her again. The lover who wanted to repay the kindness probably never cared about it. In the end, she was too sentimental.
"Go away, I will pretend that you have never appeared today." Yi Xifeng put away Ye Jian Hanxing and said. She is just a pitiful person. She is not a member of the divine religion. She does not want to kill indiscriminately and be ruthless.
, you should make a good cause for yourself.
The matchmaker heard this, but she didn't even move. She sneered and knelt down on the ground.
"In the morning clouds and dusk rains, in a hurry without realizing it, without saying a word, and laughing at the foolishness, who can promise the past? Only the ten-mile road to Lingzhou is winding."
After a long time, as if she had made up her mind, she clenched her teeth and heard a clicking sound. The matchmaker's complexion instantly turned black and she died of poisoning.
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The rain fell on the ground in Di Rong, washing away the bloody smell on the ground for everyone. The outbreak of this war caused many shops to close for rest. I am afraid that they had already packed up their bags and rushed to other places to live. Only those with poor family backgrounds and
Ordinary households still choose to stay here, praying and waiting for the end of the war.
Yi Xifeng held up an oil-paper umbrella and strolled down the street. Although with his cultivation, it was impossible for rain to fall on him, this kind of improvement in spiritual conception was not something that his cultivation could provide.
Suddenly, a little boy appeared in the eyes of the fair young man in front of him, but he did not hold an umbrella. Just as he was about to step forward to shield him from the rain, he heard someone behind him shouting something inexplicably.
"Tang Bao, why did you run out again?" A silver-clad old man came over wearing a hijab.
"How difficult the world is now, with wars raging."
Seeing that Xiaotang didn't speak, and had no intention of turning around and going back, the old woman continued: "Tang Bao, let's go out to play after this period of time has passed."
But I saw that the little boy continued to walk forward mindlessly even though he was shivering and soaked in the rain.
There was obviously a hint of irritation in the old lady's eyes. It would be dangerous to stay outside for any longer, but she still patiently coaxed the little boy in front of her.
"Tang Bao, be obedient, we are going back and we will come out tomorrow."
But no matter what, it still didn't stop.
"How on earth are you going to go back? Do you have to let your mother come and call you?" After hearing this, the little boy was moved. He said with a childish voice: "Don't, don't let your mother know.
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"Then you come back with me."
"I won't, I won't reply."
Seeing that the old woman was still angry, she raised her hand to hit him and said hurriedly: "The little monkey next door said that their family went to the south of the city to get rice, and I want to get it too."
South of the city? The fair young man was stunned. It seemed to be the place where Zhenwu Hall distributed food to the people in the city. Zhenwu disciples could also deliver food to the people's homes. He thought that Di Rong, a place where people worship churches everywhere, would be short of food.
Now it seems that it is only prosperous on the surface, but it has long been corrupt on the inside. Most of the people in the city are believers of the Earth Goddess Sect. Acting like this has chilled the hearts of the people. No wonder many families have been lost in a war. The prosperous city
The city has become so depressed.
"What kind of food are you getting? I'll make you a strong man in the past. You haven't seen how many people have died in the past two days!"
"I don't feel like they are bad people."
"Do bad people write the word "bad guy" on their faces?"
The silver-clad old woman became more and more excited as she spoke. She stretched out her hand to grab the little boy, trying to take him back by force. How could the old woman touch the little boy? After all, he was small, young, and flexible enough. He shook his head and moved away.
With his big hand, he raised his leg and ran forward. Unexpectedly, he didn't look at the road and bumped into Yi Xifeng's leg. However, Yi Xifeng didn't mind. Instead, he squatted down and touched Tang Bao's head.
The old woman was very frightened when she saw this. She bowed her head to the fair young man in front of her and said: "Please show me your noble hand and spare my grandson."
The fair young man was very confused and asked: "Do you know me?"
"His father saw him once from a distance, and there is a portrait of him at home."
He ignored the old woman and asked the little boy instead: "Why do you have to go get the food yourself? Didn't the little monkey next door tell you that someone can bring it to you? Just tell the people in the south of the city."
Seeing the old woman's appearance, Tang Bao was afraid that the people in front of him could not afford to offend him, so he murmured: "If I eat less, my mother will eat more, and my father will have one less battle to fight. My father has not had a meal for a long time."
I’m back. In the past, it was my father who went to earn food. Now that Tang Bao has grown up, he is also a man. When my father is not here, Tang Bao goes to take his place.”
Hearing these words, the fair young man was speechless for a moment. He didn't know what to say or what to say. He could only rub Tang Bao's head repeatedly. He handed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Tang Bao, and then stood up again.
He took out two silver spirit beads from his arms and handed them to the old woman.
"We will definitely confront the divine religion and welcome the saint." Yi Xifeng turned around and glanced at Tang Bao's stunted appearance.
"The old woman boldly asked, "Destroy the God Sect and welcome the Saint." Are these words really true?"
"It's even more real than that spiritual pearl!"
After saying that, the old woman stopped talking, only her eyes flickered. In this weather, I don't know whether it was her tears or the rain. The old woman held an oil-paper umbrella, led Tang Bao's little hand and turned back, meeting Bai Jing.