After walking with a group of fleeing people for a while, Lu Xiaoyue listened to their discussions and soon learned the origins of these people.
Most of them didn't know why they wanted to flee the capital. They just heard that the capital was being robbed and that they would die if they didn't leave quickly, so they hurriedly escaped with others.
As for why he died and how he died, they didn't know.
After listening to the discussion of these people, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly smiled bitterly, feeling that the work of Wuying Sword Sect and Baixiao Tower was too rough.
However, Jianzhen understands the top leaders of the two factions very well. After all, the capital is so big and there are more than 100,000 people in it. It is impossible for everyone to know what happened. If you can get them to leave the capital quickly, you have done a lot.
Worked hard.
As for those who don't want to leave, they can't explain it one by one. They can only do their best and obey fate!
Along the way, Lu Xiaoyue heard people talking about escaping the capital from time to time. At first, she was interested in listening, but after listening too much, she felt bored.
None of the people participating in the discussion knew the truth. Most of them only heard what happened, or only used their own imagination to guess what happened.
Some people said that it was a meteorite falling from the sky that was about to hit the capital squarely; others said that it was an earthly dragon that turned over and even the sword tower collapsed.
What's even more outrageous is that some people say that the Shadowless Sword Sect is preparing to rebel and want to bloodbath the capital...
Most of these rumors are based on rumors, and none of them are true, but they make the people who participated in the discussion talk with gusto, and their mouths are dry and they are reluctant to stop.
Lu Xiaoyue just wanted to sneer, but she restrained herself and just shook her head silently.
"Xiaoyue, if you don't want to hear it, let's stop first and wait until they are far away before we get on the road." Jian Zhen suddenly suggested.
Lu Xiaoyue's eyes suddenly lit up and she immediately said: "Okay! Let's take a break first and let them go first!" After that, she reined in the horse's rope and made the white horse stop.
The group of refugees who were originally walking together cast curious glances when they saw her suddenly stopping.
What's more, when he saw her standing there alone on a white horse, a trace of greed suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Now that everyone is fleeing, there are not many things that everyone can take with them. Most people can only carry it on their own backs, and only a few people own carriages.
Like Lu Xiaoyue, an eight-year-old girl riding a horse alone is simply showing off her wealth.
Initially, many people thought she was running away with her parents, but when she stopped, they discovered that she was alone.
Regardless of whether they have malicious intentions or not, everyone who sees it will have some strange emotions, either jealousy or contempt.
Of course, there is more to greed.
Facing those greedy eyes, Lu Xiaoyue was not afraid, but stared back unceremoniously.
After experiencing so many things and possessing great strength, Lu Xiaoyue's eyes have become extremely sharp.
Most of the refugees with malicious intentions immediately put away their greed and left after taking one look at them.
Only a group of middle-aged men burst out laughing after seeing the look in her eyes.
"Hahaha, look! That little girl actually glared at me with her eyes!" The middle-aged man who was looked at laughed proudly.
He smiled and touched Xiaoyue with his fingers, looking quite proud.
Hearing these words, Lu Xiaoyue immediately frowned, a burst of disgust surged in her heart, and she immediately turned her head away.
At this moment, an old voice said righteously: "You fellow disciples, you don't forget to cause trouble when you are fleeing. Do you really think that there is no king's law?"
Hearing this voice, Lu Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that the speaker was an old man with gray hair.
He was dressed in linen clothes and did not look wealthy, but he was upright. He was leaning on a cane, pointing at the group of people and cursing.
Hearing the old man's scolding, some people in the group immediately blushed and quickly bowed their heads and left in shame.
But the person who was scolded did not take it seriously. Instead, he showed off his thick shoulders and said with a proud smile: "When you are fleeing, there is no king's law! If you have to say that there is, then it depends on who
Whoever has a bigger fist will listen to whoever has a bigger fist!"
As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly and waved them towards the white-haired old man as if to demonstrate.
As soon as he said this, the other strong men around the man echoed his words.
"You're right! Whichever one has the bigger fist will listen to you!"
"We have already fled, why should we still be subject to those broken rules?"
"Wang Fa, Wang Fa is just what the masters say! Now everyone is fleeing and there is no master at all. Whoever has the big fist is the master!"
A group of people shouted loudly, scaring others around them so much that they quickly stepped back to avoid them.
Only Lu Xiaoyue still looked at them quietly, and suddenly sneered: "You should listen to whoever is good, right? Then I'm afraid you should be prepared to endure hardships and stand hard work!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she gently pulled out the sword with both hands and pointed at the group of gangsters.
Those gangsters were not ruthless characters. As soon as they saw Lu Xiaoyue draw a sword, and it was a shining silver sword, they immediately understood what was going on.
Only disciples from aristocratic families who have been practicing martial arts since childhood can have such a style!
They seemed to have hit the wall right from the start...
People who want to understand this level immediately slip away quietly.
The proud man in the middle, on the other hand, didn't seem to take it seriously, and asked excitedly: "Little girl, do you still want to show off with me? I'm not bragging, our Tiger Martial Arts School is in the capital, at least it has a high ranking.
Among the top three, although I am just an ordinary disciple, it is still easy to deal with a showman like you!"
As the man spoke, he leaned towards Lu Xiaoyue, and at the same time kept observing her every move.
When Lu Xiaoyue heard that the other party introduced himself as a disciple of the "Tiger Martial Arts School", Lu Xiaoyue was immediately angry.
Even if your Tiger Martial Arts School is among the top three in Beijing, so what?
I am still the No. 1 martial arts gym in Beijing, the nominal owner!
How can you, an ordinary disciple, have the courage to stir up trouble everywhere?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly decided to teach these people a lesson and let them improve their memory!
Then, she waved her right hand forward slightly, as if she was fanning.
The next moment, a huge wind tornado suddenly appeared among the gangsters, and then swept them up and carried them high into the sky.
At this time, the disciple of the Tiger Martial Arts School no longer had the initial pride, but was replaced by boundless fear and helpless rage.
Being swept into the wind, the man couldn't even speak. He could only stare at Lu Xiaoyue with horrified eyes.