"Hangyun County, Aojing Village, should be here."

In the air, Su Luo flipped through the map, quickly dispersed his spiritual consciousness, determined the specific location, and then took out a ghost from the golden light:

"It's time for you to go home."

"Home, I'm going home."

The ghost first showed a blank expression, then walked towards the house happily. Every step he took, his figure would dim, and when he walked into the courtyard, he just disappeared.

"Amitabha."

Su Luo clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist scripture on the spot, then turned around and left.

Before he knew it, two days had passed. With his unparalleled speed and spiritual consciousness, Su Luo quickly crossed half of Nanyang County and sent the souls of those soldiers home. There was only one left now.

However, this last one lives near the border.

...

"Old, boss, do you still have rice?"

In the store, Xu Yue, dressed in coarse linen, asked weakly.

"Yes, a bag of three cents of silver."

The boss sat behind the counter and said casually.

“So expensive?”

Xu Yue was stunned.

"Now there is a war and there is a shortage of food. Look, there is no rice left. You think it is expensive, and I think it is expensive."

The boss rolled his eyes impatiently.

"Then... can I buy half a bag?"

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Yue asked again.

"no."

The boss refused without hesitation: "Whether you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, go out quickly. I still have to do business."

"I'll buy, I'll buy."

Thinking of his mother at home, Xu Yue gritted her teeth and reluctantly took out the last three cents of silver and handed it to the boss.

"Hehe, welcome next time."

The boss changed his face instantly and smiled and placed a bag of rice on the table.

Carrying a rice bag, Xu Yue walked out of the shop and headed straight for home.

Although they could hold on for half a month at most, Xu Yue could no longer take care of that much.

"Wait, little lady."

Suddenly, a young man blocked Xu Yue's way, wearing a small hat on his head, a brocade and jade dress, his eyes were deep, his face was quite pale, and he looked like he was about to be hollowed out by wine.

"What are you...what are you going to do?"

Xu Yue was a little panicked when she saw the young man.

"How did the little lady think about what I mentioned last time?"

The young man asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yue said angrily: "Mr. Ximen, please respect yourself, I will not agree."

As the words fell, Xu Yue bypassed the young man and gradually moved away.

"Interesting, interesting."

The young man's mouth was raised and his face was as deep as water, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, a strong man dressed in a servant approached:

"Young Master, do you want to do it?"

"Hmph, follow."

The young man sneered: "There is no woman in this world that I can't get!"

After a while, Xu Yue returned to her humble home, washed the rice twice, and prepared to raise the fire and cook.

"Yue'er, Yue'er."

A sound came from the room next to it.

"Oh, mother."

Xu Yue hurried into the house.

I saw a white-haired old man with turbid eyes and thin bones lying on the bed, slowly getting up and asking:

"Cough cough cough, Yue'er, I heard that the war on the front line is true?"

"It's true."

Knowing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Xu Yue nodded slightly.

"Oh, I don't know how Xian'er is doing."

The old man sighed.

"Don't worry, mom, Brother Xian must be fine."

Xu Yue comforted.

"Ahem, hope so."

The old man sighed again and looked at Xu Yue: "Yue'er, marrying into our Fan family will make you suffer."

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Xu Yue smiled and said, "Marrying Brother Xian is the happiest thing in my life."

Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly walked in and said:

"Yeah?"

Behind him, two strong men, with fleshy faces all over his face, and a fierce and evil spirit.

"Mr. Ximen, what are you doing!"

Xu Yue was shocked, but she didn't expect the other party to break into her house.

"Press her down."

The young man ordered.

"yes!"

One of the strong men stepped forward and easily controlled Xu Yue.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man roared.

"As for this old guy."

The young man's eyes were cold and he said with a deep heart: "Kill her."

"this……"

Another strong man was a little confused. Although this place was close to the border and was very chaotic during the war, it involved human life and it was completely different.

"What are you afraid of? All the consequences will be borne by me."

The young man scolded.

"Yes, Master."

The strong man dared not disobey. After thinking about it, he planned to break the old man's neck directly.

"No, no!"

Xu Yue shouted in tears.

"Hahaha, little lady, this is the price you have repeatedly rejected me!"

The young man laughed loudly, as if crazy.

Seeing the strong man's hands about to be placed on the old man's neck, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew without warning, and it was biting cold.

Bang!

The next moment, the strong man crashed through the wall and flew out. When he fell to the ground, he had already vented more and had less air.

"What's going on?"

The young man's expression was frozen and he kept regressing.

"Brother Xian?"
To be continued...