Chen Tang lowered his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground coldly.

Jiang Sheng threw away the blood of the sword and put the sword into the sheath.

He said coldly: "Looking for death!"

If they were just asked to kneel down, Jiang Sheng could still use Yanling Lake to play the lake and kill people again, but this thing chose the lord. Even if it was just an illusion of the lord, he could not kneel down to anyone, and he could not suffer a little humiliation!

The Lord is humiliated and the minister dies!

It really happened, he could only draw his sword and commit suicide to apologize.

After a while, Wei Shou's military soldiers came out to remove all the bodies, and Jiang Sheng removed the illusion, leaving only a large pool of blood. The refugees nearby were startled, but they did not dare to cause trouble, so they had to speed up their pace to leave, but secretly followed the three people.

Chen Tang said: "Let's check which one is from."

If you have the opportunity, you will be given priority to running that one!

"Remember that the blood was processed."

Two sentences were said to Wei Shou in the dark.

Wei Shou grinned and accepted his fate to catch a living and question him.

Jiang Shengdao: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Speed ​​up your pace and cross the river and return to Chaoli Pass as soon as possible to avoid the nights and dreams. Chen Tang nodded: "Okay."

In just half a day, they met five groups of people.

The sky was slightly dark, and Chen Tang sat on the stone, beating the sore and swollen thigh muscles. After rushing to the road that day, she had broken a pair of straw sandals. If she hadn't had the protection of her body with her literary and military spirit, she wouldn't have known how many blood blisters could have been ground into the soles of her feet. Jiang Sheng searched for firewood and came back.

“How is the situation?”

Ning Yan went to inquire about the news.

She sighed and shook her head: "It's messy, it's completely messy."

At the end of the day, the number of refugees on the road increased instead of decreasing, and new refugees joined at every moment. These refugees came from nearby counties, some of which came from the same village, and only a day had seven or eight fewer people. It was really shocking.

"Oh... Zheng Qiao's eyes are quite accurate." Chen Tang looked at the bonfire, and the orange-red light jumped in her child's hole. He couldn't tell whether the light was a bonfire or the anger in her heart. He gritted his teeth, "He died happily, but I don't know how many people were going to pay their lives for it... How innocent are these common people?"

Ning Yan: "This is the human heart, and this is the human nature."

As long as there is a dispute over interests, there will inevitably be war.

It is precisely because of this that the lord seems valuable.

Thinking of what she saw and heard in the past few days, Ning Yan was about to say something to comfort Chen Tang. When she heard footsteps approaching, she immediately shut her mouth. Someone fell down, followed by a male voice: "The night is cold... can you borrow a fire?"

Ning Yan looked up at people and was a middle-aged scholar.

The bag I carry is deflated.

I don't know how many rounds of plunder he has been plundered in the past few days.

Seeing his pitiful look, Chen Tang nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, thank you."

He found a place next to the bonfire and sat down, put his cold hands on the fire for a while, and then warmth appeared on his hands. The middle-aged scholar sighed comfortably, Jiang Sheng added firewood to the bonfire and looked up and down secretly.

He said: "Are you cold?"

The scholar said, "The clothes were stolen."
Chapter completed!