The State of Chen is in an era of many disasters and difficulties. It is a small country with unstable situations in the Kingdom, rebels are everywhere, and natural disasters are constantly occurring.

Taking Suzhou as an example, drought has caused people to live in misery, and the Yellow Turban chaos has added fuel to the fire. In winter, the scorching sun still looks like a fire.

In that wasteland, strange scenes are always accompanied by refugees who fled to famine. Some people who should not have appeared on the way to flee emerged. Just one look at it and you will know that these people are absolutely impossible to be refugees.

Walking through the wasteland, these people were clean and tidy, and seemed out of place with the despair that spreads on the wasteland, as if they were born to be above and attracted the attention of the crowd.

Some people ride horses through the wasteland, some people walk slowly with swords on their backs, and carriages appear swaying...

Some refugees cannot suppress their inner desires when they are desperate and rush towards those who are above them.

As soon as the horse's hooves were stepped on, a corpse was scattered, and a sword passed through the sky. When the sword light passed, the corpse was separated, and a floating light appeared on the carriage, as if it was impossible to cross it. Someone chanted the scriptures lightly, and the world was peaceful...

These people should not have appeared among the refugees in this wasteland, but they appeared inexplicably, but they were out of place.

This is an opportunity! Some people’s opportunity.

There was a Taoist nun holding a jade bottle in his hand, gently scattering the willow branches, and the unparalleled luster of water fell on the refugees. Some injuries were cured, but no injuries were cured. There were knights passing by the mountains with a sword, and encountered robbers on the road. They cut down ten or eight heads with one sword, saving many people; there were monks wearing golden light, placing sue Buddhist scriptures, lotus produced under their feet, and all diseases left their bodies...

Jiang Mu walked slowly through the wasteland. Wherever he passed, there were countless refugees, but no one seemed to see him.

Along the way, Jiang Mu was hiking to measure the sufferings of the world, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

He didn't know when such a chaotic world would be.

Come to a mountain,

It is a camp, and the people stationed are those who come to Jixia Academy.

There are many camps like this.

This time, the 19th disaster caused many monks to come to all countries in the world, and it is difficult for ordinary refugees to discover, but for Jiang Mu, it is the same whether it is hidden or not. Along the way, he has also seen many forces coming to take the initiative to enter the game.

"Jiang Zibai."

At this moment, Li Zhifu walked out slowly in the tent, wearing a white dress, very clean and neat, completely different from his previous image.

Jiang Mu smiled slightly and said, "Don't you like to dress casually?"

Li Zhifu gave Jiang Mu a blank look and said, "Do I want to be an image?"

Jiang Mu curled his lips and said, "Why haven't you ever seen you have an image before?"

"Can that be the same?" Li Zhifu complained: "Now this is a thousand-year-old event in literary and political affairs. I am responsible for hosting it. It represents your Jiang Xusheng's will. You are dressed in a sloppy manner. Wouldn't it embarrassing you, Dean Jiang?"

Jiang Mu smiled and said, "That's really embarrassing you."

"It's good to know," Li Zhifei said arrogantly: "Look, I've changed so much for you. Well, there must be something you come to me. Let's go, go in first!"

After saying that, Li Zhifu naturally grabbed Jiang Mu's hand and said as he walked: "To be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure during this period. Your movement is really a lot. There are many people coming to the world. Fortunately, there is no grand master in the market, otherwise, I really can't control the market!"

Jiang Mu turned his head and smiled slightly. Seeing Li Zhifu's hair hanging down on his face, he gently lifted his hair behind and said, "Even if the Grand Master comes, you don't have to be afraid. If anyone dares not follow the rules, tell me, I'll suck him!"

"Oh, I know you, Jiang Xusheng is invincible in the world. You are amazing. You can do it all day long!" Li Zhifu rolled his eyes at Jiang Mu again and said, "By the way, there are many people coming to the Wulin League in your 100,000 mountains this time. I decided to let Zheng Yiu enter the game. He is your good brother when you ran to the world!"

Jiang Mu nodded and said, "Yes, now, it's just my identity..."

"I understand," Li Zhifu nodded and said, "You have been hiding in the secret and not making any public. The Wulin League must be able to withstand what you want to do, let alone Zheng Weiwei. I know that there are many people you want to protect, so Zheng Weiwei entered the game as the Wulin League."

Jiang Mu nodded and said, "It's too soon. When the aristocratic families are completely pacified, I can get out."

"Then what do you want to do after you get out?" Li Zhifu asked.

"Let's talk about it then."

"Do you want to marry his ten or eight beautiful wives, and then relax every day..."

"No!"

"You have it!"

"I really don't..."

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Just when Jiang Mu and Li Zhifu got into the camp, they didn't notice that behind a stone not far away, a white-clothed Taoist nun was watching them.

The Taoist nun in white was calm, but the gloomy eyes seemed a little sad. There was a white long sword hanging around her waist, and there were two seal characters - Jingzhe!

This white-clothed Taoist nun is Bai Qianyu, the elder of the Wulin League.

Looking silently at the backs of Jiang Mu and Li Zhifu, she couldn't help but hold the hilt tightly, but slowly let go.

At this moment, a careless voice sounded behind her: "What's wrong, do you regret it?"

The person who spoke also came from the Wulin League, a disciple of Tianyong City, Lin Xianyu.

Bai Qianyu turned around and said, "What do I regret?"

Lin Xianyu smiled and said, "At the time, when Brother Zibai left the 100,000 mountains, in fact, as long as you take the initiative to move forward, he might also take another step forward. At least, you can follow him to Lin'an."

"If you had gone to Lin'an with Brother Zibai at that time, today, the person holding his arm would probably be you."

Bai Qianyu was silent and didn't say anything.

After a while, she spoke, "I am not suitable for him. I didn't know what kind of person is worthy of him before. Until today, I realized that there is nothing worthy of being worthy of being worthy of being worthy of, only he likes it or not!"

Lin Xianyu grinned and said, "Actually, to be honest, although you are not as famous as Li Zhifu, a layman in Yi'an, and you are not as talented as hers, but your cultivation is similar and you are much more beautiful than hers. I prefer you!"

Bai Qianyu didn't say anything, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!