Society is afraid of indulging in infrastructure in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 220 290. Qing'an City (2)

The child raised his head, a trace of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes, but soon he saw Yan Jinfang's warm smile and the warmth from his clothes.He nodded cautiously, his lips already pale.

Yan Jinfang stretched out a soft hand, stroked the child's hair, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."

She condensed her spiritual power between her palms, and a warm breath permeated the air.She put her palm close to the child's cheek, slowly transmitting spiritual power, and the warmth penetrated the child's body.The child felt strength all over his body, and a pure smile appeared on his face.

Mu Zixiao took out a small cloth bag from the storage bag and handed it to Yan Jinfang. Yan Jinfang took it with both hands and warmed the pancakes with spiritual power.

She lowered her body, gently handed it to the child, and said, "This is for you, it will warm you up after eating."

The child took the pancake, holding it with trembling hands, with gratitude in his eyes.He took a bite cautiously, and the heat immediately diffused, soothing his body a little.

Yan Jinfang observed the child's gradual recovery, and her heart filled with satisfaction and joy.

She has a deeper understanding of the purpose of this trip, and she can't just focus on her own one-acre three-point land. Xingling Prefecture is full of such cold Qing'an City, and there are countless people she can help. The Lord saved people like her , and she can save more people.

It is impossible for such a thin child to survive this winter alone. He has become an orphan now because his family has paid an unimaginable price for his survival.

Mu Zixiao turned his head and turned his gaze to the city wall of Qing'an City, on which there could be faintly seen patrolling soldiers. They were guarding the city gate tightly and would not allow a single slack.

It's ridiculous to say that the most rigorous and well-organized part of Qing'an City is the city wall.

The city lord and family of Qing'an City were afraid that people would leave, so they sealed the city gate and imprisoned all those who wanted to escape in the city, so that they could not escape this cold and empty city.

Gongsun Yundan, who was walking at the very back, felt a surge of righteous indignation in her heart. She walked toward the city without looking back, her steps firm and powerful.She didn't understand how Nie Daiyu could become like this. She wanted to see if Nie Daiyu was a human or a ghost!

Wu Yi looked at the group of them strangely, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, even though he was ignorant of the world, he could tell that this place was not as good as Weiyang City.

Looking sideways, I saw what seemed to be a market place, where skinny people were fighting for a mouthful of food.

Yan Jinfang settled the child down and made sure he was in a safe place out of the wind before leaving.

They had just returned [-] tans of grain to Qing'an City, but Qing'an City didn't distribute grain, and even strengthened the access to the city wall, but they didn't even take any action to distribute grain.

Even in such a difficult time, he still cares about the rations of the people and despises extra rations.

This cruelty and ruthlessness made her angry.

Yan Jinfang is a person with a strong sense of justice, and Mu Zixiao has never thought of restraining her behavior.

Yan Jinfang couldn't watch the people lingering in such an environment, walked into the crowd, pushed the crowd away, and took out the bigu pills and food from the storage bag.

"You don't need to grab it, the things we bring here are enough for everyone to have a full meal."

Her voice spread throughout the market like a spring breeze.People stopped fighting and looked at Yan Jinfang, and everyone became obedient.

Not only did Yan Jinfang clean out the food in her storage bag, but she even went through the food of those traveling with her.

When it was time to get to Mu Zixiao, Yan Jinfang lowered her head slightly, not knowing how to speak.

Mu Zixiao was already prepared, "Wu Yi, come, send out the food in my storage bag. I brought five hundred tans, which is definitely enough."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar, some screamed and some laughed.

Suddenly, someone pointed at Mu Zixiao with a trembling finger and said: "Yes... it's City Lord Mu who has come to save us! We want to find the Lord of the Yangtze to survive! We can't find the Lord of the Yangtze, but the Lord of the Yangtze heard our prayers and came to save us." !”

"Mistress of the Lord!"

"Master Yang!"

"City Lord Mu!"

(End of this chapter)