Lord of Hongmeng

Chapter 185 Farewell
Chen Xuan was about to leave, but Wang Zailing couldn't keep him, so he had to bring someone to send him off respectfully.

"There is no need to send it away. Pindao has already received your wishes. Go back. There are many things to do now, and I cannot do without you."

"Yes, Lord Wuzhu, be careful all the way." Everyone had no choice but to send them off respectfully.

After Chen Xuan completely disappeared, everyone couldn't help sighing, if it wasn't for Lord Martial Lord, he would be dead by now, how could he live and work here in peace, and they were ashamed for his devotion to him regardless of utility.

"After we go back, we will set up a statue for Lord Martial Lord, so that future generations will respect and firmly remember, Lord Martial Lord's grace of saving lives, granting meritorious deeds, and giving us peace." Wang Zailing, although To sum it up briefly, everyone nodded their heads one after another because of the profound maintenance connotation. They must not forget the gift of the Martial Lord, otherwise it would not be unfaithful or unrighteous.

Not long after, a tall, majestic and ethereal statue was erected in the valley, and everyone in Wangjia Village held their first visit to worship, as a permanent example. The festival is held once a year, and it is also on this day every year, for young and suitable children to enlighten the way of martial arts Road, silent in front of the martial arts stele, as to whether you can get it, it depends on personal chance and personal fate.

Chen Xuan naturally didn't know about this, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Now that he is in a troubled world, it's more important to accumulate foundations. He is too blind. Wisdom harms others and himself, and is not good for himself, so naturally he doesn't force it.

Walking through a small battlefield, you can see endless blood and blood, which is disgusting, but you can't resist the belief in survival. There are also many refugees rummaging around. Send off for the funeral.

The former Luoyang City was so glorious, but now it is a piece of broken rock. Only occasionally, you can see a little bit of glory, so that everyone can understand how exciting the past glory is, but it is a pity that it has passed. Not anymore.

"Hey, when will such a day be a head, one just leaves, and another comes, and there is no way to live."

Just as Chen Xuan walked past a small room, he heard a low humming sound inside, with the sound of crying, and the pain in his heart also appeared. Unfortunately, even if he knew it, it was fate. If he wants to live, he can only rely on himself , want to rely on others, difficult, too difficult, shook his head, walked slowly, heard the voice occasionally, the heart began to calm down, the suffering is the common people.

"Mr. Zhu, please do me a favor. Just give me something to eat. My old lady is dying, please."

"I'll give you something to eat, then what will I eat, get out of here, what does your mother's death have to do with me, quickly push me away, damn it, if you don't go away, give me a beating, if you don't know how to play, you will be killed, anyway Now who cares about this rubbish." Mr. Zhu turned his face away with a disgusted face, hurriedly got people to fend him off, and then quickly returned home, completely disregarding the lives of others.

And this person was unlucky, he couldn't find food, and he was beaten severely. It was even more difficult to survive.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

An incomparably true portrayal, for the big family, they naturally have a good relationship and maintain a noble life, but for these ordinary people, living a big life is a luxury, just with a little dream, living for the sake of living dream.

After Chen Xuan saw it, he couldn't help sighing, and silently left some food behind. At the same time, he looked at the door of Zhu's house, shook his head slightly, and was doomed to decline in an instant, and was severely remembered by Tian Dao. Pen, who let him be seen by Chen Xuan, it is considered bad luck, if it is the other way around, maybe it will start well and end well, this is also a kind of chance, fate.

The man suddenly saw the food appearing in his hand, he was slightly taken aback, suddenly looked around, but found no figure, he wanted to shout, but he didn't want to hear: "Just remember it in your heart, the so-called It's a crime to be pregnant, you'd better go home quickly, leave here, go to the place you should go, live in seclusion, it's up to you, this place is still very dangerous."

After hearing the voice, my heart moved, and I immediately knew that there was an expert to help, but I didn't need his thanks, but I still buckled my head three times, and then tightened the food in my arms, carefully hid it, and hurried home, It's best to leave.

After Chen Xuan saw it, he nodded slightly. As long as he is not too stupid, he will naturally understand what he means. Although Luoyang is good, but now it is very bad, and the political situation is extremely chaotic. It is only possible when you come down.

I have seen too many refugees, and I know that if you want to help, you can only do it yourself. In this troubled world, who cares about refugees, whether it is conscription or food, they are constantly exploited , to deprive others for their own benefit, and these direct executors, who are also from common people, have forgotten their past, which can't help but be a kind of sadness.

"Go back and forth, these damned refugees, they are going to be generals, they are looking for death, let me get out of the way."

Not long after Chen Xuan left Luoyang, he saw a pair of troops slowly approaching, but seeing that he seemed to enjoy oppressing the refugees, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, he had already forgotten his past, so he couldn't live like that They are just poor people driven by profit. For these people, they never mind killing them. Killing one can get a lot of merit.

"My lord, my lord, please spare us, please forgive us poor people." Many people begged for mercy desperately, but it was useless.

Even if you didn't use a knife, you used a whip. It was whipped fiercely, and the blood flowed out. It was a pity, but the people around were all insensitive, like walking dead, and they didn't know what they were doing or what was the use of it. , Most of the refugees still did not show up to help. In their hearts, maybe they didn’t want to harm themselves, and each swept the snow in front of their own houses, but they didn’t know that one day it would be their turn. How would they feel then? , lonely, or desperate.

"Stop, stop quickly, he is about to be beaten to death by you, don't you care about human life at all?" A young guy finally couldn't bear it anymore, rushed out and shouted, wanting to save the man, It's just that I'm too unclear about the situation.

Seeing this, the beating soldier's expression became gloomy. Someone actually disobeyed the order. Even a small soldier can't be laughed at by other soldiers. Damn it, let him lose face, then let him lose his life. There is absolutely no second sentence. After saying that, he drew out the knife. It was bright and clear, and there were still traces of blood stains left, which showed that it was a knife that killed people.

When the people around saw it, they were all terrified. Could it be that they wanted to kill people? The more so, the more no one stepped forward. The fear in their hearts was overwhelming, and they were unable to rescue them. They could only say that death was for nothing. They didn't want to die. It's better to die than to live. For this young man, they all looked at him numbly. Even if they couldn't bear it, they wouldn't take the initiative to go up and seek death. That's the army.

The general of the army, seeing this scene, also laughed. He didn't care at all about the refugees who were about to die at the hands of his soldiers. He died as soon as he died. There are many refugees, and soldiers, especially those who have fought , but he took good care of it. After all, this is his own capital. Once it is lost, his death is not far away. This is still very clear.

When the young man saw it, although he also showed a look of fear, he still tried his best to stop him, but he seemed to know his fate when he faced the knife. When he saw the light of the knife coming, he closed his eyes in fright, as if he was waiting die.

"Little guy, what are you afraid of? If you are so afraid, why don't you go back and what are you doing, hehehe."

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw a man dressed as a Taoist appeared in front of him. The knife had already been stuck in the ground, and the soldier flew out backwards, fell to the ground and vomited blood violently. Died not long after.

What kind of person is this, who actually saves people in front of the army, isn't he afraid of these soldiers?

"Damn it, the damned monster has disturbed the general's interest. It's really damned. Come on, I'll take it down. The general wants to tear him into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart." The general's eyes were bloody immediately. Guang, as if he wanted to really kill Chen Xuan, but the soldiers under his command heard that they wanted to pounce on him like wolves, arrest him, and severely punish him.

It's just that the reality is cruel. Chen Xuan just moved the dust slightly, like a breeze sweeping the fallen leaves, and immediately all the soldiers who were attacking were shot out, and they fell to the ground one by one, and their vitality gradually disappeared, leaving only one Bachelor generals.

"You you you" the general was speechless for a while. Is this Taoist priest too powerful? Could it be that he misunderstood it? He couldn't help but rubbed his eyes. The reality told him the cruel reality again. Alone, damn it, damn it.

"Killing people keeps killing them. As a general of an army, you allow your soldiers to do evil things. You just don't want to stop them. You also want to hurt innocent people. You have to increase the fire yourself. Now is the time for you to be punished. The karma is too much. It's serious, let's go to reincarnation earlier, maybe after washing away the karma of a lifetime, you can be reincarnated as a human again." Chen Xuan said indifferently.

He didn't care about these dead garbage at all, he died when he died. As the Holy Lord of the human race, he still has this bit of power. It is the most formal between heaven and earth. How can a small mortal change his ways? The mind is simply courting death.

But the general said tremblingly: "I am Yuan Gong's subordinate, how dare you be so presumptuous, is it really a heinous crime?"

(End of this chapter)