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The safety of dignitaries is greatly guaranteed, and they don't have to spend half an effort on their migration, but the situation of other ordinary people is not so good.

Vehicles are limited, and it is impossible for people to carry some necessary materials for survival, let alone long-distance manpower transportation. All these heavy materials are transported by livestock.

No matter how many horse-drawn carriages and oxen-carts there are, they are not enough.

Even if there are some extra vehicles, they will soon be spotted by some dignitaries and recruited away by these people.

Ordinary people can only walk on two legs. The road from Mozhou to the capital is so long. This road is destined to be difficult!

The shoes on many people's feet are worn out one after another, and some poor people can't even eat enough. Long-distance migration makes these hungry people increasingly weak. "580", many people walked While walking, he suddenly fell to the ground and never got up again.

This happens all the time.

The old, weak, sick, disabled, poor and widowed are the most vulnerable groups to die during migration.

"DB"

a voice sounded.

In the migrating team, an old man with gray hair and a cane fell to the ground and made no sound again.

The people around who witnessed all this looked at the fallen old man with silent expressions.

They have long been numb. They have seen too many scenes like this on the road, and they can no longer touch their hearts.

Everyone is fleeing.

Everyone is in danger.

How can you care about the life and death of others?

Many people just glanced at the old man's fallen figure, then withdrew their gaze and continued on their way.

It was as if what fell on the ground was just a rag bag, and it didn't attract too many people's attention.

A pair of watery eyes looked at the figure of the old man leaning on the stick lying on the ground, with a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face.

"Brother, the old man holding the cane in front fell down."

This is a little boy of six or seven years old. He and his brother have come all the way and have been walking for many days in this fleeing and migrating team.

The little boy had long noticed that the old man with the cane had not eaten for a long time. His body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was taking more and more frequent breaks.

In the end, the old man was exhausted and fell down forever.

A pair of rough palms fell on the little boy's head, gently stroking the boy's soft hair, and a voice rang in the boy's ears.

"Xie Wen, don't look any further. That old man was just tired and lay down to rest."

"We should go."

Xie Wu pulled Xie Wen's sleeve and stopped letting the child witness such a tragic and terrifying scene.

Xie Wen nodded silently, followed his brother's pace, and continued walking forward.

Xie Wu is seven years older than Xie Wen, and his parents have long since passed away. Xie Wu has always taken care of his younger brother. Usually, Xie Wu does some part-time work for wealthy families in the city, earning meager wages, and maintaining the lives of the two of them. Xin I worked hard to raise my younger brother.

Whenever someone died around him, Xie Wu would pull his brother over and try not to look too much at it, but Xie Wen already understood what death was from the whispers of people around him.

He already knew that the old man with the cane would never get up again.

Every time he sees such a scene, Xie Wen can't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart, and his eyes can't stop feeling sour.

"Come, have something to eat."

Xie Wu took out a small piece of dry food from his arms and handed it to Xie Wen. Xie Wen's heart tightened and he felt an inexplicable pain, so he did not take the dry food.

He remembered clearly that his brother had not eaten for a long time.

The two of them were not rich, and the dry food they bought was limited. Whenever hunger came, Xie Wu always gave the dry food to Xie Wen, and Xie Wu only ate a little bit.

Seeing that Xie Wen didn't take the dry food, Xie Wu was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"

Xie Wu remembered clearly that the old man with the cane had not eaten for a long time, and then he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Xie Wen was very worried that his brother would suddenly fall to the ground like the old man before and leave him forever.

"I won't eat it, brother, you eat it."

Xie Wu felt warm in his heart, his brother had grown up and knew how to care about people.

"No, I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Xie Wen took the piece of dry food, broke it in his hand, and turned it into two smaller pieces of dry food. He handed one of the pieces to Xie Wu: "You eat this piece. If you don't eat it, I will throw it away."

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As soon as Xie Wen finished speaking, the people next to him immediately looked over. Xie Wu had no doubt that if Xie Wen had really thrown away the piece of dry food, it would have been snatched away and eaten before it even hit the ground.

Xie Wu shook his head helplessly, took the dry food from Xie Wen's hand, and swallowed it in two mouthfuls. [013404021 Feilu 061362410]

After seeing his brother finally eating something, Xie Wen smiled and ate the dry food in his hand.

As long as he eats something, my brother will not die like the old man with a cane.

Thinking of this, Xie Wen turned around and looked at the old man lying on the ground behind him, and felt a little calmer.

Suddenly, Xie Wen was stunned.

He seemed to see the old man lying on the ground move...?

Xie Wen stopped.

He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the old man lying on the ground in the distance.

She discovered that it was not the old man who was moving.

But the shadow of this old man is moving!

The shadow under the old man squirmed, and a dark and twisted arm stretched out from the old man's shadow, and then the arm clasped with a backhand and "grabbed the old man's neck!"

The old man who fell to the ground had all his flesh and blood ripped away in an instant, leaving only a white skeleton!

"Xie Wen, why didn't you leave all of a sudden?"

Xie Wu turned around in confusion and saw Xie Wen standing on the spot, 4.1 and his body was shaking slightly, showing great fear.

"Evil!

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Xie Wen let out a sharp shout, immediately pulled Xie Wu and ran away.

A ghost passed through the defense line of the outer Martial Artist and Qi Refining soldiers, and came among the migrating civilian refugees.

Such an incident shocked the people nearby.

It was like a huge boulder was thrown into the pond, causing heavy waves of water and causing the fish and shrimp in the pond to rush around.

"There's evil! Run!"

"How did this evil spirit get in?"

"Can those Martial Artists out there be more reliable!?"

"Don't get close to the evil spirit, it will devour our flesh and blood!"

"Run! Run now!"

The nearby crowd panicked and fled, crowding and trampling on each other, forming a chaotic mess.