Eternal Tranquility

When he got close, he saw that the person flying in front was a young man in his twenties wearing a blue robe. He was extremely fast and shot fireballs behind him as he flew.

The two people chasing behind were both wearing yellow robes of the same style. One was a middle-aged man with a beard, and the other was a beautiful-looking young woman. The two of them dodged and fought back, chasing after each other.

The man in green waved his hand and knocked away the ink light. He suddenly stopped, turned around and said to the two people behind him: "You two have been chasing for so long, do you want to die?" The tone was very calm, as if Chit chat The weather is nice today.

The middle-aged man was holding a writing brush, and when he waved it, an ink-like aura emerged, and he continuously threw chains of ink-like light towards the man in green. Hearing this, his expression was slightly distorted, and he laughed wildly: "Lin Huanzhi, aren't you a peerless genius who claims to have a single fire root? How come you are still being chased by us like a lost dog! Your Qingyu Sect's Master Jiedan has already led others to escape. Qingyu Mountain, if you surrender without mercy, I will leave your body intact!"

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to him!" the young woman next to him shouted, a dazzling brocade handkerchief in her hand, which brought out a dazzling colorful glow when waving it: "He is the first person in the foundation building period of the Jade Sect, and his methods are very powerful. Senior brother must be careful. "

"No matter who he is, he is only in the late stage of foundation building." The middle-aged man curled his lips disdainfully: "We are at the same level as him, so we are afraid that he will do something terrible!"

The man in green had a paralyzed face and did not answer a word. He waved his hands and took the attacks from the two people opposite him one by one. Then he raised his hand and a red feather fan appeared in his hand.

Liu Qinghuan, who was far away, felt a "boom" in the surrounding temperature soaring, as if he was in a furnace, and he was suddenly sweating profusely. The sunlight that had previously felt poisonous now felt milder.

"Red Phoenix Lihuo Fan!" The chasing woman screamed and retreated suddenly.

The middle-aged man also had a stern look on his face, but then he thought about it and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Lin Huanzhi, who are you trying to bluff! You have been chased by us for a long time, and you definitely don't have much spiritual power left. The Red Phoenix Lihuo Fan is also forming pills." A magic weapon that can only be used in a long time..."

I saw the man in green twitching the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling. He didn't wait for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, and just slapped him lightly. A piece of fire roared out from the fan, and the fire was white, like a light cloud, and it instantly arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man with a sarcastic look on his face, together with the stunned refugees directly below, disappeared into the blazing white flames without even uttering a scream.

The young woman saw the opportunity very quickly and ran away first, but she was out of the range of the flames. But before she could follow it, a flaming arrow came in an instant and pierced through her chest.

The woman only had time to let out a scream, and like a kite with broken strings, it plummeted from the sky to the ground, but in the middle of the journey, there was no trace of ashes left.

The sleeves of the man in green were flying high in the air, and the feather fan in his hand had disappeared. With a slight wave, two small bag-like things flew into his hands from where the two people who had died just now were. He let out a laugh, put away the small bag, turned around and left quickly in the northeast direction, without even looking at the dazed refugees on the ground from the beginning to the end.

All this happened like lightning. The refugees didn't react until the man in Tsing Yi disappeared. There was an uproar! Some cried loudly for their innocent and suffering relatives, some cursed at the sky, and some were more interested in saying that the matter had nothing to do with them: "Immortal! I saw an immortal!"

Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the direction where the man in green was going. It turned out that there really were immortals who cultivated immortality. Could it be that what Old Man Liu said was true? I was lost in thought for a long time, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses.

The day ended with the refugees discussing immortals while rushing on their way. No matter what the immortals are like, their biggest dilemma is the natural and man-made disasters in front of them, a group of mortals whose lives are as cheap as ants.

After traveling like this for another two days, when we were about to arrive at Qingcheng, we suddenly encountered a large number of people rushing from the direction of Qingcheng. It turned out that a large number of immortals went to war in Qingcheng two days ago. The gods fought and the people suffered. Qingcheng was burned and water flooded most of the city, and many people died. Now Qingcheng has been occupied by the immortals from Chuyue Kingdom.

When the news came, the people who had fled all the way from Ning'an City were excited.

I thought I would be safe in Qingcheng, but I didn't know that the front was even more dangerous. The man in green had just raised his hands and feet, and the lives of dozens of people were wiped out. It was obvious that these immortals didn't care about the lives of mortals at all.

"My mother, this is not going to let anyone live anymore!" Someone immediately sat on the ground and cried, and there were shouts and curses all around. Some cursed the Chu Yue Kingdom, some cursed the immortals, and even the one who was extremely angry cursed that the people in power in the Dayue Kingdom were all dogs (harmony) and shit (harmony). But what can I do? No one can hear me even if I curse loudly.

With no way forward and no way to retreat, the refugees were so desperate that they didn't know where to go. People who escaped from Qingcheng said that they should go to Tongda City. It is said that there is no war there.

Tongda City is far to the northeast, but it is even further away. It takes a month or two to walk to get there. Moreover, the mountains are high and the water is deep, making it extremely dangerous. The refugees had no choice but to turn back.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense, food was not enough, and many people began to starve. There are also wealthy households who don’t have enough food to bring with them. They use their gold and silver to buy food from people around them. Where can they buy it? No matter how much gold and silver you have, it can't fill your belly. It's a pity that all the gold and silver thrown away can't buy the crude food that is usually despised, which makes people sigh.

It's midsummer and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Along the way, the previously green mountains turned yellow, and the land of Shenzhou was covered with scorched earth. The food was slowly depleted, and the hungry people were gradually not letting go of the bark of the trees. There were more and more cases of theft and robbery, especially the wealthy businessmen who were not well protected, and were brutally attacked by the mob. Loot. Those chaotic people may have been enthusiastic and honest horsemen or hard-working and honest farmers in the peaceful era, but this natural and man-made disaster has forced out all the hidden evil in people. They not only robbed people of wealth, but also killed people. The most miserable ones were the noble ladies and their daughters. The beauty they once had was the reason for their misery in the eyes of the gangsters. The miserable screams under the night sky could tear the entire humanity to pieces.

House seemingly endless rain. I don’t know since when, the epidemic quietly spread among the refugees. People who were fine the first day were burned all over the next day, but those who were sick were still in a state of confusion, shouting that they were dying of cold, accompanied by splitting headaches, abdominal pain and diarrhea, and they died within two days.

Everyone is in danger for a while.

Liu Qinghuan's situation is only worse than that of ordinary people. There was no food left for a long time, not to mention wild vegetables, even bark and grass roots that were bitter and pungent to the throat. As long as they were edible, he had eaten them all. But now it’s almost impossible to even eat the bark! The person walking in front stripped everything that could be eaten along the way. He was small and weak and couldn't compete with others for the little bit that was left. There are more and more people around me who are sick. They fall down while walking and cannot get up again. I don’t know whether they are sick or hungry.

Sometimes he thought that it would be better to just die and get rid of him than to have an empty stomach and suffer from cramps. There is still more than half a month to go from Tongda City, and this long road is like a chasm between life and death.

He stopped to rest in the middle of the night, and Liu Qinghuan fell down on the roadside. He had not eaten any rice for two days and only drank a few sips of water. He was so hungry that he felt dizzy.

After lying there like a dead body for a long time, I finally recovered, but my whole body was weak and I didn't have any strength. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he will die on this road like those who fell on the way. His body will be exposed to the sun, eaten by wild dogs, and buried by the wind and sand.

Liu Qinghuan thought calmly, feeling as empty as a wilderness. Old Man Liu, just wait a moment, maybe I will catch up soon.

While he was lost in thought, he felt hands searching for his chest and abdomen. The moonlight was hazy tonight, and under the moonlight a skinny man was groping his body with his head lowered. Liu Qinghuan had no strength to move, and was too lazy to struggle. The man touched his neck, probably felt his pulse, cursed in a low voice, "My mother is still alive," and then staggered away, heading towards the next target.

Hearing the man's throat, Liu Qinghuan shuddered. He suddenly remembered the terrible things he had seen occasionally at night recently. He can accept being eaten by wild dogs, but he never wants to be eaten by his own kind!

This night was destined to be restless.

On weekdays, for the sake of safety, Liu Qinghuan rested as close to the Fu family's carriage as possible, and it was the same tonight. Due to their little friendship before, most of the guards of the Fu family recognized him, so they didn't get too close to him and didn't chase him away. Instead, they sometimes gave him some food, otherwise he would have starved to death.

When he was half-conscious, he vaguely heard very low voices coming from the weeds on the left. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but suddenly he heard the word "Fujia". With a sudden inspiration, he woke up, braced himself and listened carefully.