Chapter 494: People’s Will
Looking at the holy envoy escaping, why not remain silent? Maybe he arrived a little late and the fair young man's plan failed. There was no time to worry about the escaping people, and in the blink of an eye, they were all around the divine envoy. The sword struck and shattered all the vitality of the divine envoy, and there was no way to recover. I saw with my own eyes that he had closed his eyes, and after confirming that he was dead, he rushed to meet Yi Xifeng.
The only ones left at the scene are the matchmaker and the followers of another religion.
Seeing this situation, another cultist knew that he could not escape death, but he still pointed his sword forward and rushed towards the great elder.
Seeing this, Wu Xi saw the flower rising and falling again, and the sword filled with inner energy began to dance. Swords fall, flowers fall, people fall.
The matchmaker looked at the direction in which the divine envoy was escaping, silent, and the sword in her hand was waving aimlessly based on memory. After a long time, he let go and kicked the sword aside.
Wu Xi spoke at this time: "Since everyone was in trouble, the matchmaker's eyes have been fixed on the envoy. If the envoy cannot withstand the pressure, then the matchmaker will definitely go to resist it."
"I won't hesitate even if I die." The matchmaker murmured after hearing this.
For the matchmaker, divine messengers are her only belief. She does not believe in any earth goddess religion or any bullshit divine religion. She only believes in divine messengers. It was he who saved her when she was dying, and who comforted her when she was betrayed by her friends. The matchmaker has no love between men and women for her, but only unrequited kindness.
But who should we talk to about this? Who cares? The person she believed in would eventually abandon her again, and the lover who wanted to repay her kindness probably never cared about it, and it was her own fault in the end.
"Let's go. I'll pretend you never showed up today." Yi Xifeng said after putting away Ye Jian Hanxing. She is just a pitiful person, and she is not a member of the divine religion. She does not want to kill indiscriminately and be ruthless, so she should make a good karma for herself.
The matchmaker heard this but didn't move even a little. She sneered and knelt down on the ground.
"In the morning clouds and dusk rains, in a hurry without realizing it, without saying a word, laughing at the foolishness, who can allow the past to pass? Only the ten-mile road to Lingzhou is winding."
After a long time, as if she had made up her mind, she clenched her teeth and heard a clicking sound. The matchmaker's complexion instantly turned black and she died of poisoning.
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The rain fell on the ground in Di Rong, washing away the bloody smell on the ground for everyone. The outbreak of this war caused many shops to close their shops for rest. I am afraid they had already packed their bags and rushed to other places to rest. Only those from poor and average families still choose to stay here, praying and waiting for the end of the war.
Yi Xifeng held up an oil-paper umbrella and walked down the street. Although with his cultivation, it was impossible for the rain to fall on him, this kind of improvement in mental state was not something that his cultivation could provide.
Suddenly, a little boy appeared in the eyes of the fair young man in front of him, but he did not hold an umbrella. Just as he was about to step forward to cover him from the rain, he heard someone behind him shouting something inexplicably.
"Tang Bao, why did you run out again?" A silver-haired old man came over wearing a hijab.
"The world is so difficult now, with so many wars."
Seeing that Xiaotang didn't speak, he had no intention of turning around and going back. The old woman continued: "Tang Bao, let's go out to play after this period of time has passed."
But the little boy continued to walk forward mindlessly even though he was shivering and soaked in the rain.
There was obviously a trace of annoyance in the old lady's eyes. It would be dangerous to stay outside for any longer, but she still patiently coaxed the little boy in front of her.
"Tang Bao, be obedient, we are going back and we will come out tomorrow."
But no matter what, it still didn't stop.
"How on earth are you going to go back? Do you have to ask your mother to come and call you?" After hearing this, the little boy was moved. He said in a childish voice, "No, don't let mother know."
"Then you come back with me."
"I won't reply."
Seeing that the old woman was still angry, she raised her hand to hit him and said hurriedly: "The little monkey next door said that their family went to the south of the city to get rice, and I want to get it too."
South of the city? The fair young man was stunned. It seemed to be the place where Zhenwutang distributed food to the people in the city. Zhenwu disciples can also deliver them to people's homes. He originally thought that Di Rong, a place where churches are worshiped everywhere, would be short of food. Now it seems that it is only prosperous on the surface, but it has long been corrupt on the inside. Most of the people in the city are believers of the Earth Goddess Sect. Acting like this has chilled the hearts of all the people. No wonder so many people have been lost in a war. The bustling city has become so depressed.
"What kind of food are you getting? I'll make you a strong man in the past. You haven't seen how many people have died in the past two days!"
"I don't feel like they're bad people."
“Do bad people write the word ‘bad person’ on their faces?”
The silver-clad old woman became more and more excited as she spoke. She stretched out her hand to grab the little boy, trying to take him back by force. How could the little boy be encountered by the old woman? After all, he was small, young and flexible enough. Shaking his head and moving his big hands, he raised his legs and ran forward. Unexpectedly, he didn't look at the road and bumped into Yi Xifeng's leg. However, Yi Xifeng didn't mind. Instead, he knelt down and reached out to touch Tang Bao's head.
The old woman was very frightened when she saw this. She bowed her head to the fair young man in front of her and said: "Please show me your noble hand and spare my grandson."
The fair young man was very confused and asked: "Do you know me?"
"His father saw him once from a distance, and there is a portrait of him at home."
He ignored the old woman and asked the little boy instead: "Why do you have to go get the food yourself? Didn't the little monkey next door tell you that someone can bring it to you? Just tell the people in the south of the city."
Seeing the old woman's appearance, Tang Bao was afraid that the people in front of him could not afford to offend him, so he murmured: "If I eat less, my mother will eat more, and my father will have one less battle to fight. My father has been without food for a long time." I’m back. In the past, it was my father who went to earn food. Now that Tang Bao has grown up, Tang Bao is also a man. When my father is not here, Tang Bao goes to take his place.”
Hearing these words, the fair young man was speechless for a moment. He didn't know what to say or what to say. He could only keep rubbing Tang Bao's head. He handed the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Tang Bao, then stood up and took out two silver spirit beads from his arms and handed them to the old woman.
"We will definitely confront the cult and welcome the saint." Yi Xifeng turned around and glanced at Tang Bao's stunted appearance.
"The old woman boldly asked, "Defeat the God Cult and welcome the Saint. "Are these words really true?"
"It's even more real than that spiritual pearl!"
After saying this, the old woman stopped talking, but her eyes flashed. In this weather, it was unclear whether it was her tears or rain. The old woman held an oil-paper umbrella and led Tang Bao's little hand back, walking in the opposite direction to the fair young man.
(End of chapter)
