Li Qingxiao looked at Bing'er and Wanshi sympathetically and said, "Are all the Jingyi sects slaves except for the disciples of the Jingyi sect?"
Bing'er quickly waved her hands and said seriously: "No, we are slaves when we are born, and we will be slaves for the rest of our lives. There are also some civilians who live by renting land from Jingyi Sect, thinking that they can't afford the rent. When the time comes, he will sell himself to Jing Yimen and become a slave."
Li Qingxiao thought to himself, according to Bing'er's statement, it was completely a feudal society's ruling form, but this Jingyi sect was also a sect that often went out, so how could its sphere of influence be like this? Do you really not understand what it means to keep pace with the times?
It seems that this was also the case when Duan Hongyu was the leader of the sect, but Duan Wuren inherited this practice.
"By the way, benefactor, when you go in, don't mention that you have seen us. If you are caught, we will be beaten to death." Bing'er warned.
"Then how long do you plan to hide here?" Li Qingxiao asked.
Bing'er lowered her head and murmured: "I can hide for a day."
Li Qingxiao took out all the peach blossom cakes, placed them in front of Bing'er, and said, "Take these peach blossom cakes and wait here for your stubborn brother to wake up."
Bing'er's eyes showed surprise, and some saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she had just devoured it without tasting the taste carefully. Anyway, it was countless times better than the wine grains and rice bran they had eaten for many years.
She looked at Li Qingxiao gratefully and said, "Thank you, benefactor. Actually, if you go in from here, turn left and there is a hidden space. It is difficult for anyone to find it."
Following the direction of Bing'er's finger, Li Qingxiao looked over. There was indeed a corner there. If he didn't look carefully, he would have thought it was a dead end.
"Then you two go there first and wait for me to come back." Li Qingxiao said.
"Benefactor, what are you doing at Jingyimen? I heard from Xiaoyu a few days ago that Jingyimen has provoked a big shot. This time, even the guards were transferred to protect Jingyimen's main hall." Bing'er said uneasily.
Li Qingxiao glanced at Bing'er, still grateful for Bing'er's kind reminder, and said with a smile:
"Yes, I am the big shot that Jing Yimen provoked. After I destroy this cruel and vicious Jing Yimen, I will come to take you two back."
"Ah? ---" Bing'er looked at Li Qingxiao in disbelief, with a look of astonishment on her face.
After watching Binger and Nushi turn left into the hidden space, Li Qingxiao moved forward.
After walking for several miles, I finally walked out of the cave. What I saw before me was a patch of green grass, blowing in the wind on both sides of the winding mountain road.
Walking down the mountain road is an endless cornfield. It is the harvest season at this time. The yellow corn stalks have been cut down, the corn has been broken off, and put into bags. Farmers wearing linen clothes carry the bags and row their trucks to the edge of the field. Tops.
There are several middle-aged men wearing commoners on the cornfield, holding long whips in their hands, standing at intervals, and they seem to be the guards here.
Li Qingxiao was not surprised after seeing what happened to Bing'er and Nashi.
At this time, an old man with a white beard was tremblingly moving forward with a bag of corn on his back. Behind him was a little girl, about ten years old, holding the bag nervously with her rough little hands, for fear that the bag would fall.
The little girl's steps seemed to be in a hurry. With her short body, it was indeed difficult to hold the bag on the old man's back, but she still did not give up.
She was as skinny as Bing'er, with only her clear eyes still a little bright.
Suddenly, the old man with white beard slipped and fell to the ground. The corn rolled out of the bag and scattered on the ground, while the little girl was thrown solidly far away.
After a long time, the little girl struggled to get up from the ground, crying and trotting, came to the old man, helped him up, and said worriedly: "Grandpa, are you okay?"
The old man looked at the little girl distressedly. His lips just moved, but before any sound came out, the whistling whip had already come over. The old man had no time to speak, so he quickly took the little girl into his arms and turned around quickly. He closed his eyes slightly and used his back to meet the long whip.
For a long time, he felt that the whip did not seem to fall on his back. He turned his head and saw Li Qingxiao holding the end of the whip with one hand, and the guard on the side seemed to have a very angry face and shouted:
"Don't you want to live anymore? How dare you run wild on Jingyimen's land."
"I'm just running wild on Jingyimen's land, what can you do?" Li Qingxiao said deliberately provocatively.
"Okay, okay, very good. Today I, Wang Wu, will let you see what it means to cause trouble on one's head."
After saying that, Wang Wu took out an arrow from his arms and shot it into the sky. After a few "chirps" of arrows, the old man suddenly said respectfully:
"Thank you so much, my benefactor. You'd better leave quickly. If you don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late. Hey---"
Seeing the old man sighing continuously and the little girl in his arms struggling to get up, he saluted and said:
"Hong'er thanks my benefactor for saving his life. He should run away quickly, otherwise the three of us will die when the masters from the Jingyi Sect arrive."
Li Qingxiao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Will you and your grandfather be fine if I leave?"
The little girl blinked, lowered her head, held a few hairs on her chest, and whispered:
"My grandfather and I soon became the slaves of Jingyi Sect. What's the difference between this and death?"
The little girl's voice was very low, but Li Qingxiao could clearly hear the injustice in her heart, and she was a little unwilling, but she had no choice but to let fate dictate her.
"Hmph, if one of you hadn't died in the mine, and one escaped, and there was a shortage of manpower, you wouldn't have been able to be slaves. I would have sent you to the West a long time ago."
Wang Wu gritted his teeth and continued with disdain, "But it's okay now. Save yourself the trouble. Just follow this idiot and die together. Hahahaha---"
Li Qingxiao looked at Wang Wu as if he were looking at a dead person. A small knife appeared in his hand, shining with a dazzling white light, and the shadow of the knife flashed.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Wu's right hand holding the long whip had fallen. It took a long time before a wailing sound was heard.
When Wang Wu started wailing, three figures appeared in front of Li Qingxiao. Li Qingxiao took a closer look and saw that his late Huang level cultivation was indeed a master among masters in the eyes of the unarmed common people.
When Wang Wu saw the person coming, he seemed to be hoping for a savior. He pointed at Li Qingxiao and said to one of the young people:
"Deacon Wu, this is the man who obstructed his subordinates from enforcing the law and cut off their hands."
This Deacon Wu is very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is dressed in white, has a sword on his waist, and has a handsome face that makes him look handsome and handsome.
He glanced at Li Qingxiao with disdain. It was obvious that he did not recognize Li Qingxiao. He must have just joined the Jingyi Sect not long ago.
"Very good, today I, Wu Hui, will let you experience my Jingyi sect's Quicksand Sword Technique."
Although he said it was fine, the expression on his face was a little angry. After saying that, the long sword was already in his hand, and he attacked Li Qingxiao with a quicksand sword skill.
Li Qingxiao secretly despised these moves. How could any ancient martial arts sect know these moves? They probably all have names for their own sects. In fact, to put it bluntly, he just turned his inner energy into sword energy. His little inner energy was really not enough in Li Qingxiao's eyes. look.
Li Qingxiao didn't hesitate and punched directly, and the shadows of the fists instantly defeated the sword energy.
Wu Hui immediately felt bad, but luckily he got wise and flew backwards, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air.
Upon seeing this, the other two people immediately ran over to help Wu Hui up.
At this time, Wang Wu, who looked dull, also forgot to howl. He really didn't understand that the person in front of him was so powerful. After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that he was an idiot!
The old man and Hong'er also looked at Li Qingxiao in surprise, unable to say a word for a long time.
Li Qingxiao glanced at Wu Hui, his face was pale, there was some bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth, and he looked extremely frightened.
After a long while, Wu Hui said tremblingly: "You...you...who are you?"
"I am Li Qingxiao." Li Qingxiao said lightly.
"What? You are Li Qingxiao."
The three people said in unison, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Don't you, the Jingyi Sect, want to kill me? I was afraid of trouble, so I came here on my own. Take me to your sect and put an end to it." Li Qingxiao said angrily.
"Don't think that it's great to be able to beat us. Duan Sect's master's cultivation level is close to innate, and he is the top existence in the entire Qingmo City. In front of the Sect Master, he is just an ant, even Not even as good as an ant." Wu Hui thought in his mind and agreed.
The old man and Hong'er looked at Li Qingxiao's back fading away, their eyes full of doubts and confusion.
Under the leadership of Wu Hui, we passed through a forest and walked on a slightly wide dirt road. There were also some crops here, but more of them were gardens, running water, and ponds ---
Most of the pedestrians coming and going on the dirt road were wearing commoners, which were of a higher class than those wearing hemp clothes, and they laughed and talked from time to time.
When they saw what Li Qingxiao was wearing, and then looked at Wu Hui and the other three, an old man began to guess:
"Looking at that person's clothes, he must have come in from outside. I wonder if the person who came in this time was participating in the killing operation?"
One of the middle-aged men said in a low voice: "I guess it doesn't look like it. The other disciples of the sects who participated in the killing operation were all received by the Supreme Elder, Elder Cheng. This man probably broke in on his own and is looking for death. ----"
At this point, the woman next to him pinched him, rolled her eyes at him, looked around again, and said softly: "I don't want to live anymore, you are talking nonsense here."
The middle-aged man looked around subconsciously, nodded cautiously, and without further words, he quickly walked forward with the woman beside him.
