The baby didn't understand that his mother was dead long ago. He cried loudly just because he was hungry.
He lay on Ye Xiaocheng's chest and kept pushing it, trying to find his own granary, but unfortunately Ye Xiaocheng didn't have it.
"Good baby, I don't have any food to feed you. I'll take you to find a wet nurse."
Ye Xiaocheng found a tattered piece of clothing, tore it into strips, and tied the baby to his chest.
Not out of danger yet, he hit the road and continued his escape.
At this time, he had already rushed out of Truffle Town and came to another town. Unfortunately, this town was also destroyed, and there were people fleeing on the road.
Ye Xiaocheng saw that there was no woman with a baby in the crowd, so he continued on his way. He didn't know how long the baby could last. He had to find a wet nurse for the baby as soon as possible.
Several towns that Ye Xiaocheng passed through were all reduced to ruins in the melee of the monks in the sky, with corpses and blood everywhere.
Ye Xiaocheng's heart was filled with panic. What kind of power could save this dark world?
Although he had killed three just now, he still felt that it was not enough. If he had the ability, he would kill all the monks in the sky and on the earth without sparing any one of them.
In the next town, he saw a sight that made him even more angry.
The corpses here are all mummified, as if they have been dead for several years, and they seem to turn into ashes as long as the wind blows.
"The traitor of the Blood Demon Sect!" Ye Xiaocheng understood.
This is the method of the Blood Demon Cult. Their favorite thing is to collect the blood of mortals and monks to create or enhance their own magic weapons.
Sure enough, he walked not far and saw a man standing in mid-air, using a blood-colored bottle to absorb wisps of blood. These bloods were forcibly extracted from corpses.
"brute!"
Ye Xiaocheng slapped a Sky Control Talisman and a Speedy Movement Talisman on his body, rushed to the person in one sprint, and then used a Geng Sword Talisman.
This person saw the mortal Ye Xiaocheng speeding over and ignored him at all. He even had a thought: Since he is here to die, I will also draw out your blood. The blood of the living is more vivid than the dead and can enhance the magic weapon. power.
It's a pity that he didn't expect Ye Xiaocheng to be a Talisman Master. He just felt a blur in front of his eyes, then a sharp pain in his chest, and he didn't know anything else.
Ye Xiaocheng killed this man, the anger in his heart subsided slightly, and then continued to run away.
Suddenly, a person stood in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Small town."
Ye Xiaocheng suddenly stopped and was shocked when he saw this person.
"Are you Senior Brother Ling?"
This person is none other than Lexus, and he is the real Lexus, not someone pretending to be one.
"Xiaocheng, you can't escape, come back with me." Ling Zhi sighed and persuaded.
Ling Zhi is also a famous figure in the Lingxiao Sword Sect. He is less than a hundred years old and is already a real person in the early stage of Jindan.
With a thought, Ye Xiaocheng retracted his left hand into his sleeve, holding a short sword in his palm.
This is the ultimate life-saving ace that his father and mother jointly built for him: the Talisman Sword.
This talisman sword integrates weapon refining, talismans, and formations into one. As long as he moves with faith, he can deliver a full blow of the Jindan Dzogchen Master.
His father's realm happens to be the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, and what is stored in the Talisman Sword is his father's magic power.
His mother is a third-level talisman master, and the talisman in the talisman sword was made by his mother herself.
"Senior Brother Ling, do you really want to take me back to die?" Ye Xiaocheng said coldly.
"Xiaocheng, you have to understand that if you fall into the hands of the Huangquan Demon Sect or the Blood Demon Sect, it may be a disaster for the Lingxiao Sword Sect. It's not that I'm cruel, I can't let this happen!" Ling Zhi said He looked fierce.
"Then do it, I won't resist. Be careful, don't hurt the child on my chest." Ye Xiaocheng smiled bitterly, with an attitude of accepting his fate.
Ling Zhi glanced at the baby tied to Ye Xiaocheng's chest and smiled helplessly.
He didn't want to take Ye Xiaocheng back, after all, the relationship between the two was almost like brothers.
But the reality is cruel. If Ye Xiaocheng falls into the hands of the Huangquan Demon Sect or the Blood Demon Sect, and if these two sects get the "Secret of God Transformation" treasure, it will be the end.
For the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it is the end!
He is a member of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, so of course he has to think about his sect.
"I'm sorry, Xiaocheng." He reached out and grabbed it, and as expected, he bypassed the baby on Ye Xiaocheng's chest.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ling." Ye Xiaocheng was also crying. He stretched out his left hand and delivered a fatal blow.
A sword energy shot out from the talisman sword and penetrated Ling Zhi's chest.
"You..." Ling Zhi was shocked at first, and then understood something.
Before he died, there was no resentment in his expression, and there was even a smile of relief.
"Take care of yourself..."
Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes forever.
Ye Xiaocheng cried.
He personally killed Ling Zhi, who used to be a brother to him.
But if he didn't kill Ling Zhi, death would be waiting for him, even worse than death.
He did not stay to bury Ling Zhi. Someone from the Lingxiao Sword Sect would do this, so he rushed forward.
The wind dried the tears on his face and hardened his heart.
He had lived for thirteen years, and today was the first time he killed someone. He didn't feel any discomfort, but killing Ling Zhi really made his heart hurt like a knife, as if the sword energy also hurt him.
Is this considered roommate fighting?
There are too many alternatives in the world. Today is just the first time he encountered them. The choice is not difficult to make, but he also has to bear the backlash caused by the choice.
After escaping the town, he came to an official road.
Luo Yi's official road was filled with people fleeing for their lives, and Ye Xiaocheng took advantage of the situation and blended in among them.
After walking less than ten miles, some people could no longer walk and sat down to rest.
At this time, Ye Xiaocheng discovered that a strong woman in her thirties was breastfeeding a baby.
He hurried over and asked timidly: "Sister-in-law, can you feed this child? He has been hungry for several days. I can pay you."
As he spoke, he untied his belt and placed the baby in front of the woman.
"Come on, we are all poor people. How much money do we need? My milk is enough for two little guys." The woman said with a wry smile.
"Thank you very much."
The woman holds two babies, one in each hand, and breastfeeds both babies at the same time.
"Little brother, is this your brother?" she asked.
"No, I picked it up on the roadside. His mother is dead." Ye Xiaocheng said.
"Then you..." The woman looked at Ye Xiaocheng curiously.
"My parents have also passed away." Ye Xiaocheng said with a lonely expression.
"Oh, what kind of world is this? Don't be sad. Those of us who have escaped rarely have our whole families reunited. We all escape one by one. You are not old enough, so you should follow us to settle in the town ahead. Come on." The woman said kindly.
"Yeah." Ye Xiaocheng nodded.
He has no clear destination. He can escape as far as he can. Anyway, the further away, the better.
Ye Xiaocheng's journey was dusty, and his face and body were already covered in dust, and stained with some blood. Of course, these blood stains belonged to others, and were spattered on his body when he killed people, which made him look more like a refugee.
Although he is only thirteen years old, due to physical training since childhood, his figure has already caught up with that of a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is slightly weaker than a normal strong boy.
Although his level of body training is not low, because it is an internal training method, it is the inner skin, flesh, muscles, and bones that are strong. Unlike those who use external training methods, he is tall and strong, with high bulges of muscles all over his body. Commonly known as the big muscle tyrant.
It was already evening, and the sunset reflected the western sky as brilliantly as a river of blood.
The fugitives left the official road, set up a pot in an open space, lit a fire, and cooked porridge in the big pot.
Ye Xiaocheng walked over, took out a pack of dried meat, and handed it to the porridge cook.
"Uncle, this is a pack of dried meat. Let's cook it in the porridge. It will make you hungry."
He didn't put it directly into the porridge pot, so who knows if others can rest assured.
The man took the dried meat, smelled it, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are generous. This dried meat is very precious, isn't it?"
"It's not very precious. My father is a hunter and kills a lot of wild animals. If he can't eat them, he makes them into dried meat. I brought a pack out." Ye Xiaocheng covered it up.
His father was not an ordinary hunter, but a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core. He had killed many monsters, so he kept a lot of this kind of dried meat in his storage bag.
This is not jerky made from the meat of ordinary beasts. It is made from the meat of monster beasts, also known as spiritual beasts. The taste is not very good, but the jerky is full of spiritual energy. Even if a mortal eats it, it will be able to breathe. Big increase.
