Chapter 1052 Pills

"You only know how to eat people."

Ye Fan's slap landed on time, accompanied by a crisp sound, and Qiongqi was also taken back at the same time.

"Go in and see the situation."

Ye Fan met the refugees fleeing for their lives.

With a strong cultivation, although the crowd was chaotic, it was still very easy for Ye Fan to shuttle through it.

After a while, Ye Fan entered the city. At this moment, the city was still very noisy, and the fleeing crowds crowded in the street, making a lot of noise.

Everyone's face was full of fear and panic, which made the crowd even more difficult to clear.

"Is there still someone who doesn't want to leave?" Ye Fan shuttled through these streets and soon found some closed doors.

"We will die if we don't leave."

"Why leave? What will happen to the house and the family property if we leave?"

"But the army will rush into the city."

"We just close the door tightly. They are just pretending. Are they really going to kill everyone?"

"..."

Standing casually in front of a door, Ye Fan heard a few dialogues. Generally speaking, it was a docile woman and a stubborn man.

"What's the point of guarding this house when your life is about to end?" Ye Fan was a little helpless.

In troubled times, luck is useless.

"But where can they go without this house?" A voice sounded behind Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was stunned and turned his head to look. Not far away, a woman in black clothes and a mask was standing there.

There was a lot of noise, and Ye Fan didn't even notice when she came.

"Who are you?" His eyes swept over, and when he found that the other party was only an eternal cultivation, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

At the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, he could be considered a powerful person to reach eternity.

"Jianji Society, Liu Xin." Liu Xin answered, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan: "You, are Ye Wang?"

"It's me." Ye Fan nodded, and at the same time, he was a little curious: "What is Jianji Society? Is it a civil organization?"

"If you are poor, you should take care of yourself, and if you are rich, you should help the world." Liu Xin answered: "Jianji Society, taken from this ancient saying."

"Help the people of the world, eliminate violence and protect the good, and give the people a stable and prosperous life."

"The doctrine is very broad." Ye Fan said, "What are you doing here?"

"Resist Ningxiachuan's army?"

"To be more precise, it is to save the people." Liu Xin answered, took a step, pushed open the door where Ye Fan had just stopped, and showed his token.

"Jianjihui has set up a shelter in the city. You can take your things and follow me."

"Who are you? What Jianjihui?" Inside the door, the man's voice was panicked and tough: "What shelter! I won't go!!"

"You." Liu Xin didn't seem to expect such a reaction: "Ningxiachuan's army is coming soon. If you don't leave now, you will only be slaughtered in vain."

"Jianjihui can help you resist the army."

"I'm not going anywhere!" The man said: "Don't think about making me leave! This is my house!"

As he spoke, the man pushed Liu Xin and pushed her out abruptly regardless of what Liu Xin said.

Click.

The door closed, and Liu Xin looked at Ye Fan who was standing aside and watching the whole process, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

"Sometimes kindness is always not understood, it's normal." Ye Fan said.

"It's okay." Liu Xin also adjusted quickly and prepared to go to the next one.

"Ningxiachuan's army should be very strong. Can the shelter you built resist his push?" Ye Fan couldn't help asking.

"Not necessarily, we have failed." Liu Xin stopped and looked at Ye Fan, with some different emotions in his eyes: "The last time, it was the Southern Alliance that was flattened by Nanchuan."

"Our shelter failed to resist the iron cavalry of Nanchuan, and was eventually razed to the ground along with the refugees."

"Well..." Ye Fan paused slightly, and then just said: "Sorry."

"You built a brand new Nanchuan on the ruins of the Southern Kingdom." Liu Xin shook his head: "The Jianji Society hates your killing, but also praises your achievements."

"At least, Nanchuan does not need our existence."

Hearing this, Ye Fan was a little surprised.

This is the first time he has heard such an evaluation from someone else.

"You are very Li Zhi." Ye Fan said, looking at Liu Xin, and then said: "If necessary, I can help."

"No need." Liu Xin said neatly: "The world is in chaos today, and Lieyang's mythical army is sweeping the world. The human race needs the cooperation of the three great heroes of Nanchuan, Beidi and Jingnan."

"No matter what, this is a city in Jingnan. The rescue of refugees by Jianjihui is just the resistance of civil organizations, and your intervention is a collision between two forces. Your collision will make the world collapse more."

"This goes against the original intention of Jianjihui, and it is not the doctrine that Jianjihui wants to save the people with the church."

"Thank you for your proposal. I hope that Jianjihui will have the opportunity to truly cooperate with King Ye in the future. Goodbye."

After speaking, Liu Xin waved to Ye Fan and decisively turned to walk towards the next locked door.

Click.

The figure gradually went away, and at this moment, Ye Fan was a little dazed.

In the midst of chaos, there were still civil organizations standing up to run for the people's livelihood, which was beyond his expectation.

"The world really isn't full of bad people." After a while, Ye Fan sighed and took another step.

"This Jianji Society is good."

...

Lieyang, the capital city, has completely changed at this moment.

The city is gone, only the tall walls remain. Inside the walls, there is only one avenue. On both sides of the avenue, there are rows of mythical soldiers of strange shapes standing in a row. Behind the soldiers are large pots, with fires burning and boiling, and hot steam is constantly coming out.

And this avenue is not an ordinary avenue. It is full of bones, piled up randomly and piled up randomly.

At the end of the avenue is a huge dark red palace. The palace is very high, but the foundation is made of countless bones. There is only this lonely palace in the whole city, and the towering walls and many mythical soldiers seem to be born for this palace.

Creak...

At a certain moment, the city gate slowly opened, and a pair of siblings appeared at the door.

All the mythical soldiers looked at the siblings. Their fierce appearance made the young siblings look fearful.

"The life king is in the palace, you just follow me." Durga, shrouded in a red robe, appeared and led the siblings forward.

Click, click.

Footsteps sounded on this white bone road. The mythical soldiers were like machines, without making any sound, but their eyes followed the three people's progress.

"Du, Lord Dujia..." As they walked, the younger brother asked in a low voice: "Can we really save Lord Ming Wang?"

"Of course we can." Dujia laughed, and his laughter was a little cold and creepy: "Your brother and sister were born on the day of the Yin and Yang, and you are blood relatives. If you add them together, it will be the best medicine."

"Medicine?" Hearing this, the younger brother was a little confused: "What do we... have to do with medicine?"

"You will know in a while." Dujia patted the little boy's head without explaining, and continued to walk.

The white bone road is very long. After walking for a long time, they finally came to the bottom of the hall.

"Lord Ming Wang, Dujia has found a new medicine for you." Dujia said to the palace on the top: "Please take a look, is this medicine still delicious?"

Pah.

The voice just fell, and the next moment, the door of the palace burst, and then the Ming Wang appeared.

At this time, the King of Life no longer looked like a gentleman. His face was haggard and pale, and he was wearing a dark red dress. He exuded an unspeakable gloom.

Looking down from above, the King of Life only glanced at the siblings, and quickly retracted his gaze, saying, "Okay."

After speaking, he turned around and waved his hand lightly: "Make the medicine."

"Okay, my Lord King of Life." With the approval of the King of Life, the smile on Dujia's face was excited. He turned around and looked at the siblings. He bowed: "You two little guys, I thank you on behalf of the King of Life."

As soon as the voice fell, Dujia raised his hand, and with a snap, the little boy who had just asked the question turned into a ball of blood mist in an instant.

"Brother..." The girl was horrified. Just opened her mouth and before she could say anything, she also turned into a ball of blood mist.

"Only in the name of Dujia, make a magic medicine..."

Dujia chanted a spell, and the two balls of blood mist merged and condensed rapidly, and soon turned into a round bright red pill floating in the air.

As soon as it was formed, Dujia quickly took out a golden box, carefully presented the pills, and then turned around and knelt towards the palace.

"Master Ming Wang, please use the medicine."