Chapter 680: Leaving Fangshan

"I thought you couldn't do it, but it seems you can do it very well~"

"It's more like you can't do it. What's the matter?"

"Tsk, I won't argue with you. This is your reward. There are many metals in the Xumi bag. Take them whether you need them or not. The Xumi bag will be given to your woman. In addition, my senior sister said that this bamboo forest villa will also be given to you. You can come back to live whenever you like. She is in seclusion. No one knows when she will come out next time. Send food to your woman quickly. She can't stand being tired for so long."

Mo Fang rolled his eyes and picked up the food box and Xumi bag and walked into the house. This old woman is probably sour grapes.

Wang Ziyan is so weak now that it's uncomfortable to walk. Mo Fang decided to stay in Fangshan Sect for a few more days and continue to travel to the south. Mo Fang is not at ease to arrange Wang Ziyan to stay here temporarily or go somewhere else. The scheming of the immortal world in this world is more cruel than that of the earth. Wang Ziyan's silly head can't guarantee her safety at all. Go to the south first, and then try to build the safest base to protect his first woman.

When Wang Ziyan got up, Kung Fu Mofang thought a lot. He didn't know what magic circle was used to make the food in the food box still hot, which made Mofang very satisfied.

"Husband..."

The door curtain opened, and Wang Ziyan walked out with a red face. Mofang saw that she had tied her hair on top of her head. Only married women in Shenwu Continent would tie their hair up, which meant that from now on she would no longer be a girl but a woman. This picture gave Mofang a very wonderful feeling, a kind of happiness, and responsibility.

In the next few days, Mofang and Wang Ziyan lived a happy and comfortable life in the courtyard, cooking by themselves, watching movies and listening to music, very peaceful.

During these few days, Kung Fu Mofang absorbed all the metal in the Xumi bag of more than 20 cubic meters of space, and gave the Xumi bag to Wang Ziyan to pack her luggage and miscellaneous things. Finally, she said goodbye to carrying a small bag all day long. This magical little thing made Wang Ziyan find a new toy.

In a few days, Wang Ziyan had a charming and youthful aura, which made Mofang even happier. When he occasionally went out for a walk and met male cultivators, he was always fascinated by them. Mofang believed that the construction of a large base must be carried out as soon as possible, and it was better for others to see less of his woman...

Wandering around Fangshan Sect for several days, he scratched a lot of spiritual fruits and food, and beat up several male cultivators who coveted Wang Ziyan. It was time to leave.

He said goodbye to the white-haired woman. Under the surprised eyes of the white-haired woman, Mofang quickly transformed while holding Wang Ziyan and flew into the sky. After flying away from Fangshan, he found a dirt road and landed on it, turning into a super sports car and carrying Wang Ziyan to continue to the south.

The Shenwu Continent is really big. Mofang has been flying along the main road for a full ten days. After arriving in the city, he asked passers-by, and they actually said that they had not left the northern area...

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A certain city.

The further south you go, the more refugees and wanderers you see. There are hungry refugees everywhere under the eaves of the city streets. Because the refugees are hungry and have no place to live, the police are so busy that they have no time to go home. As a result, the army officers and soldiers began to patrol the streets with spears and steel knives. There are fewer open disturbances, but more cases that cannot be found behind the scenes.

The rich families still maintain the glorious tradition of living a life of luxury and even take the opportunity to raise the price of rice to earn more gold and silver. Riots and riots are inevitable. Some wealthy families were killed, and some colluded with the guards to make more violent wealth.

The city is almost on the verge of an explosion. Mofang can feel the strong resentment fluctuations over the entire city.

"Sir, please come in~"

Mofang hugged the veiled Wang Ziyan and walked into a restaurant. She was wearing luxurious clothes and knew she was rich. She sat down at a table on the third floor and ordered several local specialties.

The food was served quickly. After a while, two waiters brought the dishes. Mofang and Wang Ziyan, who could taste the food, ate slowly. There was not much food, just enough to eat. This was the result of precise calculation by the computer. Wasting food in the disaster era was a shameful behavior.

Not long after eating, there was a sudden noise from the street downstairs. Through the conversation with the diners next to him, Mofang knew that there was a conflict between refugees and the garrison.

The detector scanned over and saw a group of officers and soldiers and a group of refugees in ragged clothes on the street. People fell to the ground and died. The shops next to them were robbed. The refugees mainly robbed a rice shop. The rice price written on the sign in front of the shop was one catty and one tael of silver. This was no different from extortion and was a rhythm of forcing people to death.

Perhaps because he often encountered this situation, the old shopkeeper of the restaurant called a few strong men to block the door of the restaurant with thick wooden boards. The people eating upstairs were not panicked, as if they had become accustomed to this kind of life.

"Husband, what happened?" Wang Ziyan asked curiously.

"Nothing, eat obediently, there's a fight outside."

"Oh."

Wang Ziyan ate obediently and kept picking up food for Mo Fang with chopsticks. This kind of service made Mo Fang very comfortable, and he could tell from the envious eyes beside him.

The chaos on the street continued. Not only refugees were scrambling for rice, but also those residents living nearby in the city began to sneak in to scramble for rice. One tael of silver was one pound of rice, and few people in the world could afford it. If they didn't grab more while more defenders were not coming, they might not be able to eat in the next two days. Those refugees holding swords were still fighting with the officers and soldiers. Mo Fang felt that they were not covering for others to scramble for rice, but were really seeking death. Sometimes death was more comfortable than living...

The refugees and residents fled quickly with rice bags on their backs. Not long after they were gone, more officers and soldiers came and slashed to death those refugees who were still resisting.

The Rubik's Cube is very weak. Sometimes I really don't have the ability to help. Refugees are human beings, and those officers and soldiers are also human beings. It does not mean that the officers and soldiers are cruel and ruthless. They, who are also at the bottom, just want to live the days before their death in numbness. That’s all.

"The waiter."

"Hey~ Come here~ Sir, if you have anything to do, just ask me~"

Rubik's Cube pointed to the street outside.

"This kind of thing happens often? Why don't you go to open up wasteland and farm outside the city?"

"Your Majesty, you look like a young master from out of town. There are wars and banditry outside the city every day. Every room is empty. Even if you grow food, you can't eat it. Today you attack me and tomorrow I will attack you. We are the ones suffering. The common people and the great masters all want to seize the opportunity to dominate the world. Who cares how the poor people live? Sir, you should also pay attention to your safety. Your wife is so beautiful, but many people will miss her." "The waiter wiped. Liao Pahan said helplessly, and finally gave Rubik's Cube some advice.

Wang Ziyan's face turned red when the waiter said it was Mrs. Rubik's Cube.

The Rubik's Cube generously threw a tael of silver to the waiter, who carefully put it into his arms and said thank you.