Yangcheng in the middle of the southern part of the continent, the twenty-third day of the lunar month.

This day is the Stove King Festival, and it is very close to the New Year. In the central region, door-to-door cooking chicken, fish, sugar melons on this day to worship the king of the stove, and it is a good time to buy New Year's goods. However, at this time, there is only a gloomy fog in Yangcheng, where is the festive atmosphere of the New Year?

The hidden demon army originally stationed here is about to withdraw to the southwest.

When Yang people heard the news, their first reaction was disbelief.

After the fall of Zhongjing, a large amount of wealth and population were transferred to the surrounding areas, and more than 700,000 people moved into Yangcheng. Because this is the area directly managed by the hidden stream, a large number of measures to facilitate the people and compassionate the people were implemented, after the initial short period of chaos, Yangcheng quickly stabilized, developed rapidly, and the city was heavily built, and now the sound of chiseling can be heard everywhere, the market is prosperous, and merchants pass through. The war on the mainland seems to be isolated from the city walls, and this place can be described as a paradise in troubled times.

Most people's first reaction was to be incredulous, after all, the hidden current's move was too sudden, and even the Ningyuan Chamber of Commerce in the city was open as usual yesterday, and there was no sign of stopping or selling in advance In the past many years, it has become a weather vane for the decision-making of the hidden current.

Last night, however, it was discovered that the army stationed ten miles southeast of the city had quietly withdrawn in the night, and the defenders of the city had also lined up at the east gate of the city early in the morning, waiting for the door to open and pass.

In fact, as early as three or four days ago, rumors were rife in the city that the hidden currents had been withdrawn from the cities. The locals still don't believe it, isn't Yangcheng just fine?

Before the sun rises today, everything has changed.

When the time came, the city gate opened, and the demon soldiers who had been waiting in line for a long time took a step forward and were about to walk out.

A white-haired old woman knelt in front of the demon army and cried: "My family is a believer in Xuantian Niangniang, you can't leave us alone!

No wonder she cried miserably. Some relatives fled from afar, and told her about the horrors of the barbarian area, and it is said that the barbarians like to squeeze the flesh and blood of civilians to make alchemy, and there are dozens of people at a time, which is far more ferocious than the immortal cultivators. When she heard this, she was glad that she lived in Yangcheng and was guarded by the hidden current army, so she knew that in the blink of an eye, the umbrellas would all be withdrawn!

When she cried, many civilians also knelt down together, mourning again and again. Mortals are not stupid, and they can still have such a stable life in troubled times, all thanks to the merits of the war alliance. If the protector is gone......

The scene was full of crying and pleading.

The Hidden Demon Army was silent for a long time before moving forward.

They are simply acting on orders.

The old woman cried for a while, and when she saw that the demon army was doing her own thing, she couldn't help but howl "Niangniang", got up in two steps in three steps, and slammed into the city gate!

She still had to walk on crutches, but this movement burst out with rare agility.

Seeing that she was about to lose her brains, the leader of the demon army at the front jumped forward, grabbed her shoulders and dragged her back, pressed it to the side, and said in a deep voice: "There are other sects in the back to take over." Then he strode through the gates.

The soldiers behind also rushed out, and this team went farther and farther, but no one looked back at Yangcheng again.

They forsaken the city and all the people who were there.

At this time, the old woman's son ran over to help his mother, and spat fiercely at the back of the demon army: "Phew, what Xuantian Niangniang, what Heaven-shaking Divine Monarch, when you meet a barbarian, don't you run faster than a rabbit with oil on the soles of your feet? Go home and pack up, it's time for us to hit the road. "As soon as the hidden stream is gone, the protection of other sects is not as strong as Spicy. This place is too close to the barbarians' territory and is not safe, so it is best to move the family to the Chaoyun Sect boundary while the family has not been emptied.

The old woman just shook her head, speechless and tearful. She is already in her sixties this year, and she can no longer live a life of displacement. If the hidden stream is gone, will she still have a way to live?"Why did the hidden stream want to leave?"

She stiffened her waist and refused to move, and her son was a little anxious: "How do we know about the affairs of the gods?

"Then how can they have the time to worry about you?"

Someone on the side suddenly interjected, and when the son looked back, he saw that he was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome but raw, looking at him with his hands and arms.

It's not easy to mess with at first glance. He was angry, seeing that the other party was a head taller than him, and his body was more solid, he couldn't help but be deflated, and muttered: "I don't know what you're talking about." "The city is going to be in chaos soon, and it's not worth getting hurt in a fight with someone at this time. He pulled his old lady and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The Hidden Demon Army had not completely left the city, and everyone in Yang City stared at them, unable to tell whether it was disappointment, pleading, or numbness. Perhaps, there is even a little bit of hatred.

Hate them for ignoring themselves.

Hate them for leaving themselves to the terrible barbarians.

The young man muttered, "These people are indeed pitiful, and they will be unlucky if they go away." But the hidden stream can't stay here forever. ”

Everyone knows that the hidden stream is an army from the west, and it will not stay in the center forever.

"Don't you hear that you will raise rice to raise grace and fight rice to raise hatred? Hidden currents occasionally give a helping hand, and they should be grateful; if it lasts for a long time, they will become accustomed to it, and one day they will break it off, and they will hate it to the bone. A delicate figure stood out beside him, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and it was Liu Qingli.

The boy pursed his lips as she continued, "They are angry that the hidden stream should not go back at this time. The Hidden Current is the backbone of the War Alliance, and without it, the War Alliance's strength is not enough to defend against the barbarian invasion. The real hard days are coming, and mortals know that this is very clear. ”

The boy grew as she grew out, and whispered, "What about that?"

"Are you asking about the War Alliance, or a mortal?" Liu Qingli shook her head, "Actually, the answer is the same, and it can't be solved." ”

There was originally a huge gap in strength between immortal cultivators and barbarians. As the war progresses, the scales of victory tilt more and more. Even if the hidden stream chooses to accompany the battle alliance to fight to the end, I am afraid that the final result will end in the defeat of the immortal cultivator camp. "Actually, this is not necessarily a bad thing, the sooner the victory is divided, the sooner the war is ended, it may be better for mortals. "It is the people who are the ones who are fighting and killing.

The boy glared at her and said, "Which side are you on?"

Liu Qingli covered her mouth and smiled: "Just because I do things for the Heavenly Dao doesn't mean I'm on its side." Big Tiger, you have cultivated immortals for hundreds of years, don't you understand this simple truth?"