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With a stab, the man immediately died of rage, and fell to the ground naked, his eyes wide open.

And the woman sitting on his waist held a blood-dripping dagger in her hand, and did not get up, looking ahead in a daze, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, she stood up in despair, her delicate body was stained with the blood of men, she didn't care, picked up the blue clothes on the ground and began to put them on.

Her movements were slow, her whole body trembled, and her gaze remained fixed on the dead man.

Suddenly, a wail came out that seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, and the woman hugged her clothes and cried like a heartbreak. The cry was so grief-stricken that it resounded throughout the valley. Just listening to the cry, who would have imagined how resolute and resolute she was when she killed a moment ago.

Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly. Grievances and hatreds, life and death are unpredictable, it seems that immortal cultivators are no different from mortals, as long as they are human, most of them are trapped in desire and cannot extricate themselves.

The woman at the bottom of the mountain gradually stopped crying. She wiped the blood from her body with the clothes in her hand, took out another blue dress from the storage bag and put it on. Then, with a flick of his fingers, a fireball fell on the man's corpse, and a raging fire burned by the stream.

The woman's face had returned to calm, she only glanced at the firelight, and did not stop any longer, stepping on the flying sword and leaving quickly.

In fact, as long as she swept it with her divine sense, she could find Liu Qinghuan who was not far away. It's just that from beginning to end, she was immersed in her own emotions, completely unaware that it all fell into the eyes of another person.

Liu Qinghuan walked out from behind the tree and came to the stream after the woman left for a long time.

There was nothing left here except for the marks of burning.

For the first time, he felt confused.

When he was young, he did not understand the relationship between men and women, and he did not feel the joy (harmony) between men and women, but he had seen countless deaths.

In his short life of 11 years, most of the time Liu Qinghuan has only one belief, that is, to live!

There are often people in the beggar's nest who die silently in the corner, not to mention freezing to death and starvation, because there is no money to buy medicine, a small typhoid fever can take the life of a beggar, and even the old man Liu is paralyzed because of rheumatism. And these dead beggars, if they have relatives or acquaintances, can still break the mat and get swept into the soil for peace, and if there are those who are lonely and widowed, they will be found after a long time of death, and they will only be dragged to the mass grave.

Later, when they fled, they saw more deaths, and death from starvation and sickness alone was considered a blessing, and there were those who were robbed, killed, humiliated, and even dismantled and eaten. I met other immortal cultivators again, and when I met, either you killed me, or I killed you, where there was a little bit of immortal posture, they were all fighting for their lives.

The woman she saw today was in grief after killing someone, which caused Liu Qinghuan to be shocked, and she couldn't help but feel her thoughts rise and fall.

Before he entered his body, he was a helpless little beggar struggling to survive in the world, and after he started his cultivation by mistake, he wanted to seek immortality, but he never thought about what he would encounter on the road to immortality.

Maybe one day he will kill someone, or be killed.

There is a saying in "The Book of Sitting and Forgetting Eternal Life": Life comes and dies, and the cycle is eon. Again: If you abandon things, you will not work, and if you do nothing, you will feel at ease, and you will be simple and simple, and the dust will be thin day by day.

Liu Qinghuan stood quietly by the stream, and suddenly had an epiphany, and the spiritual power in his body operated on its own, flowing quickly in his meridians. When he woke up from his epiphany, he was surprised to find that his spiritual power had improved a lot, reaching the peak of the third order, and only the last trace of confinement was left to break through to the fourth order of qi cultivation and reach the middle of the qi training period.

At this time, I don't have time to think about it anymore, this place is no longer to stay, who knows if the woman will turn back. If you find out that he lives here, you will definitely want to be seen by him. Her cultivation is definitely higher than him, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, he doesn't want his life and death to fall into the hands of others.

Back in the cave, Liu Qinghuan looked at the place where he had lived for two years, and finally only extinguished the stove fire and put the alchemy furnace and the soup in it into a storage bag.

All his belongings had been put away in a storage bag, and now there was only a half-worn set of bedding left, but there was no need to take it away.

When he came to the outside of the cave, he sealed the hole with a large stone, and sealed the gap in the roof of the cave. Liu Qinghuan stopped in front of the cave and patted the big tree beside him, how many days the sun rose and the moon set, he had sat under this tree and focused on cultivation. Now that he is gone, he doesn't know if there is a chance to come back.

sighed with emotion, and no longer stayed, transported the aura to the feet, and went to the outside of the mountain.

Liu Qinghuan identified the direction of Tongda City and traveled all the way. At this time, it is different from the past, two years ago, he hid in the Hengwu Mountains with all kinds of difficulties, just to not die in natural and man-made disasters, how could he have thought that one day when he came out of the mountain, he was already a cultivator.

Because of the use of aura to rush on the feet, it only took three days, and Liu Qinghuan was already close to Tongda City. In the middle, except for meditating to restore spiritual power, he did not stop at all.

As the name suggests, Tongda City is located at the intersection of the north and the south, east and west, extending in all directions, and is the largest city in the Great Moon Country except for the capital city of the Great Moon Capital.

Along the way, Liu Qinghuan had learned from others that the war had ended three months ago, and the Great Moon Kingdom had been defeated. The Dayue royal family was killed, and those who were not killed were also locked up, and now the entire territory of Dayue is occupied by the Chuyue Kingdom.

And according to Liu Qinghuan's guess, it was not the defeat of the Great Moon Kingdom, but the defeat of the Qingyu faction behind the Great Moon Kingdom. Although the few Qingyu Sect disciples he met were all extremely strong, for some reason, the Qingyu Sect was defeated.

However, who is the emperor and who is the boss is far less important to ordinary people than the jobs in their hands. As long as they can live, ordinary people don't care whether they are surnamed Wang or Li. If it is changed to a different race, it will be fought to the end. But the people of the Great Moon Kingdom and the people of the Chu Yue Kingdom are of the same race, and they have close contacts on weekdays, and there is no estrangement, and naturally there is no deep hatred.

And the new ruler will not slaughter the people of other countries, because these people of other countries will soon become his own people.

Therefore, the people have slowly returned to normal order at this time. Liu Qinghuan traveled all the way, the scene of the great drought more than two years ago has long been gone, those who starved to death between the green mountains and green waters, turned into the dust of history, forgotten by history, only the remaining arrow marks on the tall walls of Tongda City, still recounting the war not long ago.

In front of the high city gates, people entering the city lined up in long lines. Liu Qinghuan lined up behind an old farmer carrying a large basket of mountain goods, and slowly followed the team to move forward.