The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 416
early morning.

In a clearing in the mountains, there are teams of bandits lined up neatly and orderly, practicing stroke by stroke.

It may be inappropriate to say that they are bandits.

After half a month of training, they, more or less, have lost some of their gangster spirit. They cannot be said to be the demeanor of the king's division, but at least they have the appearance of a regular army.

However, Xiao Liping, who was in charge of the training, was still somewhat dissatisfied.

This group of bandits are wild people with varying levels of strength, if not for a few bright figures, these people, in Xiao Liping's eyes, would be no different from mobs.

He didn't want to take over and train such a team at all.

But... Song Lanyi gave him too much.

Xiao Liping took another bite of the meat, and saw that someone in the crowd couldn't hold on and his stomach was trembling, so he frowned and kicked that person's calf.

"I can't support such a little training, and I still want to train my body! Look at your commanders, you are not talented, but you work hard enough. You are far ahead of you at a young age, how can you be lazy!"

That's right.

Just two days ago, Song Lanyi broke through again.

She absorbs the power of death energy and soul, and easily enters the realm of the sixth rank.

This practice is simply born for troubled times and wars.

It's just that Song Lanyi's face twitched slightly when he heard the words "bad talent".

Although...she is the body of the sky leaker, there is no need to say that she is not talented every time she is mentioned, right?

She glanced at Xiao Liping quietly, and immediately came back to her senses, but the movements of her hands became more and more proficient, and every time she made a move, there was a sense of returning to the original and returning to the original.

Xiao Liping remained calm, looked this way, and nodded secretly in his heart.

at this time.

the other side.

However, Zhu Mingshu was discussing with the village head and the Qingxu veteran about the remaining food.

Daoist Qingxu restrained his face slightly at this moment, showing a sense of solemnity, "In a few days, I'm afraid it will rain."

The village head was overjoyed, and his sallow and thin face was almost crying with joy, "Is what your lord said true? If it rains, although the food in the first half of the year will not be saved, but in the second half of the year, it will be able to recover." There's some hope."

Contrary to the village head's happy expression, Daoist Qingxu was uncharacteristically, his eyes were more serious, "It is true that the rain will fall, but also...the flood will also come."

Zhu Mingshu was taken aback, "Flood? This is the frontier of the Northern Territory. Where did the big river come from?"

"Tianhe."

Zhu Mingshu's pupils shrank sharply, and she couldn't help but lose her voice, "The Tianhe fell from the Nine Heavens, how could it cause a flood?"

Daoist Qingxu didn't say a word.

In fact, he can only roughly glimpse the future direction, but the real reason behind it is simply beyond his current realm.

Zhu Mingshu lightly tapped her fingertips on her knees, pondered for a long time, her eyes were determined, "Send me an order..."

After a while.

In the path of the mountain, a team slowly walked out.

Although the team is long, it is not redundant.

Among them, there are many soldiers equipped with weapons, escorting the two wings of the villagers.

Space and equipment are limited, and many belongings, such as iron pots, earthen pots, and animal skins, can only be pulled by mules or ox carts.

No matter how bad it is, wrap it up in a bundle and carry it on your back.

After the long journey, even though some people in the team looked tired, the spirit of the whole team was still high.

When the nearby refugees saw this team, they first felt that its military discipline was strict, and for a while they did not dare to step forward to invade.

It was so easy to find a dilapidated Taoist temple before dark.

The crowd dragged their tired bodies and pushed the ox cart into the Taoist temple.

The track of the bullock cart left a deep rut on the slightly wet ground.

Daoist Qingxu sniffed lightly, his eyes darkened slightly, "The wind is going to blow."

Zhu Mingshu paused, and when she walked into the Taoist temple, she found that someone was already there.

One of the teams was well-dressed. On the way to escape, they seemed to be dressed in ordinary clothes, but they were able to maintain a clean and decent posture, which already showed that they were not simple.

On the other hand, the other group of people seemed to be fleeing from famine in one village.

It's just that compared with Song Lanyi and others, this mental outlook is not a bit worse.

When Song Lanyi opened his eyes to look, he saw many people with swollen bellies.

These people... have been reduced to eating Guanyin soil to make a living.

It's just that Guanyin soil is not a long-term solution. If it continues, it will be a dead word sooner or later.

Seeing the bullock cart behind Song Lanyi and the others, these villagers couldn't help but have a hint of greed in their eyes.

It's just that when they saw those bandits who had been raised for a long time, they subconsciously flinched again, with a look of fear in their eyes.

The team of people on the side showed vigilance and moved quietly to the side.

Under so many gazes, even though the villagers were pressing the grain under the bullock cart, they did not dare to take it out for cooking.

Everyone distributed a piece of cake and a glass of cold water as today's supper.

But even so, the villagers over there are still ready to move.

That's food!

But looking at those bandits, no one dared to do anything.

Until there was a loud cry from over there, and the crowd rioted again.

But Song Lanyi only speeded up the swallowing speed.

Seeing that the pancakes were about to be eaten, Song Lanyi paused suddenly, turned around, pointed a short knife obliquely, and placed the horizontal knife on the abdomen of the visitor.

"One step further, die!"

Zhu Mingshu put down the food in hand and looked towards where Song Lanyi was.

When she saw that the person who came was a thin and wretched man with rolling eyes.

Her heroic eyebrows were erected, and there was a hint of evil spirit on her face, which was quite a bit of the demeanor of the iron-blooded emperor.

The man felt the cold knife tip in his belly, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

He said awkwardly, "Little sister, I have no other intentions. What I mean is, since you have so much food, it shouldn't be difficult for you to share it with us, right?"

As he said that, he saw that Song Lanyi didn't respond, he looked thin and weak, and he looked malnourished, and his evil thoughts gradually arose.

He gradually stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to snatch the pancake from Song Lanyi's hand while she was not paying attention.

Song Lanyi looked at him with a playful expression, just looking straight at him.

In the eyes of the man, it would be Song Lanyi's cultivation level is low and weak, and he has no power to resist.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Zhu Mingshu's eyes, and a throwing knife flew past, piercing directly into the man's palm with a sharp piercing sound.

The flying knife passed through the palm, leaving a huge blood hole.

The man let out a tragic cry, and his other hand was pressed on the injured wrist.

There was a bloody gap there, still dripping blood.

Zhu Mingshu came slowly, walked to Song Lanyi's side, blocked her behind, and said coldly, "Where is Xiao Xiao, who dares to bully my sister?"

　first change

　　
　
(End of this chapter)