I Don’t Want To Be Cold Anymore

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Ding Wen never thought that in the territory of the Black Cloud Immortal Sect, there would be such a weak branch of the Immortal Destruction Society!

"What kind of celestial talent does the Chaos Lord in the opposite city have? How could he be able to wipe out the persecution of the Immortal Destroyers?" Ding Wen was really curious.

"I don't know, maybe... Only the people who have been killed will know." Zhao Nian looked helpless and said puzzled: "This matter is a mystery. Inexplicable, suddenly a group of people from the Extermination Society were arrested. There are a few people who have surrendered. No one knows how the city lord across the river did it. There are fewer and fewer people in the branch across the river, and the news is getting more and more blocked. Every time a lot of people are recruited For new members, an accident happened during the initiation ceremony. In recent years, it has become more and more difficult for them to recruit new partners, and the connection has become one-line. They only know how many people there are, but they don't know who the other partners are. "

Ding Wen searched the memories of some immortals, but found several kinds of celestial powers that can be explained, but which one is exactly, there must be more information to prove it.

Such a bizarre situation undoubtedly aroused Ding Wen's curiosity.

Early the next morning, Ding Wen and Ou Bai flew over the clouds, and Zhao Nian crossed the river together by boat and set foot on the land of the secret city.

Shanshui City and the Secret City are separated by a river, but the living conditions of the people on both sides are very different.

Almost everyone in Shanshui City under the rule of the Medicine Eater is collecting herbs, and the way of life in the secret city is very normal.

After crossing the river, all the villages in the direction of the secret city are almost all people who have escaped from Shanshui City one after another in the past.

People who come from Shanshui City do not have ready-made fields, and the aboriginal villages are not willing to accept outsiders to share limited land resources.

The people who escaped from Shanshui City all got their fields by reclaiming the wasteland. Those who had no place to reclaim the wasteland could only make a living by fishing, and their life was difficult. This is the reason why no one continued to escape.

Ding Wen passed the muddy dirt road, and along the way, he saw that the doors of every house were open, and when it was dark, a house settled.

The family's land was reclaimed on a slope, and talking about the hardships of opening the land back then, the white-haired old man had endless suffering.

"When I first came here, this area was full of mountains, and the flat ground in front was occupied by people who fled in front of me. I could only chop down trees and pull weeds. When I got old, I opened such a place... I regretted it several times, and I felt that I would not be so tired if I didn't come here to collect medicine..." The old man stirred the fire, the old man's son was silently weaving straw sandals, and the grandson was greedy. waiting for the potatoes in the fire to bake.

The old woman sewed her grandson's clothes by the firelight, and the child's mother was still busy in the yard.

The old man recounted the difficulties of the past, hugged his grandson on his lap, squeezed a smile from the wrinkles on his face, and continued: "The old lady told me that we escaped from Shanshui City because we didn't want to collect medicine for generations. There are fewer and fewer medicines, and it will become more and more difficult to live in Shanshui City in the future. It is very hard for us to open up wasteland, but with the land, it will be easier for the younger generation to live. It will be easier to live. Seeing that the first generation is better than the first, then we should endure it harder. If we don’t endure it, we will leave the suffering to the next generation to endure, and the next generation will not be willing to endure it. That is to pass it on to the grandchildren, there will always be a generation to endure, then don't leave it to the children to endure, let's endure it..."

Ding Wen was deeply shocked when he heard these words.

Among the memories of so many war immortals under the Daqing faction, none of them had the spirit of the old man in front of them in their growth memories.

Are those people unable to endure hardship?

No, many of the war immortals under the Daqing faction had a difficult and bitter growth experience in the realm.

Ding Wen pondered... and quickly found the answer.

It is because the immortals under the Daqing faction have no hope of changing the future.

The Daqing faction was relatively stable, which meant that the villagers could not change villages at will, and even if they did, it would not be enough to change their fate.

There are only exceptions in the case of extreme villages that treat people as slaves, but that kind of escape is to escape nightmares, and those who escape do not have such a long-term future.

And here, the interval of a river.

On the other side of the river is Shanshui City, which has been ruled by the Medicine Devil for many years. The future that can be seen in the past is to be a medicine collector for generations.

The secret city on this side of the river is in a normal state of existence.

Across a river, a completely different way of life.

'Their life is limited by the environment and the system. People are willing to move forward when they have hope. If they don't see hope, they will live as numbly as the immortals under the Daqing faction...' Ding Wen listened to the old man describe his life, Think about something at the same time.

It's time to rest until it gets darker.

The fire in the hall was still burning, but there was a gap in the hall door and it was not closed tightly.

Ding Wen asked strangely, "Why isn't the door closed?"

"The secret city has rules. The door cannot be completely closed at any time, at least leave a gap. Anyway, in our secret city, there are no thieves, and those who dare to steal will be arrested and punished!" The old man explained with a smile.

Both Zhao Nian and Yun Shangfei couldn't believe it. They didn't believe the adjectives such as not picking up things on the road and not closing the house at night.

Because I have been to many places, no matter how beautiful it is, it is not like this. In the final analysis, it is just an artistic exaggeration.

So he asked, "How can there be no thieves in such a big secret city?"

"I can't say no, but as long as there are thieves who don't obey the law or something, they will soon be caught and executed. If they are not cornered for a while, no one will take the risk of stealing and committing crimes." The old man was very patient. Explanation, the words are quite confident about the security of the secret city.

Ding Wen and his party looked at each other in dismay, and they all remembered the situation that the extermination of the immortals in the secret city would be difficult to survive~www.readwn.com~ Ding Wen looked at the gap exposed in the door, and couldn't help but feel a little more about the mysterious power of the city lord. Sub-speculative evidence...

At dawn, before Ding Wen woke up, he was woken up by a scream.

When he got up and went out, he heard the old man's son, the middle-aged man shouting loudly: "You all go! Go! We don't want to cause trouble!"

Seeing Ding Wen, the white-haired old man beside the fire last night hurriedly said: "Please go, we don't know what you are doing, and we don't want to know! The city owner is tolerant and will not punish us who know nothing! If you continue to take in you, your sins will be unforgivable!"

Ou Bai, Yun Shangfei and Zhao Nian all looked at the ground solemnly...

Ding Wen saw a large line of characters written on the ground in the courtyard outside the door, each character was half the size of a person, and each stroke was recessed into the soil more than five inches deep.

'Ding Wen, the Chaos Lord of Shanshui City, brought Yun Shangfei, Ou Bai, and Zhao Nian back to the other side of the river! Otherwise, there is no time to regret! ’

Ding Wen looked at the handwriting and found that things became more and more interesting...