After a while, thirty or forty refugees were crying on the ground with their stomachs in their arms. Jiumozhi was unwilling to kill a group of refugees. The remaining elderly, weak, sick and disabled knelt on the ground and shouted, "Good life for your life, Master Buddha."

"Are you still begging for alms again?" Jiumozhi said to them.

Everyone shouted that they didn't dare, but Changle looked at them and asked, "Why are you going to the Song Dynasty?"

"We were originally from Song Dynasty! Of course, we wanted to return to the Song Dynasty when we were old!" The man who just took the lead said righteously.

"To be honest!" Changle said angrily.

This was credible before the Battle of Gaoliang River, but after the Battle of Gaoliang River, the Han people in Liao were completely disappointed with the Song Dynasty.

"We heard that life in the Song Dynasty is easy to get along, and this year, the food harvest in Jizhou was poor." He said with a wry smile.

Changle nodded and refused to pay attention to them, so they walked towards Shuozhou.

At this time, two figures, one big and one small, among the refugees, secretly followed Changle and the others.

"Brother, they are better than Sun Hu, why should we follow them?" asked a child whose hair was cut very short by a knife and still bumpy.

It is impossible to tell whether he is a man or a woman, but his eyes are as beautiful as stars in the sky.

The other one had a dirt face and a torn hat on his head.

"Don't worry, they won't hurt us, because those guys never take us seriously, but Sun Hu will eat us." He said to his younger brother.

"I understand." The child grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth. "But, aren't we going back to Dasong? Wouldn't we be able to go back like this?"

"Follow them first, let's make plans after leaving Sun Hu."

Their conversation was heard by Changle and the others without missing a word. Changle glanced at the tall guy. It should be quite hard to dress up as a man with such a figure.

The girl saw that Changle did not drive them away, so she pulled her in to get away from Changle and the others.

Sun Hu watched the girl leave with his younger brother, and several refugees behind him said, "Brother, let's go up and catch that girl back. She lied to us that she knew the guards of Yanmen Pass and let us enter Yanmen Pass. The brothers endured her along the way."

"What if we anger those two people, we still have a way out? Forget it, damn it! There is no fat in my mouth." He felt regretful in his heart when he thought of Xiaoman's waist.

In the end, Sun Hu, who was so lustful, followed Xiaoman and the others. When Xiaoman saw that Sun Hu was still following them, she felt full of crisis.

She quickly walked to Changle and smiled at him and Jiumozhi, "You two are obviously from the martial arts world of our Song Dynasty. My father and Nan Qiaofeng and Bei Murong of our Song Dynasty are both friends, but they have suffered a great disaster at home and have ended here."

"Reverse." Changle said hilariously.

"Oh, the tongue is wrong! Bei Murong, Nan Qiaofeng!" Her big eyes were filled with panic. She knew that if Changle ignored them, their fate would be really terrifying.

"It's Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong." Jiumozhi said with a smile.

Changle faced Sun Hu with a sword energy. Jiumozhi saw Changle's fingertips radiating sword energy, and then the sword energy on his fingertips flew out.

A sword energy Sun Hu's head exploded directly, and everyone was so scared that they ran around.

"At this time, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword?" Jiumozhi had seen the Duan of Dali. Their Six-Meridian Divine Swords could be long or broken, but they could not fly away from their bodies.

"I made it based on the Six-Meridian Divine Sword myself, I called it: Headshot Sword Qi!" Changle said seriously.

Jiumozhi…

Now that he calls me Azhi, I'm not angry at all!

I should thank him for not giving me a name.

"Hahaha, thank you two heroes. I don't know what you call them." Seeing that Sun Hu was dead, she knew that they were safe.

"Little monk Jiumozhi, this is Zhao Changle." Jiumozhi introduced with a smile.

"The master is a great monk at first sight, and this one is a great martial arts hero at first sight." She saw that Changle was not willing to pay attention to her, so she took her younger brother to two or three meters away from them and followed them.

When Changle and the others stopped, they also rested.

"Xiao Bowl! Give me some fried rice." Xiaoman saw Changle and the others resting, and hurriedly stopped.

Seeing her brother's difficulty looking, she comforted, "When I arrive in Shuozhou, my sister will buy you candied haws and eat them. If you insist on persisting, you must follow them closely. I don't know if Sun Hu's guys are hiding in the dark."

"Didn't you say you want to call your brother on the way?" Xiaowan smiled and gave her a handful of fried rice.

"It's been seen long ago, so there's no need to call me brother. Sister, I'm born with beauty and can't give up on myself." Xiaoman ate fried rice in small mouthfuls.

Xiaowan grimaced at her, "Sister, if not, let's not go back to Dasong..."

Bang!

The girl slapped Xiaowan on the face, "Remember! Dad is a Han Chinese! Mother is a Han Chinese! I am a Han Chinese! So are you! The Song Dynasty is our home! We will go back even if we die!"

"I understand." Xiaowan lowered his head and said with tears in his eyes, "I just don't want you to be so blessed."

"I smell your fried rice is very fragrant. Can I exchange it for some snacks?" Changle walked over and said with a smile.

He took seven or eight pieces of snacks and put them in Xiaoman's hand, then grabbed a handful of fried rice and put them in his mouth.

He gave them a thumbs up, "Let's go with you, we will stay in Shuozhou for a few days."

"Okay!" Xiaoman agreed without hesitation.

The fool doesn't agree.

On the next journey, Changle and the others walked very slowly, mainly to accommodate Xiaowan.

Anyway, Changle just wanted to see the scenery here, and encountered a few horse bandits on the way. Changle showed Jiumozhi his headshot sword energy again.

Jiumozhi finally couldn't help but say, "Shangxian, what do you think of the name of the Innate Invisible Sword?"

"Yeah, that's OK." Changle nodded as if nothing had happened.

It sounds better than a headshot. I originally wanted to call him 98k sword energy.

"Sister, Brother Zhao and Master are so nice, why are you still wary of them?" Xiaoman held Xiaowan in the evening, and the two of them whispered again.

"I told you that such people are not something we can make friends with, so we just let them protect them. Such people are of course powerful, but their enemies are even more powerful. If we are too close to them, we will definitely cause trouble.

No one cares about our fate except us.”

After saying that, Xiaoman opened his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky, hugging Xiaowan tighter.

The next day, we were about to arrive in Shuozhou City, and Xiaoman said goodbye to the two.

In her opinion, it was relatively safer to enter the city, so there was no need to follow Changle and the others.

Changle rubbed Xiaowan's short hair and said, "We will linger in Shuozhou City for several days. If there is anything, we will come to the largest hotel in the city to find us."

They didn't know that after entering Shuozhou City, the city of Shuozhou has been in chaos these days because Yelu Longyi arrived in Shuozhou City, and he was the youngest son of Yelu Yixin, the king of the Southern Court of the Great Liao Dynasty.
Chapter completed!