Inns, tea shops, wineries, butchers, grain shops, cloth shops... wherever you see, it is all bleak, and most of them are closed.

The few families were also cold and cold, with no guests or owners.

Some of them are just numb, despair, indifferent, and even red light is rising, which is the eyes of dying beasts that are so hungry.

This look made the big black dog following behind him stand up and his teeth unconsciously bared.

This is the look of eating it...

"They, the plague..."

Qin Si couldn't speak anymore.

No matter how famous the masterpiece of painting is, it cannot draw such a shocking picture in front of you. This is a hell that anyone will be thrilled when they look at it.

She has been living in the world since childhood. She asked herself that she had seen tragic events, but her hands and feet were still cold and her whole body was shaking.

She could vaguely sense that these refugees were surrounded by plagues, and perhaps this was the real reason for defeating the city.

But, can it be saved?

What is more terrible than a plague is hunger...

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yu closed his eyes and said lightly: "Are you getting out by yourself, or do you want Yang to do it?"

Bang!

It was like thunder thunder roaring on the ground.

The loud voice scared the eyes that were red from behind the doors and saw dry food, and echoed throughout the city like a strong wind.

"Yang..."

A scream came from the shadow, and then a figure broke through the restaurant house and rolled and crawled in front of Yang Yu.

It was a low middle-aged man full of sweat. He supported the ground with one hand and the other hand, holding the old man who was unconscious but still saw the murderous intention on his face.

"King Yang, please spare me. I don't know. I don't know it's you... it's all this old guy, he lied about the mission and hung you in the death urging building..."

The low man was almost scared to death.

He had thought that this old guy would lie about the mission, but he never dreamed that this old bastard actually wanted to use 300 taels of gold to hire him to assassinate Yang Yu!

See you poorly!

He has never seen a master in his life. The master is a legendary existence for him, and the person in front of him...

Just thinking about it, he felt that his courage was about to break open.

"oh?"

Prison Yang wiped out the old man's words and had no impression.

"He, he is..."

The low man was about to explain, but the old man had already woken up. When he saw Yang Yu, he screamed in a shrill voice:

"Rebel, rebel!"

This old man with ordinary martial arts skills is like a Confucian scholar than a warrior. He yelled and actually pulled out a dagger and stabbed Yang Yu:

"The one who assassinated Yang, Wang Kai asked!"

"You underestimate me too much..."

He knocked the dagger down with one finger and knocked it out. Yang Yu sighed and suddenly noticed something strange.
Chapter completed!