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"That's right!" Mo Yang nodded slowly: "This Jin Yuan Tianzun seems to be afraid of something, I really can't figure it out."

"Could it be that you are afraid of Ye Tian's space fist?" Mo Yin said casually.

"Probably not, otherwise, why would Jin Yuan Tianzun make a move suddenly." Mo Yang shook his head.

"What are you afraid of?" Mo Yin was confused.

The two brothers are very familiar with the entire Mojia City. They know all the powerful people and how to protect themselves.

Mo Yang suddenly lost his voice: "I see, Jin Yuan Tianzun is not afraid of anything, but is deliberately delaying our time."

"How do you say that?" Mo Yin was puzzled.

Mo Yang said: "Think about it! Hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border of Zhou Longguo are fighting inextricably with the demons. At this time, Jin Yuan Tianzun should be sitting in the border. His clone has no reason to appear here to threaten us. The only one The explanation is to distract us, and we don't want our Mohist city to gather all our hands to raise food and help the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who are fighting hard against the demons."

"Yes, it must be so!"

Mo Yin's eyes brightened and he nodded.

If the Scarlet Gold Sky Locust could capture the Mohist City, it would have taken action long ago, and it would definitely not wait until now.

Moreover, it is obviously illogical to ask all the strong men in Mojia City to surrender in a way of intimidation.

only explanation.

It is because they are afraid that Mojia City will send the most needed food at the most critical moment of the battle between the demons and Zhou Longguo fighters.

food.

Now it is Zhou Longguo's most important material to resist the demons. If the Mohist city hadn't raised it, Zhou Longguo would undoubtedly have lost the war with the demons.

Mo Yang sighed: "Hey! This Jin Yuan Tianzun really took great pains, Mo Yin! Let's not talk about this, we should hurry up to raise food."

"Yeah!" Mo Yin nodded.

Ye Tian, ​​who was hiding in the Chaotic Source Space, heard the conversation between Mo Yang and Mo Yin, and appeared on the observation deck out of thin air: "Master Mo City, Dean Mo! Then I will set off immediately to Lava Town. "

"Are you going alone?" Mo Yang asked concerned: "Do you want me to send a team of black-armored fighters to protect you?"

"No need." Ye Tianlian said: "It's better for the black-armored warriors to stay in Mojia City. I'll go to Lava Town, but I'll fly there. Wouldn't it be a burden?"

"This... alright!"

City Lord Mo sneered.

Dare to regard the black armored warrior as a burden, I am afraid that only Ye Tian dares to say it.

But then again, with Ye Tian's current strength, he is also qualified to say this. In [Fuxuan Pavilion], Ye Tian used the space fist to instantly kill thousands of low-level black-armored fighters trained by Daoist Chasing Dreams.

"Master Mo, Dean Mo! If there is nothing else to do, I will set off!" Ye Tian cupped his hands, shook the wings on his back, and flew towards the south gate of Mojia City.

"Take care of yourself!"

Mo Yang and Mo Yin were watching Ye Tian's figure disappear, and immediately disappeared in place out of thin air, and went to raise food.

...

The south gate of Mohist City.

Hundreds of black-armored warriors with swords formed four teams and patrolled back and forth with square steps, so that pedestrians who entered and left the city with their ID tokens did not dare to make a sound.

Ye Tian smiled faintly when he saw this scene, and was about to go out when a burly black-armored warrior with a sword reached out to stop him: "Stop, take out your identity token!"

"Here!" Ye Tian handed the student identity token of Mohist Academy to the burly warrior.

"So it's Lord Ye!" The burly black-armored soldier looked at the identity token, and his tone of speech immediately became respectful: "Are you going out of the city alone?"

"En!" Ye Tian nodded.

The burly warrior handed the identity token to Ye Tian: "Then you have to be careful, there are all refugees outside, and there is a robbery team composed of robbers among them."

"I know!" Ye Tian smiled.

"Then please!" The burly warrior stepped aside.

"Yeah!" Ye Tian walked out of the south gate calmly.

To his surprise.

The originally wide ground under the city wall at the south gate was full of temporary tents, and many refugees were noisily moving about in it. Looking around, they couldn't see the end.

In the canals on both sides of the official road, corpses can be seen floating in it from time to time, exuding a disgusting stench.

None of this is the point.

The key point is to help tens of thousands of skinny refugees lying on the ground, in the grass, or on stones at will, dying, as if they would die at any time.

"These refugees can't go on like this!" Seeing this scene, Ye Tianjian couldn't help but frowned: "If it doesn't work out, the plague will break out at any time."

"Alas..." Ye Tian, ​​helpless, was about to use his flying power to leave, when suddenly a scene on the official road in the distance made him stop and watch.

It turned out to be an old man with white hair, and a girl in red was distributing food to the refugees in line.

The weird thing is.

There was no one to maintain order, and these refugees did not appear to be looting.

Xiao Nuomi hiding in the Chaotic Source Space said: "Master! These refugees are so pitiful! How about we also distribute some food to them like that old grandfather!"

"Do you have food?" Ye Tian asked with a wry smile.

"No, but I have spirit stones!" Xiao Nuomi who was in the Chaotic Source Space took out the storage bag and raised it.

"What's the use of having spirit stones now, I guess they can't buy much food!" Ye Tian shook his head helplessly, and immediately walked towards the white-haired old man.

He wants to see it.

Who in Mojia City would be so kind.

approached.

Xiao Nuomi, who was in the Chaotic Source Dimension, yelled out: "My God, it turns out that this old man is a strong man at the peak of God of War. No wonder no refugees dare to mess around."

"Oh..." Ye Tian was taken aback.

And at this moment.

A group of dozens of black-armored soldiers patrolling at the south gate surrounded the stall where the white-haired old man was distributing food.

One of the black-faced and black-armored soldiers shouted: "Old guy, why is it you again? How many times have I told you to show kindness and not be at the gate of the city, or I will be scolded by the boss in charge."

"Hehe...Little brother! Be flexible, I'll finish the distribution right away!" The white-haired old man smiled and cupped his hands.

"No!" The black-faced and black-armoured soldier waved his hands impatiently: "Get out immediately, if our boss sees it, I will be scolded again."

"Who is your boss? Is this unreasonable?" Ye Tian, ​​who was watching from the sidelines, interrupted and asked.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand this black-faced and black-armored warrior, and he really didn't have any sympathy.

However, what Ye Tian didn't expect was that.

It was his unreasonable sentence, but it angered the black-faced and black-armored fighters. There was almost no room for relaxation, and he was surrounded by dozens of black-armored fighters.

"Boy, grandpa wants to die for you!" The black-faced and black-armored soldier pulled out his saber with a gloomy face, with a terrifying murderous look in his eyes.

"Hmph! Really?" Ye Tian sneered, he knew that the black-faced and black-armored warrior was trying to intimidate him, so just to tell the truth, the black-armoured warrior has no right to decide anyone's life or death.

At this moment, the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

The black-faced and black-armored warrior didn't expect Ye Tian to be tough, and he didn't know how to step down, but the white-haired old man stood up and spoke cheerfully: "Okay, okay! There's no need for you to get angry over old things. Can't I go?"

"Grandpa, you don't have to go!" Ye Tian said seriously with his hands behind his back: "If you want to distribute food to refugees here in the future, you can do so at any time."

"Oh..." The white-haired old man was taken aback.

Hearing the words, the black-faced and black-armored warrior became furious. He pointed at Ye Tian's nose and cursed, "Who do you think you are, kid! How dare you make decisions without authorization?"

"Hmph! Then you can see clearly with your dog's eyes!" Ye Tian took out the Wushan Token and waved it in front of the black-faced and black-armored warrior.

He knew that few people in the black-armored warrior would know about the Kunpeng Token, but if he took out the Wushan Token, it would definitely have a great deterrent effect.

Because in Mojia City, no one knows Wushan's token, even though they don't know Wushan's mother-in-law, she is the master of Mo City Lord and Dean Mo.

as expected.

When the black-faced and black-armored warrior saw the Wushan Token in Ye Tian's hand, he was taken aback for a moment, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fright, and knelt down on the ground trembling and speechless.

Seeing this, dozens of other black-armored warriors also quickly knelt down.

"Get out!" Ye Tian, ​​who was very angry, raised his leg and kicked the black-faced and black-armored soldier fiercely: "Go back and tell your boss, tell him to pack up and go home to sell sweet potatoes."

"Selling sweet potatoes?" The black-faced and black-armored soldier raised his head suspiciously.

The implication is that I don't understand the meaning of Ye Tian's words.

Ye Tian laughed angrily, and even said: "I don't understand this. Being an official doesn't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. My idea is to tell him to go away, he is not worthy of being a black-armored soldier."

"Yes! Yes!" The black-faced and black-armored warrior got up and ran away in a hurry along with other black-armored warriors.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled at this scene, cupped his hands and said to Ye Tian, ​​"Who are you from Grandma Wushan?"

"It's not anyone, I can only say we know each other!" Ye Tian replied.

He didn't want to talk about the past when he met Granny Wu Shan.

The white-haired old man thought that Ye Tian was perfunctory, so he didn't ask any more questions at the moment, but took out a golden storage bag and handed it to Ye Tian: "There are ten million spirit stones in here, I want to ask the adults to help me." How about buying 10 million grains in Mojia City and distributing them to refugees?"

"Hehe..." Ye Tian smiled wryly: "Mojia City doesn't have any extra food now! No matter how many spirit stones you have, it's useless."

"Isn't it?" The white-haired old man couldn't believe it.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Ye Tian said helplessly, "To tell you the truth, I came out this time to raise food."

"Hey! It's not that I don't believe you, but seeing these homeless refugees, they have no clothes, no food to eat, I really can't stand it!" The white-haired old man shook his head, his words were full of worry .

Ye Tian fell silent.

For some reason, the words of the white-haired old man left him speechless.

Roller~~~!

A team of dozens of black-armored warriors cleaning up the carcasses of the red-gold locust in Mojia City passed by on the official road in front of him. Among them were several scorched carcasses of the red-gold locust, which made Ye Tian's eyes brighten.

He turned to look at the white-haired old man: "How many refugees are there in Mojia City?"