"Ye Gongfeng, I have asked someone to clean up all the spiritual medicines and soul stones." Zhao Guoxian walked over, looked at Ye Xiu's voice with a respectful expression, and said, "The elixir room in the palace has been destroyed. Look, do you want them to send it to the Yu family first?"

"Convert all the spiritual medicines and soul stones into silver and send them to these disaster-stricken people." Ye Xiu shook his head, looked at the collapsed houses, the corpses buried deep in the ruins, and the rebirth after the disaster, but there was no joy. He was just looking for relatives or ordinary people who were cleaning up the ruins, and his mood became inexplicably heavy.

There was even a hint of guilt!

He didn't expect that this immortal, a mixed world, was even more cruel than he thought, and was even cold-blooded and ruthless. Without constraints, powerful warriors could massacre cities, destroy clans, and even talk nonsense. And these ordinary people seemed to be accustomed to such a life.

Suffered from slaughter.

I won’t complain, what is the difference between this and grass mustard? When I heard Ye Xiu’s words, “Convert it into silver and send it to others”, a strange light flashed in Luo Yuheng’s eyes. He looked at the ruins and said, “Yu family worshipped, Ye Xiu, killed countless powerful enemies in the Demon Sword Pavilion, killed several Yuanying realms, protected my gods and survived. He also donated all the spiritual medicines and soul stones to help everyone rebuild their homes. I announced in the name of the national teacher that one person in the disaster-stricken family died and could receive two thousand silver coins, and the reconstruction of the house was also the responsibility of the royal family…”

Rumble!

Soul power shocks.

Luo Yuheng's voice instantly spread throughout the city. Everyone who had originally had a blank expression on his face, heard that his home could be rebuilt. With two thousand silver coins and life could continue, he was silent for a moment and suddenly raised his head and looked at the direction of the imperial city. His eyes were red and he swallowed even more, saying, "Ye Gongfeng Da Ye."

"Do... Xie Ye worshipped me."

Someone, who knelt on the ground with a 'thump', fell to his head and cried, saying, "Woooooo... Ye Gongfeng, my daughter is not one year old, I will thank her... Thank you, and I have this head, I will kowtow you for my dead old woman."

Woo woo!

All kinds of crying, wailing and gratitude were mixed together, shocking.

Ye Xiu was also a little moved, and what followed was bitterness. If the Demon Sword Pavilion was the murderer, then he was the culprit. The trouble he caused was caused was borne by these ordinary people. However, not only did they not have any resentment, they were also grateful to themselves, which made him feel a sense of panic.

"The foolish people like them are the most pitiful and cute, you can feel it." Luo Yuheng said softly, "Compared with the intrigue of Sheng Tang, it is still a relief here. If it weren't for the scarcity of resources, I would rather stay here for the rest of my life."

"Are you a member of the Holy Tang?" Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment and looked at Luo Yuheng with some surprise. He was really surprised. He remembered that the Holy Tang was not close to here on the map. At least dozens of dynasties like Zhou Wu were separated from each other, and there were endless mountains. If Luo Yuheng was really a member of the Holy Tang, his thoughts would have begun to become active. This was related to whether he could find Qin Lanyue and the others as soon as possible, so naturally he would not dare to be careless at all.

Isn't he from Sheng Tang?

Luo Yuheng's eyes circulated, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, which was very confused. Logically, people like Ye Xiu who are familiar with Qihuang alchemy should at least come from a sect above the third grade. However, when he heard his words, he seemed not familiar with the Holy Tang, but he was still very interested. He pursed his lips and looked at Ye Xiu, and said, "You... seem to be very interested in the Holy Tang?"

"I have heard of it before, but I haven't been there yet, so I asked a few curiously." Ye Xiu nodded, but did not deny it. He looked at Luo Yuheng and smiled, saying, "If there is nothing else, you can talk to me about the Shengtang."

"Let's talk about the matter about the Holy Tang, let's talk about it back to the palace." Seeing more and more people on the street, a great national master and a super strong man who killed countless Nascent Souls, he stood on the street and chatted like what he said?

“…”

at the same time.

"Dang, Dang..." The Soul Refining Sect, which was thousands of miles away, suddenly a alarm bell rang, and the sound of the bell spread throughout the sect in an instant.

More and more elders and disciples gathered towards the main hall. Longhu, who had just ascended to heaven, was led by Longhu, and Fu Fengxue, both looked confused.

"Hey, what happened to that person?" Seeing a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect passing by, Longhu waved his hand and called him over, and asked curiously.
Chapter completed!