Is that considered a sword? (New book, please follow up)

When Chu Qingqing saw this scene, she felt a little moved in her heart and couldn't help but look at her brother.

"Let's step back." Chu Zheng shook his head and led Chu Qingqing in the opposite direction.

He knew very well that it was impossible for these refugees to enter Changdu.

Because these refugees entered, Qamdo was almost destroyed.

Not to mention, with so many refugees and the city gate so small, a stampede is likely to occur.

If you go there at this time, you are courting death.

Although Chu Qingqing didn't understand why her brother didn't take advantage of this time to follow the flow of people into Qamdo Mansion, but after more than a month, she had become accustomed to listening to her brother's words and followed Chu Zheng obediently.

"ah!!!"

"ah!!!"

"ah!!!"

After the two people retreated for a while, screams sounded at the city gate.

"The prefect has issued an order. Anyone who breaks into the city gate will be treated as a rebel army and will not be killed!" A roar sounded like a bell.

Chu Zheng looked and saw a soldier in armor blocking the city gate with a very large wooden shield.

"Get back quickly!" the soldier roared angrily and pushed hard, pushing hundreds of refugees back one step.

In an instant, an unknown number of people died due to the stampede.

"Xiang Wu from the Xiang family in Qamdo Prefecture has extraordinary talent. He is only thirty years old, and his martial arts has already reached the sixth level of bone refining." Suddenly, a voice came into Chu Zheng's ears.

Chu Zheng looked around and saw two Taoists standing not far away.

The clothes of these two Taoists were all very clean. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist with black and white hair and a goatee, holding a whisk in his hand.

The young Taoist in the back has a face like a crown of jade, piercing eyes, and is holding a bronze sword.

These two people were like immortals, standing on a stone, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding refugees.

Just when he was looking at it, the middle-aged Taoist among them suddenly felt something, turned his head, and looked at Chu Zheng with a pair of calm eyes.

When Chu Zheng saw those eyes, he immediately got goosebumps all over his body, and immediately pulled his sister and left in a hurry.

"It's interesting." The middle-aged Taoist suddenly said.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong?" Hearing this, the Taoist next to him looked curiously towards the direction in which Chu and Zheng were leaving.

But what caught his eye were just two homeless teenagers.

The middle-aged Taoist said: "I saw a swordsman."

"Swordsman?" The young Taoist felt a little incredible when he heard this.

He also saw the young man just now. What he had in his hand was just a rusty piece of iron.

There is no blade, no jaw, and even the handguard is just made of rags.

Can this kind of thing be considered a sword?

Looking at his nephew's expression, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said: "Feng Yangzi, although this young man is young, the sword in his hand is also very poor. But you can tell from the bloody aura on his body.

, at least a dozen people have died in his hands recently. How can such a person not be considered a swordsman?"

When Fengyangzi heard what he said, he looked surprised.

That young man is five or six years younger than him. Can he already know how to kill someone at such a young age?

"What a pity..." The middle-aged Taoist sighed softly.

It's a pity that the young man is already old, he is probably fourteen or fifteen years old now.

After his observation, he found that the other party had not practiced martial arts.

For young people of this age, if they have not practiced martial arts since childhood and laid a solid foundation, their future achievements will not be too high, and they will not even be able to cross the threshold of martial arts.

Otherwise, he really wanted to take the other party into the mountain gate.

Then, he looked at the refugees who were dispersed from the city gate, and resentment gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Uncle Master, we cannot interfere in the affairs of the imperial court." Fengyangzi saw the middle-aged man's expression and couldn't help but remind him.

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he was startled for a moment, and then he snorted and said, "This Lu family of Liang Kingdom will definitely be punished by heaven!"

Twenty years ago, the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect in Shu participated in the struggle for imperial power and wanted to help the King of Shu obtain the throne.

But not long after, the imperial court led a large army and razed the Shushan Sword Sect to the ground, killing everyone.

Even the first-grade grandmaster of the Shushan Sword Sect died at the hands of the imperial court.

This caused Jianghu to be extremely wary of the affairs of the imperial court.

"Uncle Master! Be careful what you say!" After hearing the middle-aged Taoist's words, Fengyangzi's expression changed drastically.

The middle-aged Taoist also realized that he had made a mistake, so he shut his mouth, then looked at Fengyangzi, smiled and said: "Fengyangzi, you are too cautious for your temper. Forget it, let's go to Dazhuang Village.

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"Yes, uncle." Fengyangzi responded.

When he mentioned Dazhuang Village, the middle-aged Taoist frowned.

Dazhuang Village is a village near their Liuyun Temple. Some time ago, there was news that the whole village was dead.

He didn't understand what kind of person could do such a crazy thing.

This did not take their Liuyun Temple seriously at all.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head and took Fengyangzi away.

On the other side, Chu Zheng and Chu Qingqing have found a place.

There are more than a dozen thatched sheds here.

The shed was built next to a vegetable field. Someone must have built it to look at the vegetable field in the past.

Just because of the refugees, many people have taken refuge in Qamdo Mansion, and the place is also deserted.

Here, in addition to Chu Zheng, there is also a family here.

There are four people in this family, a young couple and their son and daughter.

Of this pair of children, the eldest daughter looks about five or six years old, and the younger son looks about four or five years old. They both look sallow and thin.

When they saw Chu Zheng coming, the couple looked wary.

When Chu Zheng arrived, he nodded politely to the couple, and he and Chu Qingqing put down their bags in front of a shack.

Then, Chu Qingqing began to pick up some firewood under the shed.

Because it has been raining recently, the nearby wood has been soaked, so it is of no use. Only dry ones can be found under the shed.

Chu Zhengze sealed the shed so that the cold wind could not blow in.

After a while, a bonfire was lit.

There was some warmth in the damp and cold shack.

Chu Zheng took out the dried wolf meat that he had roasted before and placed it next to the campfire to roast.

It is worth mentioning that because they killed some people, they obtained some dry food, so they have not finished eating the dried wolf meat yet.

"Daddy... I'm hungry..." At this moment, the little boy saw the dried meat in Chu Zheng's hand, took his father's hand, and said softly.

Hearing the little boy's voice, Chu Zheng looked at him, feeling slightly surprised.

He had heard this sound more than a month ago, from the family who lived next to him that night.

It's just that Chu Zheng didn't expect that he and the other party were so destined that they would meet again today.

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