Chapter 1168

Among the ancestral halls of the great Kun Dynasty.

This place is dedicated to the ancestors of the great Kun Dynasty. No matter they are alive or dead, they will leave a soul card to worship here.

Big Kun son of heaven led many strong people, looking at the ancestral hall with panic, that one burst soul card!

If the soul card is broken, it means that the person above is dead.

"The second king of Dakun died!"

"The third generation of emperor Dayun died!"

"The fifth king of Dakun died!"

“……”

"The first emperor of Dakun died!"

With a burst of crackling sound, the top row of soul cards in the ancestral hall burst.

"Dead Dead... "

"How could it be, how could it be, how could the old emperor die?" the emperor called Yanqing! "

the first generation of the emperor is the one who created the great Kun Dynasty. Its strength is also known as the first person of the great Kun Dynasty, which is closest to the legendary emperor.

Now even his soul card is broken.

"No, I don't believe it!!!"

Da Kun's son roared, and his face was full of anger and fierce violence: "check, give me a good check, even if I do my best, I want the thief to break the body!"

"Here!"

Behind him, a dozen strong breath voices echoed, and then rushed out.

"Boom..."

At this moment, a foot falls from the sky and steps on the palace of the grand universe, just like a giant split the ground.

In the inner part of the ancestral hall, there were all kinds of screams. Some people tried to rush out, but how could they do it.

It's really that foot is too big. It directly covers the whole palace.

Da Kun royal family, destroy it!

The only ten martial saints left in Dakun are dead!

In the void, ye Chen slowly takes back his right foot and looks at Wu Gaomin, the old man in purple, who is full of horror, calmly: "this foot is a gift from ye to Ying! “

……

In Dongzhang village, the sky is getting brighter and the sun is rising from the other side of the mountain, trying to shine the sun on the whole earth.

However, against the background, Dongzhang village is bleak, with ruins and ashes everywhere.

Lao zhangtou and hundreds of Lin'an people who fled to Dongzhang village began to renovate their temporary residences.

What a tragedy!

This is the only thought left by Lao Zhang.

He didn't sleep all night. First, he took people from door to door to search for a living, but all he saw was a cold and familiar corpse.

In other words, only their father and daughter survived in Dongzhang village.

And the hundreds of people who begged for it were displaced overnight, and they were too frightened, so they were already starving.

He could not help but find some food in other places. Fortunately, there were still half of the stored grain in the mansion outside councillor Zhang, which temporarily solved the problem of people's eating.

What troubles ordinary people is nothing more than food, clothing, shelter and transportation. For refugees, it is enough to have a stuttering and a temporary shelter.

But what to do next.

Lao zhangtou knows nothing!

After going through many difficulties overnight, he was numb and the only thought in his mind was to live.

At this point, he could not help but look at his daughter sitting at the entrance of the village, looking at half of the cake in his hand, and hesitated to go over: "girl, eat some."

Cuihua was unmoved, just like a stone carving. After a while, she said: "Dad, do you think the wood will come back?"

Through the accounts of the refugees who escaped, she has completely accepted the so-called wood, with the means of immortals.

"Yes, he will certainly come back."

Looking at his daughter's expectant eyes, Lao Zhang felt that his nose was blocked, and he turned around to arrange something else.

"Wood!!!"

The daughter exclaimed.

When he looked back subconsciously, he saw his daughter standing up and running happily towards the village entrance.

At that place, I saw a young man wearing a blue shirt and white hair standing slowly, smiling and moving against the wind.

"Wood!"

When Cuihua approaches, she is excited to hold Ye Chen, but then she seems to think of something, but stops her step.

She knew that this man was not the wood in the past, but the immortal in their mouth.

And she is not worthy of immortals.

Ye Chen light smile, walked to lightly patted her shoulder: "your father and daughter are OK I am at ease."

Cui Hua's eyes are dim, then she looks at Ye Chen in a daze, and then she says with a smile: "you really restore your memory?"

"Not bad."

Ye Chen I slightly nodded: "my name is ye Mingchen. I was exiled here because I was hurt by my enemy."

"Enemies?"

Cuihua's face changed slightly, as if she was nervous: "is your enemy very fierce?"

Although she didn't see ye Chen's means, they called him immortal. Isn't the immortal's enemy also immortal?

"All right."

Ye Chen smiles and shakes her head.

"Immortal......"

"Eunuch......"

At this time, there were many ragged and emaciated refugees in the village. When they were less than ten feet away from him, they all knelt down, grateful.

If ye Chen had not saved them on the way to Lin'an County, they would have died.

"Please get up."

As soon as ye Chen's hands were lifted, they found that they could not control their bodies and stood up. They were more shocked.

He glanced at the helpless and sad faces and sighed: "your family died in the war. Ye is very sympathetic, but it will be different from now on."

Next moment!

Wu Gaomin fell from the void to the ground.

Ye Chen took a look at Wu Gaomin and said, "this is the immortal of the emperor of daruo. He knows the emperor of daruo. Daruo is about to attack the emperor in an all-round way. I believe that when daruo unifies the emperor, he will be kind to you."

In the face of his comfort, no one squeaked, but looked at Wu Gaomin with disbelief.

Meeting the eyes of the people, Wu Gaomin nodded slightly and said: "I can guarantee that I will not bully you and others when my army enters the country. My emperor is diligent and loving to the people, and will treat you kindly. He will also redistribute the land, give you cattle and tax-free policies..."

Cheers came from the crowd.

Ye Chen looks in the eyes silently, he is not a saint, for these ordinary people, all he can do is these.

Fortunately, along the way, through the communication with Wu Gaomin, he learned that the emperor of daruo was different from the emperor of Dagun, and believed that these people would have a better life after they became the people of daruo.

……

Zhangji iron shop, built temporarily in shantytowns.

Ye Chen looked at the ruins around him, and couldn't help but flash a sigh in his eyes.

He had lived here for nearly a month. Before he woke up, he did not regard it as home.

At this point, he could not help bowing to the two men: "thank you for your care these days!"