Feng Xiao on the castle tower weighed the steamed buns in his hand, and after talking about the "major principles" of Datong, he then said to the refugees in the city: "I know you have not eaten for several days, so , I specially brought some steamed buns from the city to fill everyone's stomach! Are you okay?"

His attitude and tone are as if he is the savior of the world.

When the refugees in the city heard him say that he had food, they really regarded him as a savior, and they were passionate about him and worshipped him.

They shouted to Feng Xiao in the city: "Good, good! Great!"

"The son is really a good man!"

"Thank you son! Thank you son!"

...

"Hahaha!"

Feng Xiao in the city laughed out loud, very satisfied.

He finally threw down two or three steamed buns and threw them in the refugees. Then he watched the refugees fighting for one or two steamed buns under the city. Looking at this scene, he standing on the top of the tower was like a condescending man. , The "God" watching all beings!

"Hahahaha! Grab it! There's more here!" Feng Xiao laughed loudly, took out two steamed buns from the sack, and threw them down the tower.

It's like feeding fish.

The refugees in the city are like a school of fish, rushing to the steamed buns, squeezing into a pile of competition.

The Ergouzi on Zhou Hao's side could not even watch this scene.

It said to Zhou Hao: "Brother Hao, the bunch of **** in the city are too bullying!"

Daqingzi also scolded, "Is this still a human thing!"

Zhou Hao raised his head and stared at Feng Xiao, gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "After I enter the city, I must kill a piece of armor and not leave it! That kid, I must leave it to me!"

Ergouzi and Daqingzi nodded, and said, "Even if Brother Hao doesn't tell us, we will slaughter this city! Kill those rascals!"

Having said that, Er Gouzi asked again: "Brother Hao, just now you said that there is an old friend here, is that the kid? Who is he?"

Zhou Hao nodded and said, "That kid is the one I'm going to deal with this time. I'm going to cut it into eight pieces!"

As he was talking, Feng Xiao on the tower had already spotted them.

Because the refugees in the city were fighting for food, only Zhou Hao and the others were motionless, so they were extremely eye-catching.

However, the distance between the tower and the ground outside the city was very high, and due to the angle shadow, Feng Xiao could not see the face of the person who was not involved in the food fight, and he did not recognize Zhou Hao.

However, he already felt a familiar breath from the figure of that person alone...

"Who is that? So noble, dare you not accept the buns rewarded by Laozi?" Feng Xiao asked the guard beside him.

The guard glanced down and said contemptuously: "My son, you may be a fool if you look at it!"

"Only fools do not accept the rewards of the son." He said, and smiled flatteringly.

Feng Xiao smiled, and threw a piece of bun in his hand to the guard.

The guard solemnly caught it, as if he had received a precious reward, so he hurriedly bowed his head to thank Feng Xiao and said, "Thank you son for the reward!"

With a flattering smile, he seems to be a veteran who knows the truth!

Feng Xiao watched the defender's flattering performance. He felt comfortable and superior, so he laughed arrogantly.

At the same time as the laughter, he squinted at the figure below the city...