Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 374 - 223 Empty city

Chapter 374: 223 Empty city

"Hero."

Wang Jiayun heard the sound of the door opening, turned around, approached Fang Zhixing with a bowed greeting, and revealed a shallow smile that was very comforting.

Fang Zhixing nodded and sincerely praised, "Hmm, as expected of a daughter from a reputable family, standing gracefully, beautiful as flowers and the moon."

Wang Jiayun’s pretty face blushed slightly as she lowered her head, "This humble girl is but ordinary, as long as the hero doesn’t despise me, that’s all I could wish for."

The moment the words were spoken, Xigou walked out of the room. Upon seeing Wang Jiayun, the dog’s eyes widened slightly and he telepathically said, "Wow, this lady here’s got some looks. The conditions are there to make a move."

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but roll his eyes and said speechlessly, "Yin Yang Harmony isn’t something just anyone can handle."

Xigou disagreed, responding, "Wang Jiayun is now alone and defenseless. With your strength, just give her some benefits, and she’ll naturally fall for you, even throwing herself into your arms, ready to undress."

"Cut it out, don’t look down on people with your dog eyes."

Fang Zhixing scoffed and replied, "Think carefully about what kind of person Wang Jiayun is.

Her entire family was killed by Yue Pingjiang, and she was the only one who escaped. It might have been luck, but there must be elements of wisdom and strength as well.

Moreover, after escaping the massacre, she didn’t immediately flee far away. Instead, she hid in Black Stone Town, waiting for an opportunity. What kind of brains and courage is that?

Also, after seeing me kill the rebels, she decisively chose to ally with me, luring me with interests, and within a few words managed to drag me into the water.

Now, in the midst of chaos, she deliberately looked repulsive before, but today she purposely displayed her beauty. Why?"

Fang Zhixing concluded, "Brains are a good thing, and you might not have as much as Wang Jiayun. Be careful around this woman!"

"..."

Xigou, at a loss for words, was momentarily speechless.

Dada dada~

Before long, the carriage left the inn, crossed the main street, and continued on its way out of Xifeng Town.

Wang Jiayun drove the carriage along the official road, heading towards Yulan County.

After half a day, people began to appear in increasing numbers on the official road.

"Hero, they’re all fleeing for their lives..."

Wang Jiayun reminded.

Fang Zhixing lifted the curtain to look. On both sides of the road, crowds were heading in the opposite direction to the carriage, many being refugees with families in tow.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing instructed, "Find out, where are they coming from?"

Wang Jiayun stopped the carriage and intercepted a few refugees, chatting with them for a moment.

Soon, she returned to the carriage and said carefully, "Hero, these people have fled from the direction of Yulan County."

Fang Zhixing was surprised, "What, has Yulan County already been occupied by the rebels?"

"No."

Wang Jiayun shook her head, "However, they’ve heard that the rebels will attack the city soon. Fearing to be caught in the crossfire, they’ve chosen to flee."

She added, "Someone said they decided to run only after hearing that the Lord County Magistrate has already abandoned the city and fled."

Fang Zhixing realized the situation and mused, "No matter, we have brought enough provisions."

Wang Jiayun nodded and continued driving.

At dusk, the carriage arrived at Yulan County.

The city gates were wide open with not a guard in sight.

The carriage entered the city.

Fang Zhixing stepped out of the carriage and surveyed the surroundings, noticing that the entire thoroughfare was completely devoid of pedestrians.

The wind carried Falling Leaves, swirling about on the deserted main street.

The whole city was silent, with nine out of ten households empty.

"Damn, everyone’s run off; this is a dead city!"

Xigou was astonished as he’d never seen an entire city, which might have housed tens of thousands, all but deserted.

Wang Jiayun was moved and said, "The Great Rebel Greed Wolf is extremely brutal. Wherever he goes, the rebels he leads slaughter indiscriminately, often ravaging cities. Of the seven captured cities, four have already been subjected to massacres.

The common people are either forced to join the rebel army or are killed."

Fang Zhixing looked away, pondering, "It’s getting dark, let’s find a place to stay, and we’ll leave tomorrow."

"Yes."

Wang Jiayun drove the carriage near the South Gate, entering an unoccupied house.

The two and the dog quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Xigou’s ears twitched, and he suddenly woke up, about to pass a message.

But he saw Fang Zhixing had already sat up in bed.

Seeing this, Xigou sheepishly closed his mouth.

Although he was a dog with acute hearing, Fang Zhixing was of Nine Ox Realm, and his ears were even sharper.

Fang Zhixing got out of bed and telepathically said, "Someone has climbed over the wall and sneaked into the courtyard."

Xigou responded, "Mhm, I heard only one set of footsteps."

A man and a dog rushed out the door, only to see a dark figure stealthily opening the door and then turning to drag the carriage.

The shadow was slender and clumsy, seemingly not even knowing how to lead a horse by the reins.

From the looks of it, the figure was clearly trying to steal the carriage.

"Cough~"

Fang Zhixing suddenly coughed.

Startled, the figure panicked, dropped the reins, and started to run outside.

"Woof~"

Xigou suddenly jumped in front of the dark figure, blocking the doorway, cutting off his escape.

Still determined, the shadow ran towards the courtyard wall, attempting to climb and escape, but after climbing a bit, a hand slipped, and he fell down.

"Aiyo yo..."

The figure rolled to the ground, clutching his waist in pain.

Fang Zhixing lit a firelight and shone it over, revealing a ragged-looking youth with disheveled hair, dressed in tattered clothes, appearing to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

"Are you a beggar?"

Fang Zhixing asked expressionlessly, irked from having his sleep disturbed.

The youth blustered, "Who’s a beggar, I’m from the Blood Axe Gang."

As he spoke, he pulled a rusty hatchet from behind his back, so corroded that even chopping firewood with it seemed like a