Meteor did promise to the soldiers of the First Battalion of the Inner Guard that if anyone who has reached the third level of cultivation will be rewarded with a Chakra Realm spirit beast, it was only when the Sifang City was in a disaster, the city was slaughtered, the Yan family was destroyed, and the Inner Guard was renamed the Flame Mercenary Group. This promise was also unresolved!

But the meteor has always been remembered in my heart.

Man, spitting and nailing!

He never forgot his promise to his soldiers.

Although this promise weighs more than ten thousand pounds and can make any prince breathless, the meteor is still silently placed on his shoulders.

Before leaving Sifang City to go to the Six-Meridian Divine Sect, Meteor was preparing to let Su Peng and a group of people solidify the chakra into the Chakra Realm. If possible, it would be best to send all the family generals around you and the seedlings who were once a hundred people into the Half-Step Chakra Realm to completely stabilize the control of the Flame Mercenary Group over Sifang City.

According to preliminary estimates, at least more than 400 spiritual beast cores are required.

The amount of goods in hand is far from enough.

By the fifth day, the spiritual beasts in the Sunset Mountains were gradually becoming rare, and there were signs that they were being killed by meteors and Bing Xiaoqi was about to be killed.

In desperation, the two of them had to change places.

“Where are you going now?”

"Go to Lutian City."

"good."

"Sit up..."

...

There are crematoriums everywhere outside the city of Lutian City. Five thousand refugees are wrapped in thick cloth strips with their mouths and noses, and thick cloth strips with their hands and feet. They are busy inside and outside the city, transporting corpses back and forth.

There were more than a dozen rotten and stinky corpses piled up on the flatbed trucks. The person who pushed the corpses dared not look straight ahead. His head was buried deep under his shoulders, and he pushed it towards the crematorium according to the white lines. He went to the place and shook the pit that had been dug in advance. The body rushed into the fire. Then the flatbed truck returned to the city with the people and continued the next trip.

The lord and guards of Lutian City were clearing out the city in advance, watching the crowds of numbly, watching the crowds of corpses sent into the fire, and watching the streets in the city that were cleared out and sprinkled with white ash, except for silence.

After watching for a long time...

The Lord of the City of Lutian City was the first to be able to hold back and shook his head and sighed:

“Too slow!”

"grown ups?"

"I was wrong. I thought that 5,000 people would carry the bodies and clear the city, but I didn't expect that there would be so many trivial things to do..."

The Lord of the City of Lutian sighed:

"Make a cart, carry corpses, dig pits, fill them, mine, crush white lime, transport white ash, sprinkle ash, and even the water source in the city must be completely abandoned... There are too many things to do in a month, and it is impossible to finish it."

Yes, just digging the well and mining again, almost a thousand people were divided, and there were more other things, making fires and cooking, five thousand people with food, clear water, camping at night, all of which had to be divided.

Most of the man was separated, and the progress in the city was slow. It might not be possible to clear the entire city in two months, so that the city would be revitalized.

What's even more serious is that if these people accidentally come into contact with the plague too closely, they will inevitably be infected with the plague, become weak and reduce their work efficiency.

"Then, should I recruit a group of refugees from Sifang City?"

"Not only do we have to recruit the second batch of refugees, we also have to buy water, grain and medicine. Otherwise, these people will not be able to hold on, and the second batch of refugees will not enter at all."

The Lord of Lutian City wants to restore the past vitality of Lutian City as quickly as possible, and he doesn't care how much it costs.

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh:

"The same city lord, why can the city lord of Sifang City escape from this disaster, but I ended up like this."

“…”

At this moment, there was a sudden quarrel sound below, and the refugees nearby put down their work and ran over.

"What happened?"

The Lord of Lutian City frowned slightly.

"I guess it was a refugee who discovered something good again and was discovered by his brothers." The guards around him were already used to this.

The refugees were hired to do things at a high price, and the guards would not say anything, but if any refugees found a very valuable treasure from the corpse, some of the guards would still not help but snatch them over - after all, everything here is owned by Lutian City, and behind them is the Lord of Lutian City.

really!

When a group of people arrived at the city, they found two refugees holding decorative swords with green scabbards in their hands. The scabbards were inlaid with more than a dozen gems of different colors. The shapes were gorgeous and beautiful. They were worth a lot of money at first glance, and at least they could be worth a thousand gold. No wonder the guards were jealous and refused to let go.

"Save it!"

"A bunch of untouchables!"

"I don't know that everything here is from our Lutian City? These things are of course ours, and they have nothing to do with you foreign bastards."

"You can get so many corpses in the city, you can get them yourself. There are so many good things. Since you are afraid of getting sick, stay by your side and see if we get rich." The refugees who work are not willing to be outdone. After shouting, many people immediately surrounded him and confronted the guards.

This is a must.

The refugees are originally vulnerable groups. If they do not help each other at this time, the benefits of Lutian City have nothing to do with them.

So no matter who it is, no matter how valuable it is, once a guard covets it, everyone will make a statement for it without hesitation.

In the past two days, many refugees have obtained good things from the corpses of the plague in Lutian City, ranging from dozens of gold to hundreds of thousands of gold!

"that is!"

"We got this ourselves, and it has something to do with you?"

"If it weren't for us, wouldn't this thing be thrown into the fire in the end?"

"Why will you snatch it away if you get it!"

The refugees said everything they said, and immediately snatched the guards to their faces as if they were ashen:

"A group of lowly species, if you hadn't brought the virus from the border to Tianbao County and to Lutian City, our Lutian City would have become like this? Do you still want to steal the things from Lutian City?!"

"Fuck! Which eye did you see that we brought the plague? If I were brought by me, I would have died long ago..."

"ungrateful!"

"We worked hard to come to Lutian City to help, and we were scolded, brothers! Let's just stop doing it! Let's go!"

"Yes!" "Go!"

"Without us, it depends on when your Lutian City will be able to transform back from the Dead City!"

The guard was shocked and angry when he heard this:

"We paid! Whoever dares to leave, I will kill you!"

"Come on!"

"If you have the courage, kill us. We are now from Sifang City. If you dare to kill, I will ask the city lord to sue you and return to the city to promote your attitude towards us..." These refugees were also very smart. They took the weakness of Lutian City and expected that the other party would not dare to kill people.

The guard was furious, but he did not dare to ruin the city lord's major affairs. He rushed out of the crowd cursingly and left the sword alone.

The refugees burst into cheers like victory.

On the hillside thousands of meters away from Lutian City, hundreds of fierce auras, fully armed mercenaries quietly lurking outside to watch.

The person in charge was a bald man, and there were traces of suture on the position of the heavenly spiritual hood on his forehead, as if he had been tortured by a craniotomy, which was shocking:
Chapter completed!