Looking at the stubborn little girl, the eyes of several guards also turned to the long sword in her hand.

But at this moment, there was still hesitation among them, after all, Emenas' name was there.

"Bitch!"

Seeing that the girl was motionless, the fat guard slapped him. Without any precaution, Jena did not completely dodge for a moment, and was slapped halfway, and a burning feeling came from her face.

"How many more times do I have to say it?"

"Hurry up." The few people shouted.

The guards around also became tough, feeling that the girl was openly resisting and not giving them face.

Why.

Do everyone who leaves the city need to be inspected? Are they really doing this for the sake of the residents in the city?

I always feel something is wrong.

Jena's rationality and emotions conflicted with each other. She was an obedient and good child. Faced with such righteous scolding, her heart was inevitably shaken.

Dong--

A stone hit the back of the guard just now and then landed on the ground.

"who?"

The guard shouted angrily, and the other guards turned around and looked around, but still didn't see who took action.

Another small stone was thrown out from somewhere, gently hitting Jena's back, allowing her to catch it with her keen backhand, and then holding it. While the guards around turned around and looked around, she looked back and saw that the wrist hiding behind the house made a gesture to her.

It seemed as if in a moment, the wrist was retracted to avoid being seen by other guards.

Seeing this scene, Jena gradually felt relieved.

Next, a few more stones were thrown out and smashed on the guards' heads, making them scream in pain.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Jena walked out of the guard's siege, turned over and rushed out of the city. Even if someone stopped her, she was knocked away with a scabbard.

After riding outside the city for a while, she slowly stopped when she saw that there were no pursuers behind her. Then she found a corner of the woods to hide the horse here, then turned back to the side of the road, hiding quietly behind the tree and waiting.

On the way, people who walked out of the city one after another. After a man with a dark brown cloak passed by, Jena stood up.

"Please wait a moment."

The passerby turned around and turned out to be an uncle with a stubborn face. Seeing his slightly vicissitudes of face, it seemed that he was not surprised that Jena suddenly called him.

"Thank you for your help." Jena knew that this was the one who threw stones to help her just now, and she was also the scimitar who last night.

"It's nothing, but you, be careful when you go out." After the uncle answered briefly, he prepared to continue riding his horse.

"Please wait, where are you going?" asked Jena.

"I don't know, walk around." The uncle answered casually.

"Please wait a moment, I'm going to Fengyan City, maybe it's just a little distance away." After Jena called out the uncle, she pulled out the horse from the depths of the woods, then rode forward and walked side by side with the uncle.

"Little girl, you are so unprepared. You can just walk with strangers like this, but there will be problems." Although the uncle said so, he did not leave early.

"But I think the uncle is a good person." Jena said.

"Haha, I'm not a good person." He laughed, then whipped the horse whip and increased his speed.

Following Jena behind her, they also accelerated, and the two of them chatted casually without saying a word, walking towards the west side.

...

"Where is uncle from? I can't guess what you say," Jena asked curiously.

"Me? Nowhere, I'm wandering everywhere anyway. Sometimes I find some work to make some money." He said casually.

As the road progressed, the two walked in the wilderness and watched the sunset gradually set in the distance.

"Ha, it seems that I will sleep in the wild today." The uncle said.

Afterwards, the two found a place to go against the lee, tied the horses, and then found some dead wood and raised the bonfire.

Around the warm bonfire, Jena talked about her experience. She came from a mercenary family. Although her father was not around for many years when she was a child, she lived a wealthy life and had a good childhood.

"I'm not so lucky. When I was a child, my family was hard, I did a lot of tiring work, and I have seen many unhappy things." The uncle talked about his past lightly.

"How do you think of the Longji Sect and the Bow Hunting Sect?" Along the way, Jena buried many difficult questions and depressions in her heart.

"It's all scumbags, there's nothing to say." The uncle took off his boots, smelled them, and then shook off the soil in his boots.

Jena covered her nose and continued to ask, "Then why did you help the bow hunting sect in the city yesterday?"

"This is easy to say. Although it's all bad, it seems that the bow hunting pie is a little bit worse at the moment."

"But that's it. I advise you to see people from both sides avoiding them." The uncle added.

"But, there are only these two factions in China at present."

"So, this is a corrupt country, and the fields are full of rotten bugs."

"But there are some simple and kind villagers, too." Jena said hesitantly.

"Maybe, that's just that they don't have a chance. If they are organized into the team of two factions, they will become the same in less than three days and will not stand any test." The uncle whistled, took out the dried meat strips from the saddle, skewed them with wooden sticks, and baked them on the fire.

"I didn't believe it at first, but judging by how you were, you deserve to come out of Emenas." The uncle looked at the girl next to the fire.

"What does it look like?" Jena asked in confusion.

"How to say it, it's ideal and naive. Perhaps Emenas is indeed a good place to protect your children well and let you see the beautiful and kind side of the world."

"Just take what the guard said to you in the morning."

"You were actually hesitating at that time, right? You could easily break through with your own strength, but because you took into account the rules and laws, you didn't want to cross it at will."

"If I hadn't taken action, I'm afraid you would have been pulled into the house and put down your weapons by them."

"this...."

"Little girl, remember one thing. Not everyone's words are worth listening to and trusting."

"Some scumbags don't listen to a word of what they say, don't believe it. Swords are the best words to deal with them."

"If you reason with them, they will use all kinds of benevolence, righteousness, morality, and overall justice to coerce you, and they will speak with confidence and righteousness."

"The truth is told to those good people who reason. To deal with these scumbags, it is simply an insult to yourself when you talk to them."

"How can we tell which scum and which are good people?"

"Then it depends on what he actually did. No matter how nice it sounds, what is the use of it. You can tell who he is at a glance when you do some bad things."
Chapter completed!