Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 86 The Old Man Was Injured

Upon hearing her words, the tree retracted its branches and vines, transforming into a sapling as tall as a person, and hopped over to the aircraft.

He handed a bag full of crystal cores to Ye Qiumian, then leaped up and jumped onto the aircraft.

Then two tendrils stretched out, gripping the edge tightly, as if afraid that the aircraft would be blown away once it took off.

Ye Qiumian circulated her spiritual energy, activating the spirit stones on the flying vehicle.

The aircraft took off.

Ye Qiumian carried the big tree and headed in the direction of Chu Qingyang and the others.

While searching for the zombie horde, she had no idea how far she and the tree had flown.

Even when she released her divine sense, she couldn't see any trace of the highway.

She could only rely on her senses to fly in one direction.

After flying for a while, the highway finally appeared within the range of divine sense.

Two long lines of cars on the highway were still moving slowly forward.

On the fields on both sides of the highway, the figures moving about were all people walking to the state capital base.

Just then, a small, thin figure suddenly flew out from the crowd.

From a distance, Ye Qiu Mian couldn't see who the person was, but a sudden feeling of displeasure rose in her heart.

Since that person could stir her emotions, it meant that she had some connection with him.

Then go and see what's going on.

Ye Qiumian controlled the aircraft and flew towards the highway.

As they approached, they saw a fierce-looking man kick an old man in the back.

"Damn it, you're lucky I've taken a liking to your black steamed bun, and you still dare to defy me? I'll beat you to death."

The man was cursing and swearing, spitting everywhere.

The two children, their faces filled with terror, clung to the old man and wailed.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..."

The child's voice was filled with deep fear.

Ye Qiu Mian recognized the person at this moment; it was the old man who sold her wooden hairpins in Lincheng.

At this moment, the fierce man was annoyed by the noise of the two children, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

He raised his foot again and viciously kicked the child who was crying the loudest.

Ye Qiu Mian's eyes turned cold, and she unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, instantly blasting the man away.

The man crashed into the crowd, hitting two people in the process.

It just so happens that those two people were in cahoots with him.

The two men let out a wail, their anger reaching its peak.

They shoved him away and stood up, wincing and clutching the spot where he had been hit, which was now throbbing with pain.

Then he looked menacingly in the direction of the attack.

"Damn it, who, who is attacking us?" one of the men, who had shifty eyes, shouted.

Before he could finish speaking, a pinkish-white object suddenly appeared in front of him from a distance.

Ye Qiumian stepped off the flying artifact, and the tree had already transformed into vines, wrapping around her arms.

She withdrew her spiritual energy, and the flying vehicle instantly transformed into a petal the size of a palm.

Ye Qiumian took the flying artifact in her hand and put it back into her spatial storage.

When the two men saw that the woman who had arrived was a stunningly beautiful woman with fair and jade-like skin, they were immediately filled with lust.

They instantly forgot who had just attacked them.

Especially when they saw that Ye Qiumian's magical artifact could change size and even carry people in flight.

The two men looked at Ye Qiumian with intense greed in their eyes.

If he had such advanced technology, would he still be traveling so slowly? Thinking this, the shifty-eyed man unhesitatingly conjured several small knives in his right hand and instantly hurled them at Ye Qiu Mian…

For a level two metal-type ability user like him, dealing with a woman would be a piece of cake.

These days, the three of them have been bullying and lording it over this group of people, relying on his own level two superpower.

They simply used the rations that others carried as their mobile granaries.

Whenever they were hungry, the three of them would grab someone at random and force them to hand over food.

Those who didn't have it were beaten up, and those who had it but refused to hand it over were beaten to death by the three men, who then took away their grain.

There aren't many people with superpowers in the crowd; most of them have only level one superpowers.

Level 2 ability users have acquired a certain level of strength and can either join various factions or teams.

In short, they will not be reduced to ordinary people.

This tall, shifty-eyed man had previously joined a small faction.

As a result, he was driven out by that faction because he stole someone else's supplies.

Later, when he mingled among ordinary people, he discovered how wonderful life could be.

No one had a higher level of superpower than him, so he started to bully and oppress the crowd.

This group of people didn't have much food left, even if they did.

It's either filthy or moldy.

Only this old man still had more than twenty black steamed buns.

It tastes a bit awful, but it's still better than eating moldy food.

So the three of them found the old man and asked him to hand over all the steamed buns.

The old man had two grandchildren to support, so he naturally refused to hand over the steamed buns and was pushed to the ground by the man lying on the ground.

The steamed bun was stolen, and the old man was also beaten up.

Having been accustomed to committing all sorts of evil deeds among this group, the three of them had long since lost all sense of their own limitations.

At this moment, his pride as a man surged wildly, overwhelming his already limited intelligence.

The people around them had different expressions, and some of them, like the two men, had greed in their eyes.

But many more retreated quietly, looking wary.

The man who was blasted away by Ye Qiumian's spiritual energy was now lying on the ground, motionless.

If either of the two men in his group had even glanced at him, they would have realized he was already lifeless.

Seeing the sharp knife hurtling towards her, Ye Qiumian gently waved her hand.

The knives were instantly shattered and disappeared, while the remaining spiritual energy struck the man fiercely.

As the man flew backward, he spat out a mouthful of blood and slammed heavily to the ground.

The other man finally got scared and retreated in panic, trying to escape.

"Big Tree," Ye Qiumian called softly.

Before she finished speaking, a vine suddenly shot out from her wrist and tied the man up.

No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the shackles of the tree's vines.

Another man who had fallen to the ground was about to get up when a middle-aged man suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

He held a dagger in his hand and plunged it deep into the man's heart.

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.

He forcefully pulled the dagger out and, howling in frustration, stabbed it several more times.

Finally, as if all his strength had been drained, he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and hot tears streamed down his face.

Seeing that the man was tied up and couldn't escape, Ye Qiumian turned to look at the old man.

She knelt down beside the old man and gently turned him over so that he lay flat on his back.

The old man's face was deeply lined with dirt and blood, and his breath was very faint.