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At this time, there were rebellions everywhere in the territory. Dongying hid from place to place and ran towards the imperial city.

A few days later.

In a dark and damp corner, an extremely down and out teenager was curled up, his eyes revealing a hint of joy at surviving a disaster, but more of it was caution and fear.

The person who came looked like Dongying. Dongying's hair was messy, covered with dust and dirt, as if it had not been washed for a long time.

His face was covered with scars and bruises, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce fight. There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, as if everything around him might pose a threat to him.

His clothes were tattered, covered with patches and holes, barely covering his body. His pants were also worn out to the point that his skin was exposed at the knees.

His shoes were even more tattered, the soles were almost worn out and made a squeaking sound when he walked.

Dongying carried a tightly wrapped spear on his back. From time to time, he would take out the spear and hold it tightly in his hand, as if it was his only support.

His body was trembling slightly, as if he had not yet recovered from the disaster he had experienced.

Dongying walked on the road in a daze for a long time. He saw an inn in front of him, so he walked towards the inn. There were all kinds of people in the inn. Dongying found a seat and sat down.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps. His body immediately tensed up and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. He became cautious. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Dongying's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He could even hear his own heartbeat.

The footsteps finally stopped in front of him. Dong Ying raised his head and saw a tall man with a smile on his face. He said happily, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"

Dong Ying felt strange that this person did not see him in such a state and refused to receive him, but politely asked him what he wanted to eat. Dong Ying put down the tightly wrapped Liaoyuan spear and asked in confusion: "Innkeeper, what's going on outside?"

"Alas, the demons are about to start a rebellion again."

At this time, Dong Ying said: "Since the demons are coming, why don't you leave?"

"Alas, this world is like this. Ever since the death of the Lord King, there have been constant civil unrest in the territory. Now, wherever we go, there is instability. We can never go back to the peaceful and harmonious state we had before."

Dong Ying also remembered what his father and Xiao Yanzi's father had said, and then he said, "Yes, we can never go back to the way it was before."

Dongying stood up and said take care to the innkeeper.

At this time, the tavern owner saw that Dong Ying was relatively polite and reminded him, "If you want to escape now, follow these people and flee towards the Imperial City! The surrounding forces have already started a fight with the demons."

"Those of us who were closer to the Imperial City all fled to the Imperial City for refuge."

"Imperial City! What Imperial City?"

"Don't you even know the Imperial City?"

"The Moon Dynasty is one of the three major forces in our south. The closest force to these refugees in the north is the Heavenly Palace, so refugees from all directions will flock to the Heavenly Palace to seek shelter."

"For those of us who are close to the south, the closest to us is the power of the Moon Dynasty."

"So we can only seek refuge there. It is said that the Lord Emperor of the city there is also at the level of a Martial Emperor."

At this time, listening to the old man talking about the Martial Emperor, Dong Ying also thought of the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace who also had the strength of a Martial Emperor.

"Once you get there, you will be blessed."

Dong Ying then thanked the restaurant owner, “Thank you.”

Dongying followed the group of people and walked towards the imperial city.

At this moment, a group of flying demons suddenly flew over the sky. The people around Dong Ying immediately hid in the woods nearby, fearing that they would be discovered.

The small flying demons in the sky did not stop, but flew directly towards the Heavenly Palace.

At this time, when the demons had gone far away, Dongying and the refugees beside him stood up again and ran towards the direction of the imperial city.

At this time, after several days and nights of continuous running, night finally came, and Dongying found a bucket of water from the river and drank it.

Then he took out a piece of steamed bun from his package. When he was about to eat it, a little girl suddenly came out from the fleeing crowd. The little girl was walking alone. Her clothes were tattered, her hair was messy, and her face was covered with dust, but her eyes were still bright and moving. She looked at the steamed bun but didn't say anything.

At this time, Dongying pursed his lips, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and gave a small facial mask to the little girl.

"Little devil! Here, take it and eat it!"

The little girl ran towards her mother happily and told her.

"Mom, mom, a kind person gave me some steamed buns."

The little girl was innocent and only wanted the best for her mother. Suddenly, as she finished saying this, several people came over and snatched her steamed bun.

He also pushed the little girl to the ground. In the process, the little girl broke her knee and cried bitterly on the ground.

At this time, several burly men came up from behind and shouted, "Stop crying. If you cry again, I will kill you."

At this time, her mother beside her pulled her into her arms and apologized, saying, "Okay, okay! We won't make trouble anymore."

Dongying didn't intend to do anything about it, because he knew he didn't have the ability to do so now, and he could only watch.

The next day, the roosters crowed and the sky soon became bright, but the refugees had already set out on their journey.

After several days of travel, a large number of refugees finally saw the tall city wall they had longed for.

Under the ancient city wall, a group of ragged refugees gathered together.

Their faces were haggard, and their eyes revealed despair and fear.

These people come from different places. Some lost their homes due to war, and some were forced to leave their homeland due to natural disasters.

They waited outside the city gate with their only luggage, hoping to be able to enter the city and seek refuge.

The guards at the city gate looked at the refugees vigilantly, weapons in their hands, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

The refugees stood there silently, not daring to move at all. They knew that their fate was in the hands of these guards.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd. It turned out that a child had fainted due to hunger. The child's mother held him anxiously and asked for help from people around her.

However, no one could help her. At this time, a young woman came over, took out some food and water from her package and handed them to the child's mother. The child's mother looked at her gratefully with tears in her eyes.

At this time, the outside of the city wall was already crowded with people, all refugees who had come from all directions to seek refuge.

Suddenly, a loud command came from the gate: "Close the city gate immediately..."

Dongying was also a little panicked, and rushed into the city with the refugees around him.

Dongying was squeezed in the crowd and his package was snatched away, but it was too late for him to do anything about it.

Then Dongying was pushed into the city by the crowd, face to face and back to back.

At the same time, not long after Dongying entered, the door was closed tightly.