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Without saying a word, Chu Zhao pulled the old woman's husband behind him and handed him to A'ao, and held the sword in his hand tightly.

"You actually have weapons." The man said, "It seems you are good at kung fu. Come with me and I will give you an official position. How about that?"

"What official?" Chu Zhao asked.

When the man saw that he had a chance, he chuckled and said, "As long as you have real ability, you can be any official you want."

"I have."

Chu Zhao suddenly jumped up and struck out the Zhao Xi sword in the air. The sharp blade instantly split the man's body in half, as smoothly as a knife cutting tofu.

"Is this a real skill?" Chu Zhao put away his sword and asked.

The man's eyes looked at her in shock, and then his body split into two and fell to the ground.

Knives and torches fell around him.

"Ah!" His companion screamed in horror, turned around and ran away.

"I want to run!" Chu Zhao raised his hand, and the Zhaoxi sword flew away with a cold light, piercing the man from back to front and nailing him to the door.

In the blink of an eye, two people died. The old man was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak. Fortunately, Ah Ao was holding him up, so he would not sit on the ground.

"Old man, let's hide out first and wait for the people to leave before we come back to collect the body for my mother-in-law." Chu Zhao said, and without waiting for the old man to nod, he immediately asked Aao to carry the person on his back and escape through the back window.

There was a mountain behind the window. The three of them climbed out and ran directly to the mountain forest to hide.

Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, you can see the flickering torches in the village, people and horses running around in disorder, and the sound of crying. A quiet mountain village has turned into a Shura field in an instant.

"Old man, didn't you say they only caught strong men to steal things? Why did they also kill people?" Chu Zhao asked.

"None of the people who came before killed anyone, but the beasts this time are different." The old man cried, "Poor my poor old woman. When her son was taken away, she cried for three days and three nights. Only then did she feel better, but again……

God, we are all honest and responsible people, and we have never done anything harmful to nature. Why should we suffer such a misfortune? God's way is unfair, God's way is unfair! "

Chu Zhao felt very sad and could not say any words of comfort.

In the face of such misfortune, all comfort is in vain.

Whether it was the unfairness of heaven or the sinister nature of people's hearts, she couldn't tell. She just felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Sympathy for the people, sadness for the current situation, disappointment for the officials, and anger for the indiscriminate killers, in the end, all turned into helpless sighs.

For example, now, she has a sword in her hand, but she can only kill three or two gangsters, and then she hides in the mountains and watches the whole village being burned, killed, and looted.

Killing three people and saving one person is the limit of what she can do personally, and this is when the other party is caught by surprise.

If she desperately rushes down the mountain to confront the group head-on, no matter how sharp the Zhaoxi sword is, how many can she kill?

Chu Zhao sighed and looked up at the sky like the old man.

If there really is a god in the sky, did he see this disaster at this time?

Damn it, are you just watching and doing nothing?

Are you worthy of heaven?

Chu Zhao silently questioned God in his heart.

The next moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up from the ground, flying sand and rocks, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and there was a "click" of thunder in the sky.

The crying at the foot of the mountain seemed to stop for a moment, and in an instant, heavy rain poured down.

The torches were extinguished and the mountain became pitch black.

They heard nothing and saw nothing but the sound of wind, rain, and thunder.

"Old man, is there a cave nearby to take shelter from the rain?" Chu Zhao asked loudly.

"Yes, come with me." The old man said, holding Ao's hand, and based on his decades of memories of hunting and chopping firewood in the mountains, he led them to a cave in the dark.

The three of them were all wet, and there was no firewood or fire in the cave, so they could only live like this.

The old man was exhausted and sat down to rest against the stone wall. Chu Zhao stood at the entrance of the cave, lost in thought while listening to the sound of rain outside.

Aao stood beside her and accompanied her silently.

At this moment, three dreams related to the impermanence of black and white emerged in my mind extremely clearly.

"You are the founding empress."

"You drank Meng Po soup and temporarily lost your memory."

"The King of Hell asked you to come back and quell the troubled times. You want to seize King Jingnan's military power for your own use."

"You can't go any further. You have to go back to seize military power, bring peace to the world, and save the common people. This is your responsibility."

is it?

Is that right?

Is this really her responsibility?

Is she really Xihe Emperor?

Was she really the one who created this great empire of the Great Yan Dynasty?

Row!

Just take it as such!

It doesn't matter.

An ordinary man still has the ambition to serve his country. There is no need for a hero to ask where he came from. As long as he is willing, anyone can plead for life and fight for peace.

Isn't Xie Chengfeng such a person?

Xie Chengfeng can do it, and so can she.

Regardless of whether he is Emperor Xihe or not, she can do it.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Chu Zhao said softly: “A’ao, let’s not go to Liangzhou now, okay?”

"Okay." Ah Ao replied without thinking, and then asked, "Where do you want to go, Master?"

"Go back to Yunzhou, go back to the palace." Chu Zhao said.

Aao was surprised and asked again: "What are you going back for?"

Chu Zhao was silent for a moment and said: "Save the common people."

A'ao has long been accustomed to her telling inappropriate jokes when she is most uncomfortable. This time, A'ao thought she was just saying it casually.

However, the next moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across, allowing him to see Chu Zhao's face clearly in the light of that moment.

The heavy rain washed away the disguise on her face, revealing her original jade-like skin. Her expression was more solemn than ever before, and her eyes were more determined than ever before. She held a long sword in her hand, standing in the wind and rain, with lightning flashing. The thundering wilderness is like standing on a battlefield with thousands of troops. Although you are alone, you are moving forward indomitably.

With a "boom", another thunder rolled past, making the world tremble.

A'ao couldn't tell whether it was Chu Zhao or Jing Lei who shocked him, but at this moment, his heart was agitated, his blood was boiling, and his tears were hot.

He said: "Okay, I will save the common people with the princess."

Chu Zhao laughed and raised his hand to rub his head, but in the end he patted his shoulder hard.

"Okay, let's go together."