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Zhang Xiaoxiao immediately understood what Su Yu meant.

"Is this the weapon you're talking about?" Zhang Xiaoxiao made a pistol gesture.

Su Yu nodded with shining eyes: "I haven't seen it, I want to see it with my own eyes."

"I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste." Zhang Xiaoxiao originally thought that Su Yu would want to visit those tourist attractions visited by internet celebrities, but she didn't expect that she would be interested in this.

"I actually know where it is. Can I take you to see it?"

"Okay!" Su Yu responded promptly.

After Su Yu and Zhang Xiaoxiao walked towards the opposite side of the hotel, talking and laughing, a figure slowly walked out of the hotel, with his eyes fixed on Su Yu's back.

Song Xi didn't expect that she would meet Su Yu here when she came to Country M for vacation.

"Su Yu, we are really destined to be together." Song Xi murmured, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her lips. She couldn't help but think of what Xiao Jingchen said when he took the initiative to ask her out two days ago.

Xiao Jingchen warned her that Su Yu was a very important person to their Xiao family, and asked her not to do anything bad to Su Yu again, otherwise he would not let her go.

Song Xi thought about how excited she was when Xiao Jingchen took the initiative to ask her out, and how uncomfortable she felt after hearing Xiao Jingchen's warning.

How could she be willing?

Why did she go to so much trouble to drive Su Yu out of the Song family, only to have Su Yu turn around and join the Xiao family, which was countless times stronger than the Song family?

Thinking of this, the raging jealousy in Song Xi's heart consumed her.

Quickly taking out his cell phone from his bag, Song Xi dialed a number: "Elk, I need to see you."

……

At this time, the ancient country of China.

Early in the morning, a new notice was posted on the bulletin board at the entrance of the yamen.

The people who came to collect food as usual gathered in front of the notice board.

"Starting tomorrow, all citizens in the city, except those who have lost their ability to work, will have to work in exchange for food and daily necessities?" The man standing in the front was a scholar who knew how to read.

When the people behind heard the scholar read out the contents of the notice, they all had different expressions on their faces.

"Why do we suddenly have to work to get food? Aren't those foods given by the gods? Would the gods care about this?"

"Who cares why? Since this is the Snow God's wish, we should just do it!"

"Without the Snow God, we would have starved to death and frozen to death! I will do whatever the Snow God tells me to do! Our whole family believes in the Snow God!"

"..."

Although some people feel reluctant to suddenly have to work in exchange for food, most people still think this is normal.

How can you keep getting something for nothing? Won't you become useless?

Then, the scholar read out the rest of the contents of the notice.

At this point, the onlookers were completely furious.

"We want to reclaim wasteland in Cloud City? Is this really possible?"

"Build a school to provide free education for children?! Both boys and girls can attend? Did I hear that correctly?"

Xiao Beimo had just arrived at the notice board when he heard the incredible discussions of the people.

He walked slowly to the front of the notice board. When the people saw him, they consciously stopped talking.

"Major General, our Yuncheng has never been suitable for farming. Is there really a way to grow crops on the wasteland in our Yuncheng?" Some people asked Xiao Beimo impatiently.

The other people also stared at Xiao Beimo without blinking.

They also knew very well that they had food to eat now because of the Snow God.

But who can guarantee that the Snow God will always favor them and protect them?

If the Snow God did not give them anything, they would be like before, worrying about where to eat every day.

The border area is vast and sparsely populated, and there are many wastelands in Yuncheng, but they are not suitable for growing crops.

Even before wars and natural disasters, the food in Yuncheng was purchased from outside.

For a long time, what Yuncheng lacked most was food.

If they could really reclaim those wastelands and grow crops, then they would never go hungry again!

"The Snow God has a way." Xiao Beimo's low voice sounded slowly, completely inspiring the people.

Yes!

There is nothing that God cannot do!

"The Snow God hopes that everyone can be self-sufficient." Xiao Beimo continued, his eyes slowly sweeping over the people present, "I hope that everyone can understand the Snow God's painstaking efforts and repay his kindness."

The few people who had previously questioned the Snow God lowered their heads at the same time when they saw Xiao Beimo's warning gaze.

"Now that Cloud City is in ruins, everyone can show their strengths in exchange for rewards. Only when Cloud City is better will the Snow God be happy."

After hearing what Xiao Beimo said, the people knelt down one after another, clasped their hands together, and expressed their sincere gratitude for the Snow God's protection.

"Major General." A soldier rushed to Xiao Beimo and whispered quickly in his ear.

After listening to the soldier's report, Xiao Beimo's face suddenly turned cold and he left quickly without saying a word.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Chenjia Village, thirty miles outside Yuncheng.

Squeak-

A motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the village. Xiao Beimo got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet, then he smelled a faint smell of blood.

Li Han behind him also got out of the car.

There were several soldiers guarding the entrance to the village. One of them took the initiative to greet Xiao Beimo when he saw him: "Major General!"

Xiao Beimo glanced at the village ahead.

Hundreds of bodies were lying neatly in the open space at the entrance of the village, all covered with white cloth.

"What's the situation?" Xiao Beimo asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"There are a total of 500 people in Chenjia Village, and a total of 400 bodies of villagers were found. Except for three people who went out hunting and survived, the other 97 people were taken away by the bandits who massacred the village." The soldier's tone was quite heavy when he reported.

Xiao Beimo nodded slightly, walked to the front of the corpses and squatted down.

He casually lifted the white cloth covering the corpse closest to him, and Xiao Beimo's pupils shrank slightly.

This was the body of a boy about eleven or twelve years old, chopped beyond recognition.

But he was holding a wooden sword tightly in his hand, and he probably didn't let go until the moment of his death.

"The wounds on his body don't look like they were caused by ordinary weapons." Li Han stood behind Xiao Beimo, staring at the scars on the boy's neck.

That wound was fatal, almost cutting off his entire neck and almost separating his head from his body.

"Come and take a closer look." Xiao Beimo stepped aside.

Li Han took a step forward, squatted down, and carefully observed the body of the little boy.

After looking at the little boy's body, he went to look at a few other bodies before standing up and saying to Xiao Beimo, "The fatal wounds on their bodies seem to have been caused by the crescent-shaped scimitars of the bandits."