Chapter 370 The Demon Race Below the Martial Emperor: No Matter How Many Come, They All Die
The short-haired woman looked puzzled.
Martial artists are not uncommon in this world.
But powerful martial artists generally have no connection with ordinary people like them, so naturally they wouldn't know them.
Therefore, she couldn't remember it no matter what she did.
When did I get to know such a powerful martial arts expert?
It killed that huge cat demon in one move.
These are definitely those legendary big shots.
How did I come to know such a person?
Lu Chuan nodded.
"Um."
"We know each other."
"A few months ago, you were working as a receptionist at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in the south of the city."
"You helped me once when I was looking for someone."
Lu Chuan made his point clear.
The short-haired woman froze again.
The next moment, as if remembering something, his mind suddenly went blank.
She finally remembered.
A few months ago, a man with a livid face did come to the front desk to check room numbers.
It's said that his wife was having an affair with another man.
She felt sorry for the man and thought he was extremely handsome, so she secretly gave him some water.
but……
It's him?
How is that possible?!
The short-haired woman gaped in shock.
"Yes……"
"Is it you?"
She stammered out the words.
How is that possible!
At the time, apart from being good-looking, the man looked completely ordinary.
Why haven't I seen you for months?
He became an unparalleled powerhouse capable of flying through the air and instantly killing demonic beasts?
That's quite a leap!
Seeing her shocked expression, Lu Chuan didn't bother to explain anything.
"Get up first."
He reached out and pulled the short-haired woman up from the ground.
"This is the territory of Shangsha Province."
"How did you end up in this desolate place?"
Lu Chuan asked, frowning.
He fought his way out of the mountains, a distance of 100,000 miles, and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
All I know is that the situation outside the war must be very bad.
Therefore, it is necessary to ask someone for a general opinion.
Hearing Lu Chuan ask this.
The short-haired woman's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Tears streamed down her face.
"We were forcibly transferred here by the Martial Arts Association."
"War has begun."
"The demon army is attacking."
"The entire southwestern province has become the main battlefield, and ordinary people simply cannot survive."
The short-haired woman sniffed.
Lu Chuan's heart sank.
Just as he guessed, a full-scale war broke out in the southwest region.
"Then why don't you stay in the city?"
Lu Chuan then pointed to Guiyun City in the distance.
"In this desolate wilderness, without any protection, if monsters come, we're just waiting to die."
The short-haired woman gave a bitter smile.
"The city is already packed."
"Those of us who moved here later can't get in at all."
"We can only pitch tents outside the city."
"Every night, monsters sneak in and eat people."
"No one dares to even sleep."
The short-haired woman became increasingly aggrieved as she spoke, then squatted down, covered her face, and burst into tears.
"Waaaaah..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan's face darkened completely.
What kind of bullshit resettlement is this?
Are you going to leave hundreds of thousands of ordinary people outside the city as bait?
"What's the local martial arts association doing?"
He suppressed his anger.
"Why don't they send people out to patrol and protect you?"
The short-haired woman shook her head, crying.
"Waaaaah..."
"There aren't many people left."
"Most of the local martial artists have quietly gone to the southwest region to provide support."
"The remaining few people."
"It's not enough just to defend the city."
"We don't have the energy to care about the lives of these people outside the city."
The short-haired woman looked up, her face streaked with tears, utterly desperate.
They simply don't understand how the world, which was perfectly fine, suddenly became like this.
Those demons.
Are they all crazy?
Although they were placed outside the city, they heard about the battle situation in the southwest region.
I was extremely anxious.
It was incredibly tragic.
Many cities were lost and completely destroyed.
All the warriors who remained behind were killed in battle, and people cried every day in the camp.
Some people are in despair.
Because those destroyed cities were their homes.
Those warriors who died in battle were their relatives.
They are their children.
They are their parents.
They are their friends.
Even though these people may have many shortcomings due to their status as martial artists.
But now.
They really risked their lives for them.
them……
They are indeed heroes.
Furthermore, many martial artists from other provinces outside the Southwest region still secretly went there despite the Federation's suppression.
It was solely to support the Southwest.
They went there without any intention of surviving.
They went...
He never came back.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.
damn it.
Are these high-ranking officials' brains filled with shit?
Moving people out without providing protection is no different from simply sending them into the mouths of monsters.
It's about time.
It's still being suppressed.
What's the difference between this and handing over the entire southwest region to the demon race?
Damn it!!!
Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !
The big picture.
The big picture.
It's all about the so-called "big picture" again!
Demons deserve to be killed!
Those high and mighty figures deserve to be killed even more!
Lu Chuan's chest heaved violently.
Due to the intense emotional fluctuations, the true essence of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor within his body began to leak out uncontrollably.
"boom!"
For an instant.
A terrifying pressure instantly swept across the surroundings.
boom!!!
The surrounding grass was pressed tightly against the ground.
The short-haired woman turned pale with fright and even had difficulty breathing.
She looked at Lu Chuan with utter terror, feeling that this man was a million times more terrifying than the cat demon from before.
Lu Chuan noticed something was off about the short-haired woman.
He quickly suppressed his breathing.
"Feel sorry."
His voice was hoarse.
Looking at the trembling girl in front of me, I felt terrible.
This is the tragedy of ordinary people in this world of advanced martial arts.
Life is as worthless as grass; life and death depend entirely on luck.
"What's your name?"
Lu Chuan asked,
"Chen... Chen Xue."
The girl answered softly.
Lu Chuan nodded and didn't say anything more.
The current situation is rotten to the core.
He can't save these hundreds of thousands of refugees by himself.
The only thing he can do now is to get back to Nancheng as soon as possible.
His friends were there.
He has someone he cares about.
He must defend the southern city.
As for the federal government's bullshit ban.
Fuck it!
Anyone who dares to stop him, he will kill.
"Chen Xue, listen carefully."
Lu Chuan looked serious and extended his right index finger.
"Buzz".
A tiny cyan sword aura instantly condensed at his fingertips.
Although the sword energy was only an inch long, the terrifying destructive power it contained caused the surrounding air to emit a faint tearing sound.
"Keep this sword energy."
Without saying a word, Lu Chuan pointed a finger directly at Chen Xue's forehead.
The cyan sword energy instantly penetrated the skin.
Disappear.
Chen Xue felt a slight coolness between her eyebrows, followed by a strange sensation in her mind.
"This thing can save your life once."
Lu Chuan stopped, his tone calm.
"Whenever you encounter danger, silently repeat 'Slash' in your mind."
"This sword energy will fly out automatically."
"Any demon race below the Martial Emperor will die, no matter how many come."
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