Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 65

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A wisp of black smoke drifted out of the boy's nostrils.

Then, a large amount of black mist appeared, and the boy's body was quickly submerged in the billowing black mist.

The black mist dissipated rapidly.

By this time, the boy's body had become a rotting corpse that had been dead for several days.

Under the dead tree.

The shirtless man's face began to contort.

Black mist billowed around its body, and its mouth split open rapidly along its cheek, revealing two rows of sharp fangs. A beastly roar came from its throat.

"Aww—"

It yanked off the dead tree that was pressing down on it!

Then, raising his scarlet eyes and looking down at the road, he lunged forward with a ferocious expression!

However, the figure that was just on the road has now vanished without a trace.

After knocking the boy away with a single punch, Luo Qingchen left as quickly as possible.

Aside from a small town that was long ago wiped out by monsters, where else in this area are there any villages?

Go to the village to call for help?

Moreover, he was all too familiar with this kind of demonic energy.

That night in the small town, when my sister was killed...

That day in the dark forest, when A-Yun died...

He could smell it.

Perhaps due to his blood-sucking ability, his sense of smell is now extremely keen.

Just as the boy ran over, he even caught a whiff of the pungent smell of a rotting corpse.

This place is very close to Qinghe City.

However, a monster appeared in the woods by the roadside.

After walking a while longer, he could see the majestic city walls ahead and the simple tents outside the walls. He finally understood why so many people would voluntarily go to Medicine Man Town to become medicine people.

We can't enter the city, and we can't live outside.

If we don't go to Medicine Man Town, where else can we go?

It's better than staying here and enduring hunger and cold, or even possibly being killed by monsters, right?

The official road was full of potholes, and an oxcart was stuck in one of them.

The oxen of the oxcart were gone, and the driver was gone too; only the dilapidated cart remained, abandoned and forgotten.

Along the roadside, there are often white bones and stray dogs with green eyes.

As Luo Qingchen walked and observed, her initial excitement had subsided into a calm and undisturbed state.

Soon, he arrived outside Qinghe City.

Hundreds of refugees were scattered along both sides of the official road, a hundred meters from the city gate.

Some people set up makeshift tents, while others lay directly in the open air.

There were sounds of adults arguing, children crying, and elderly people groaning faintly.

Most people were dressed in rags, looked pale and emaciated, and some didn't even have any clothes to wear.

On the right side, an old man lies dead on a tattered quilt, with many flies crawling on it.

A woman sat beside him, her eyes blank and her expression vacant.

She had a baby in her arms, who was crying weakly.

Luo Qingchen searched all the way but did not find a single strong man; all she found were elderly people, women, and children.

There were a few men, but they were all terminally ill.

"Have all the other men gone to the city to find a living?"

He looked towards the city gate ahead.

A thin man dressed in tattered clothes, clutching two sweet potatoes tightly in his arms, hurriedly walked toward the refugee pile on the left.

He thought for a moment and then walked towards the city gate.

Since we're here, let's go into the city and take a look.

While I'm at it, I'll go visit Liang.

At least back then, when everyone was wronged and scorned, he was the only one who believed in himself.

As soon as he reached the city gate, a soldier in armor approached him, sword in hand, and looked him up and down warily before asking, "What are you doing here?"

Luo Qingchen said, "Let's go into town to buy things."

"Buying things? What are you buying? Where did they come from?"

The soldier pressed him for an answer.

Luo Qingchen said, "I bought some odds and ends from the Demon Exorcism Sect."

As he spoke, he took out his waist token.

Back in Qingshui Town, he had heard that disciples of the Demonic Sect frequently entered Qinghe City.

Yesterday, I heard from that senior brother Wang Jing that if you want to come to Qinghe City, you only need to show your sect's waist token.

He was actually very confused.

Since they are notorious and infamous disciples of the Demonic Sect, how can they openly enter this city?

Furthermore, when demons wreaked havoc in Qingshui Town that night, it was actually the disciples of the Demon Extermination Sect who arrived first, slaying demons and rescuing people everywhere.

But when he stepped into Medicine Man Town and the sect, he saw the true evil demonic sect.

The sect rules also clearly stipulate that after leaving the mountain, one must not kill innocent people indiscriminately, force any non-disciple to do anything, or fight with anyone in the city...

I have many conflicting feelings.

"Alright, let's go in."

The soldier took the badge, glanced at it, and returned it to him, his eyes revealing undisguised disgust and contempt.

At the same time, there seemed to be a hint of fear.

Luo Qingchen put away her waist token and was about to go inside when another thin man in armor suddenly approached and said, "Wait! Who is this person?"

At first, the soldier whispered, "A disciple of the Demon-Slaying Sect."

The thin man sneered, "He says he's a disciple of the Demon-Suppressing Sect, so he really is a disciple of the Demon-Suppressing Sect?"

"Brother Cheng, he has the Demon Exorcism Sect's token."

"Hmph, maybe they were picked up off the street? There's a plague everywhere now, we can't just let any refugees in."

The soldier, known as "Brother Cheng," stopped in front of Luo Qingchen, sized him up, and said coldly, "Since you're going into the city to buy things, you should have some silver on you, right?"

Luo Qingchen said, "Yes."

Cheng Ge stretched out his hand and said, "Give us one tael of silver first, and we'll return it when we leave the city."

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly: "Why?"

Cheng Ge sneered, "If you're a refugee, you wouldn't have a tael of silver, nor would you have bought anything and come out. Since you're a disciple of the Demon Exorcism Sect, then take out a tael of silver and leave it here as proof and guarantee."

Luo Qingchen glanced at him again, then, without wasting any more time, took out a tael of silver and handed it to him.

"Alright, let's go in."

Brother Cheng weighed the silver in his hand, waved his hand, and let them pass.

Luo Qingchen entered the city, first looked around, and then asked someone for directions to the Jinxiu Cloth Shop.

Back then, Wang Ziliang often boasted that his uncle was doing big business here and was very rich, and that he often bought him delicious food and fun things.

So he still remembers the name.

Soon, he found the four characters "Jinxiu Cloth Shop" on the street.

The shop is small, but it sells all kinds of fabrics.

However, business seemed to be good, with five or six customers selecting fabrics inside.

Luo Qingchen waited outside for a while.

After all the guests had left, just as they were about to go inside, they suddenly heard a woman's cursing voice coming from inside.

"How dare you speak like that? I've taught you so many times, and you haven't remembered a single word? All you do is eat, you're utterly useless, a complete waste! Why don't you just die with your parents!"

Then, a familiar yet timid voice rang out: "Auntie, I...I'm sorry..."

Luo Qingchen paused, then withdrew her foot.

The woman inside continued her tirade: "What's the use of saying sorry? You say sorry every day! If it weren't for supporting a lousy wretch like you, would our shop be doing so badly every day? Cry! What are you crying for? Go ahead and tell your uncle if you dare!"

Luo Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

I had only taken a few steps when I suddenly heard several exclamations from behind me.

"Look! Disciples of Snow Jade Palace!"

"Wow! They really are disciples of the Snow Jade Palace! They're all so beautiful! Like fairies! I heard the city lord invited them to slay demons!"

Luo Qingchen turned her head to look.

Not far behind, on the street, a group of ethereal young girls in white dresses surrounded an older woman, each holding a sword, and walked towards them. Their faces maintained a cold and aloof expression, as if they wanted to keep strangers away.

Everyone else on the road made way for them, their faces filled with envy and awe.

Luo Qingchen glanced at it and was about to leave when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Upon closer inspection, the young girl was walking to the left of the slightly older woman. She wore a white dress, had a slender figure, a unique temperament, and dazzlingly white skin. Even though she was overshadowed by the older woman's imposing presence, she still radiated a dazzling aura.

is her?

Although they hadn't seen each other for five years, Luo Qingchen recognized her at a glance.

He has grown a lot taller.

Even when he was skinny, he was already outstanding in Qingshui Town, the most dazzling presence wherever he went.

Xiaoyu often felt jealous and complained about her.

And now, she looks even more radiant.

Luo Qingchen withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and blended into the shadows of the crowd before quickly leaving.