Lost Ice Block, Execution Ground

Gurgle--

Next to her was a little girl with her hair braided with straw rope. She was drooling over the sweet-smelling mooncakes, but only dared to suck her fingers.

"Don't stare at the martial artist."

The little girl's mother was thin and frail, like a stalk of straw stuck in a field.

Her gaze toward Ying Bing was hesitant and fearful, just like that of the other villagers.

This is why the villagers dare not approach.

A girl as beautiful as a fairy, capable of traveling alone in the Southern Border, must be either a powerful warrior, a divine servant serving Witch Spirit, or simply an extremely powerful demon beast in Demonization form.

Ying Bing recognized that look.

Wherever she descended, all living beings revered her as if she were a goddess.

It was something I used to think was perfectly ordinary.

But why do I feel so out of sorts now?

You can try one.

Ying Bing summoned some clouds and gently placed the mooncake into the little girl's arms.

"Thank you, Fairy Sister!"

The youngest daughter was overjoyed, but the surrounding people, especially the girl's mother, suddenly changed their expressions.

She knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Sir, she's still young, please spare her."

Please.

She hit her head on the first blow, and blood, sweat, and tears mixed with the mud were indistinguishable.

"I meant no harm."

A ray of moonlight shone down into the daylight, enveloping the woman.

If it weren't for the use of Will Soul, this misunderstanding probably would never have been resolved.

The little girl licked the mooncake, and after saying "sweet" with a happy expression, the woman believed that the aloof girl meant no harm.

However, apart from the little girl, no one dared to approach her.

"Sister, here's the map you requested."

Thank you.

Ying Bing took the map and paused slightly when she saw the little girl take a bite out of the chibi version of Little Li.

After a moment, he lowered his head and examined the rough hunter's map.

"Fairy Sister, who are you missing?"

The little girl named Fu Yingzi put away the mooncakes and asked curiously.

"I'm looking at a map."

Ying Bing smoothed out the map, her clear eyes paused for a moment, and she gently shook her head.

"But Mother misses Father, that's the look on her face."

Fu Yingzi tilted her head and pointed to the mountain path not far away:

"Then, sister, what kind of mountain is this?"

The little girl's eyes were pure and innocent, yet they left everyone speechless.

"That is..."

Ying Bing paused for a moment.

She was clearly looking at the map just now; this mountain is so close to Treasure Vase Town, she clearly remembers seeing it before.

Why can't I remember all of a sudden?

So the girl lowered her eyes and looked at the map again.

Outside is Li Mo Mountain, beside which flows the Li Mo River, and on the Li Mo River lies the Li Mo Forest, inhabited by the Li Mo Clan...

"?"

Ying Bing's clear gaze froze.

"This is Treasure Vase Town, so the mountain is naturally called Treasure Vase Mountain."

Fu Yingzi suddenly realized that this older sister wasn't so scary after all.

Just then.

The sunlight seemed to be blocked by something, and the map full of Little Li's image suddenly became dim.

Ying Bing looked up.

A colossal roc, its wings spread wide like dark clouds pressing down, descended with boundless ferocity.

Its sharp beak opened, and it uttered human language:

"Hehehe!"

"Let me see if there are any children who want to eat!"

The people were instantly terrified, and chaos erupted as they scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.

The Roc circled in the air, and suddenly its exceptionally sharp eyes spotted the little girl running away with the mooncake in her arms. It let out a strange laugh and swooped down.

A fierce wind swept through.

Fu Yingzi's face turned deathly pale with fright, her small body already covered by Peng's shadow.

Just then, a ray of moonlight suddenly appeared in the daytime.

The Roc suddenly stopped.

Because a long sword as white as frost and snow was now wrapped around its neck, its cold light gleaming, and it was just a hair's breadth away from severing its neck.

The owner of the longsword was a fairy-like girl.

"Do you know the way to the Green Phoenix Clan?"

A young girl's clear, soft voice rang out.

"How dare you...!"

The Roc opened its mouth in a hoarse, noisy voice, as if it wanted to utter some harsh words.

Swish--

The moonlight and the gleam of the sword flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Bird feathers fell.

The Roc suddenly felt a chill on its head, as cold as the sword light from before, as cold as the eyes of that noble young woman.

"The Green Phoenix Clan hates humans and all males..."

Swish--

The girl said no more, and the sword flashed again.

The Roc was even balder, and its once fierce eyes now showed a hint of heartache and grievance.

"Can't we talk this out? We can reason with each other!"

Birds rely on their beautiful feathers, especially those on their heads, to attract mates.

On the other side.

Three bronze horses pull the chariot, their hooves flying—this is not an adjective.

The carriage was indeed flying at low altitude, which is why it could traverse the sometimes turbulent, sometimes desolate, and sometimes muddy terrain of Southern Border as if walking on flat ground.

Having left Southern Pass in early autumn, Li Mo and his companions finally crossed the pass before the autumn chill fully set in, and were about to reach their first stop in the Southern Pass Southern Border.

The majestic mountain range could already be seen stretching into the distance.

"This place doesn't seem very lively."

Li Mo peered out through the Black Cloud Gauze covering the car window. He had used the Black Cloud Gauze to simulate clothing that matched the style of Southern Border, with a headscarf on his forehead and exotic beasts embroidered on his dark clothes.

Along the way, he saw many scenes of prosperity and decay coexisting, and many creatures struggling to survive in the cracks.

Compared to the fortified towns we had seen along the way, Treasure Vase Town was not prosperous.

Huang Donglai nodded and said:

"This place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and very few merchants pass through, so naturally it is sparsely populated."

"However, as long as you don't carry too much baggage and your pace is fast enough, this is an excellent route to the Cry Dragon Clan's territory."

Li Mo glanced at the map and recalled Huang Donglai's account from the past few days.

The closer they got to the Southern Pass, the more docile the Demon Race became, and the denser the Garrison Army stationed there became.

The deeper they ventured into Southern Border, the weaker the influence of the Great Yu became.

The peace and tranquility of the Square is no longer protected by the garrison Garrison Army, but by the 'Witch Spirit' worshipped by the people.

"Brother Li, um..."

After finishing his daily tasks and suppressing his bloodline, Murong Xiao suddenly spoke awkwardly.

"It's all used up again?"

Li Mo was speechless. He took out a gold brick and then skillfully broke it into small pieces of gold beans.

"Hmm... I'll definitely return it to Brother Li when we get back to Purple Sun Prefecture."

Murong Xiao's expression grew increasingly ashamed.

"What, you want to accumulate merit all by yourself?"

Li Mo smiled and shook his head, then took out the herbs and food.

The more chaotic the world becomes, the more worthless human life becomes.

Murong Xiao adhered to the principle of doing good deeds and never stood idly by when he saw suffering along the way.

Given his kind nature, he would probably do it even if it weren't for suppressing his bloodline.

In fact, a significant portion of it was Li Mo's investment.

All right.

It can't be considered an investment either.

I wonder if it's because my level of understanding has become even higher.

Even when it saves an ordinary person's life, there's not much feedback.

After preparing the donation for Murong Xiao, the carriage arrived at the town entrance.

Beneath the archway inscribed with the words 'Treasure Vase'.

However, as soon as they arrived at the town entrance, they could see a large crowd of people in the distance, with strangely dressed people from Southern Border gathered there, discussing the matter.

"How could Fu Yingzi have an affair with Demon Race?"

"She spoke a few words with that fairy that day. Could that fairy be a monster?"

"Stop the child's mother! You can't just run into a soldier..."

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

His gaze cut through the crowd and landed on the thin little girl kneeling on the stage. She was pale with fright.

A shirtless executioner was drinking strong liquor; his Ghost Head Blade was thicker than the girl's waist.

Looking at the sky, the Commanding Officer sitting on the high platform shouted:

"The time has come!"

"Execute them!"

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