What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

Chapter 1100

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Standing on the city wall, the soldiers gave orders. The children suddenly bent their bows and took arrows. Although the movements were a little rusty, they still had no hesitation in choosing to attack Xia Yi. Xia Yi just raised his head and frowned slightly, turning his hands to throw all the arrows. Ya flew away, and then flew into the air directly to the city.

It was just a scene that made Xia Yi clenched his fists in an instant. A large group of soldiers were holding knives, and they were pressing the knives against the necks of many mortals, and there were many wooden cages in the city, all of which were like wild animals. Mortals who have lost their minds.

"The comer surrenders quickly, otherwise these mortals will die because of you!

The soldiers on the ground looked at Xia Yi in mid-air, and shouted at Xia Yi loudly. The mortals had tears and despair on their faces. They looked at Xia Yi with pleading eyes, as if they were making Xia Yi choose to surrender- -Similar.

Xia Yi knew at this moment that no matter whether he cared about it or not, even if he turned and left, these mortals would not survive. The other party had only one purpose for doing this, and that was to attack his Dao heart. The Qingyunzong disciple who came here before. Xia Yi seemed to have guessed how he chose it.

"Hurry up and catch it, otherwise we will kill people immediately!"

The soldiers urged Xia Yi. Xia Yi looked back at the children holding bows and arrows. Most of them chose to kneel down to Xia Yi, while the mortals whose necks were held by the soldiers tremblingly looked at the children. Xia Yi Yi knew that the mortals who were taken hostage should be the parents of these children.

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Looking at the soldiers, their expressions are distorted, and from time to time they will look at the people who have lost their minds in the cage, and those who are worth mentioning seem to be quite old, perhaps the parents of these soldiers.

The whole city was controlled by a certain twisted emotion. The soldiers wanted Xia Yi to die, mortals wanted Xia Yi to die, and even the children wanted Xia Yi to die.

The two sides confronted each other like this. Seeing Xia Yi's unwillingness to move, the soldiers immediately walked away--somewhat, from behind them--a well-dressed, well-dressed girl, dressed in Qingyunzong costumes, was weak in breath but at least still alive.

The soldier next to him took a picture of the woman. The soldier had a cultivation base under the perception of Xia Yi's spiritual sense, and he was probably the Mordor of this city.

Feeling that she could speak, she immediately raised her head and looked at Xia Yi in the air. Her eyes were very puzzled, very puzzled.

"We...what should we do?"

Unlike ordinary monks, most of Qingyunzong's disciples are of mortal origin, and this woman is also. The other party kept her life like deliberately torturing the Daoism of Qingyunzong's disciples. The common people are the root of the human race. The monk should use the interpretation of death protection...

Xia Yi has nothing to say for the time being, and snickers are heard in his ears; the magic repair hidden in this city is watching the show in the dark, and Xia Yi is also considering various ways to get the best of both worlds, such as saving some mortals, he is working think.

"Soldiers of the Jiatie Nation, listen carefully. I am here to save you and help you liberate you from the evil demons. Why do you want to fight against me? You are also holding your own compatriots?"

Xia Yi thought for a while and decided to persuade him first. Unfortunately, these soldiers didn't want to answer Xia Yi at all. They were silent for a while, and a certain soldier spoke.

"Get out! Get out of our country!

When he opened his mouth, Xia Yi rolled, and there was even hatred in his eyes.

"Why?

"If it weren't for you, how could my parents become like that! Get out! We don't want you to save!

"But that was not caused by me. Even if your soldiers are safe and valuable, what about the others?

Before Xia Yi arrived, these soldiers had a pretty good life in Jiatie Nation. At least they would not go hungry, and their families would be protected. Even if they knew they were being used, they just wanted to maintain the status quo.

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"Other people would not be treated like this if it weren't for you! We can fight against the country of worship! Who will let you do your own thing to save us? Are we begging you? Did you save it? Get out, get out, roll!

The talking soldier suddenly roared as he spoke, and the hostage in his hand was a little unstable. The neck of the hostage controlled by him was immediately cut, and traces of blood flowed down the neck.

After that, a child behind Xia Yi immediately shot an arrow at Xia Yi, but the technique was too poor to hit.

"Just because I'm not at the bottom, so I'm willing to be a tiger?"

Xia Yi snorted coldly, these magic cultivators are not fools, of course they will choose to oppress the people at the bottom, deliberately creating class contradictions to provoke disputes, magic cultivators need disputes and hatred between people.

For them, as long as they are not the worst, it doesn’t matter, but the arrival of Xia Yi directly made Moxiu choose to attack them. If it weren’t for Xia Yi, even if life is a little bit harder, they can meet their parents a few times. If it weren't for Xia Yi, just sacrifice a few people and everyone would live pretty well.

"You need to take care of our business? Get out!"

The soldiers continued to ask Xia Yi to leave. Xia Yi saw selfishness in his eyes. In fact, this is not the first time Xia Yi has met. People who cannot resist sometimes even hate other resisters, because it will oppress others. Those who oppressed them intensified and took away their little happiness.

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Having been oppressed for a long time, not only can they not get up, they even stand on the side of the oppressor and curse the rebels, because they are not the worst, and when they become the worst, who is willing to speak for them Well, even if they did, they would even try to silence the rebels because of past experience.

After all, from the very beginning, they never thought of resisting. They were slapped --- slapped, then accept it honestly. Resistance will only make themselves kicked twice. Even if they know that the resistance can be successful, they don't want to be victims. If you have to sacrifice yourself to succeed in the resistance, it is better to keep it as it is!

The same is true for the mortals and children under the knife of the soldiers. They are not the lowest-level refugees. It is all because of Xia Yi that they are treated like this. They hate Xia Yi and this group of self-righteous real people.

"Your parents, I probably can save them.

Xia Yi pondered for a moment, and then came up with a feasible solution, but Xia Yi lied here and couldn't save it. There was no way to save it because their parents were gone, and only the empty shell was left, and they became corpse puppets.

"Impossible, you can't save it, Lord City Lord said that only he can do it! If you can save it, then you can save it to us now

A certain soldier asked Xia Yi to rescue him immediately. This made Xia Yi stumped, and his soul did not save him much? Xia Yi wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, it’s fine. I guess they don’t understand. They are just simple. Think that magic repair can save their parents.

Xia Yi's hesitation directly allowed the soldiers to see the fact that Xia Yi could not save them, and they clenched the knives in their hands.

"If you really want to save us and save them, then you will be arrested immediately. The lord said that if all the real people who come do not surrender, we will kill. If we do not kill, our parents will die. Please forgive us. !

After the soldiers finished speaking, a certain hostage controlled by the soldiers also looked at Xia Yi.

"True person! This true person, you are so kind and willing to save us, I am very grateful, I have old and young, I don't want to die, my child is only ten years old, how can he live without his parents, please? , Mortal! Please go to death, your life can save us all!"

"Daxian, please die, okay? Please... Please!!"

The soldiers scolded Xia Yi to die, and the hostage begged Xia Yi to die. Even the children behind Xia Yi uttered vicious words in immature voices.

"Go to hell!"

"Go to death!"

"Uncle Xianren...I don't want to be without my father and mother...can you promise us to die?"

The innocent child looked at Xia Yi with expectant eyes. The female disciple of the Qingyun sect who was taken as a hostage lowered her head and cried silently. The previous disciple was struggling in this way and broke his Dao Xin, and was suddenly cultivated by the demonic cultivator. Sneak attack and die.

And now there are many demonic cultivators staring at Xia Yi closely,-when Xia Yi shows signs of instability in the Dao Heart, they will-hug him.

"If I die, if I can save you all, this seems to be a very good deal."

Xia Yi sighed and smiled. His words made many mortals look at Xia Yi with gratitude. They didn't want to be like this, but they couldn't help it. They just wanted to live well, that's all!

"However, if I am alive, how many of you can save a million people? So, can you please sacrifice for the thousands of people I will save?

At this moment, the cold wind blew, and all the mortals in this town felt a bit cold in their backs. Xia Yi looked at these mortals blankly. This treatment was not the first time he had met. Nine Some mortals once blamed Xia Yi for the changes in Shunguo a year ago, and the woman who had been mumbling in front of Xia Yi told Xia Yi what to do.

And Xia Yi now knows exactly what he should do. He can't save everyone, he can only choose most!

I have to say that the magic repair plan is very successful. Xia Yi's original intention is already full of sores. The Xia Yi who is reluctant to kill and full of beautiful thoughts about life has been turned into reality--whip the corpse again and again, again and again, again and again. once!.