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Qing Kuo's words were only promised to one person, which seemed to have little convincing force.

But Village Chief Wu raised his hands to cover his face, weeping uncontrollably.

Qing Chuan didn't disturb him, she stood up and patted Meng Epiphyllum, which she held in her hand: "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and work?"

Meng Epiphyllum had already seen the power of Aoba, and naturally did not dare to resist. The leaves moved, and the green leaves on the vine turned into a butterfly, flying into the air. Wherever they went, the wings shook a little bit of light, and Aoba saw that someone had already fallen asleep.

After a while, the butterfly flew back to the vine and turned into a leaf again. At the same time, its originally bright leaves became wilted, and it even looked a little dehydrated.

Probably because he could no longer maintain the illusion, Qingmao just felt that his eyes were blurred for a moment. The stream and mountain village, which was like a paradise, turned into a dry grassland in an instant.

The creek is still there, and this is indeed a valley, but there are only a few sporadic clumps of greenery, and the rest have turned yellow with winter.

Instead, she had just poured the psychic liquid into the pond, and several real lotus flowers had sprouted around it.

"Princess, what's going on here?" Jin Ling had already jumped over, Qing Chuan looked down and saw her a normal shoe, a straw sandal, and pointed,
"What's the matter with you?"

Jin Ling lowered her head to see her two completely different shoes, and cast a resentful glance at Qing Chuan, "It's not that the princess is running too fast, I stomped on that... thinking about changing a pair of shoes, it's impossible to think that these shoes are also fake."

Song Tanxi and the others also followed, and said, "Fortunately, there are still a pair of shoes. The seemingly abundant chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen are actually rough corn and bran mixed with gravel. Even so, there are not many. I just took a rough look at these people. Even if they are intact, they are all hungry and emaciated. I don't know how many days I haven't had a full meal."

She couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I hope they can be stable for a while after leaving here."

Qing Chuan thought for a while and said, "When you arrive in Linzhou, ask the local magistrate to send someone over to meet you. First, collect some food. If it doesn't work, you can spend money to buy it. You can do it."

The situation here is even worse than Qingqian imagined. If no one helps, Qingqian fears that they will not be able to get out of this mountainous area at all.

Song Tanxi nodded: "Okay."

"By the way," Qingqian remembered, turned to look at Village Chief Wu, who was still immersed in emotions, and asked him, "Old village chief, you said that the village you live in is very close to the border defense. Do you know a general named Ning? He is probably in his early 20s. Do you know anything about him?"

Village Chief Wu slowed down, and after a while, he said in surprise: "The general who ordered us to evacuate is General Ning. General Ning has been in Suzhou for three years. Although he doesn't show up often, he cares about the people and almost never asks for food from the people. He has strict discipline and everyone in Suzhou knows him."

"When he was around, Suzhou was still relatively stable, and the enemy troops probing at the border were generally unable to defeat it. Since his disappearance, Suzhou has finally been unable to withstand the fall."

Qing Kuo didn't expect that the general the old village head mentioned at the beginning was Ning Fengxu, and thought that Ning Fengxu's coming to Suzhou was just a cover, but he didn't expect him to be conscientious.

"Then when did he disappear?"