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Altai, which means gorgeous in the Mains language, is the name of a city, and it does support its beautiful meaning with its abundant flowers. Of course, that had to be ten days ago.

Now, the city is covered with gray smoke and many houses that look like heads that have been eaten by demonic beasts, lacking large chunks of roofs.

The streets were littered with broken stones from houses and people lying on straw mats waiting to die.

Some of these people have very strange appearances, they either give birth to two furry ears, or a long tail on the back of their buttocks, or they are simply human animal heads.

Despite the strange appearances of these people, one thing they have in common is that their eyes are filled with intense panic and bleak sorrow.

In the narrow corridors between the houses, there are all kinds of "people" like the streets, but unlike the streets, these people are crawling with flies, and occasionally wriggling white worms can be seen falling from the nostrils or ears of these people.

The aisle appears to have been used as a place for corpses, and as such, there are few living people in the aisle, except for those who are already dead and those who are about to die, with one exception.

In the depths of the aisle, a young man in his twenties, slightly pale, was sitting with his legs crossed, leaning against the wall, his eyes closed.

All around him, there were flies flying around, but whenever they tried to dock on the youth, there always seemed to be a barrier that prevented them from staying on the youth.

The young man remained in this state for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and took out a token and a stone that shone brightly from his bosom.

I saw that the front of the token was engraved with the word "Qinghe" in simple handwriting, and the back was engraved with a name - "Chen Shiyin", which was his name.

And the stone that exuded a glowing light was the spirit stone that low-level cultivators often used to cultivate. On this spirit stone, if you look closely, you can see the words engraved on it, such as "Down, One Two Unbridled Zero".

Chen Shiyin stared at this spirit stone with a serious expression and whispered softly: "When did you change my spirit stone, who is it..."

He tried hard to recall more details, but the only picture left in his memory was the scene of his cultivation in the Qinghe Sword Sect.

At that time, he was about to break through to the middle stage of foundation building, but suddenly the meridian condensation and spiritual power escaped, causing him to go mad and faint during the breakthrough.

It wasn't until he woke up ten days ago that he found himself in a dry well in another world, and he was still poisoned by crystals.

Even if he wanted to recall all the details, the only clue he could have now was the spirit stone in his hand that had seeped into the condensation.

Condensation Crystal Powder is a low-level three-grade highly poisonous, which can condense all the monk's meridians into crystals, once it runs Zhoutian, the meridians will be broken, and even if you don't die, you will become a waste.

If the dose of this poison is sufficient, even the Jindan stage will kill here.

And the person who designed to assassinate him very skillfully controlled the dose of this poison to a range that was so small that he couldn't notice it, but it happened to cause him to go crazy when he broke through.

Chen Shiyin only felt a chill down his spine, because from this point, he could see how familiar the other party was with him and how deep he calculated.

Even if he really died in the sect, as long as the elder-level people didn't come out to investigate, everyone would think that he died of a break through the madness.

In fact, the other party did succeed, but for unknown reasons, he did not die, but came to this strange and cruel world.

Just ten days ago, shortly after Chen Shiyin climbed out of the well, he witnessed a war here.

The people here don't seem to practice the Dao, but they also have extremely powerful powers. What impressed him the most was the group of people wearing triangular pointed hats and holding wooden staff-like spiritual treasures.

Obviously, he couldn't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power from their bodies, but after they recited a magic formula, they burst out with a Dao method comparable to the full force of a Jindan Realm powerhouse.

Such powerful Dao methods rose and fell one after another on that battlefield, constantly bombarding and exploding. And Chen Shi was hidden around the battlefield, and he was afraid of being affected, so he could only stay away as soon as possible.

Because of the poison in his body, Chen Shiyin couldn't use his Dao technique with all his might, and out of caution, he could only try not to use his aura, so as not to aggravate the erosion speed of Ning Jingsan.

In this way, after walking along a stream for ten days, Chen Shiyin unknowingly came to this city called Altai.

But as soon as he entered the city with his front foot, the war broke out in the city, and the war broke out in the city, which broke out suddenly and ended quickly. Almost only three rounds of attack and defense, the attacker won the victory. The gates were breached, the defenders were hanged, and some of them were piled up next to him, baptized by flies.

"The top priority at the moment is to find a spiritual grass that can refine the Detoxification Pill. Chen Shiyin felt the condition of the meridians in his body and thought in his heart.

Although he is using spiritual power to suppress the poisonous attack of condensation crystallization these days, this is only a delaying tactic after all, his meridians are still condensing into crystallization little by little, and the condensed crystallized part cannot invoke spiritual power, once called, the spiritual power impact on the condensed crystallized meridians will be broken, so that even if it is refined into a detoxification pill, it will form an injury that cannot be healed.

Just now, Chen Shiyin was meditating cross-legged to explore the spiritual power that he could still call now, and he was originally close to the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, but now because of the condensation of some meridians, he can only exert the strength that has just broken through and has not yet stabilized.

Fortunately, the aura of this continent is extremely strong, probably because the people of this world do not know how to absorb qi into the body, and the aura here is almost three times more dense than that of Kyushu, otherwise it may be difficult to do it just to delay the toxicity of condensation.

After meditating, Chen Shiyin poked out his divine sense and scanned the surroundings. The cries, shouts, and shouts all came into his ears at the same time, making him sigh softly.

Thinking that the battle had just stopped here, the besieging army had already been stationed, and the army commander was afraid that he was about to enter the city, Chen Shiyin was ready to leave here as soon as possible.

Fearing that it would attract too much attention, he tore off a coarse linen hood cloak from the pile of corpses next to him, used his spiritual power to disperse the dirt and blood on it, and then walked out of the aisle over his body.

The center of the street is filled with Altai natives, and at the entrances and exits on the east and west sides, there are soldiers in armor. They seemed to be searching for the surviving inhabitants of Altai and drove them all into the street.

Suddenly, the soldiers at the city gate suddenly lined up in two rows, all on one knee, shouting what seemed to be a slogan in an otherworldly language. Immediately after that, all the soldiers made the same move.

Then I saw a young man with blond hair about twenty-seven or eighteen leading in, wearing a single lens in his left eye, and the frame seemed to be made of gold.

The blonde youth also had a golden sword hanging from his right hand at his waist, and instead of wearing heavy armor like other soldiers, he wore a straight military uniform. The uniform is black with gold accents and a gold lion-like badge on the chest.

Behind the young man were two other people, a swordsman in armor, and a woman with a pointed hat and a wooden staff in her hand, the same kind of people that Chen Shiyin had seen on the battlefield that day.

As soon as the blonde youth entered the city, a flag was raised on the Altai gates, which was the same as the badge on the chest of the blonde youth.

Later, the young man came to the street and preached something loudly, Chen Shiyin could not understand the language, but it could be seen from the reactions of these people on the street that it should be something similar to reassuring.

This is a very common practice in Kyushu, if after the capture of the city, all the residents of the city will be killed, once the news comes out, in the subsequent siege battle, there will be a situation where the people of the entire city will resist desperately, and it will also eliminate the possibility of surrender in the future.

Not long after the young man finished speaking, the faces of the people in the street actually showed gratitude. Then I saw several soldiers carrying over several boxes of steamed potatoes, and then began to organize Altai residents to line up to receive them.

Because of the presence of the blond youth, most of the soldiers gathered on this street at the moment. Chen Shiyin planned to wait until after nightfall before looking for an opportunity to go out of the city.

At this time, most of the residents began to line up to receive the potatoes, but the number of potatoes distributed was extremely strange.

Normal people can only receive two potatoes per person, while those with animal traits can only receive one potato each. Of those potatoes, almost all of the small ones or those that were slightly rotten were given to those with ears or tails.

The blonde youth saw all this in his eyes and did not react at all.

After looking at it for a while, a mother and daughter with white animal ears suddenly came over, and the animal ears were pointed, and they seemed to be fox ears.

The beast-eared mother said something to the girl, who looked to be eleven or twelve, as if to make the girl wait here. The girl nodded, and then stood quietly at the base of the wall not far away.

Although there were soldiers in the place where the food was received to maintain order, at a glance, the crowd could still be seen huddled together, and even emaciated people were squeezed down and gradually lost their breath in the dense stampede.

After some time, Mother Beast Ears struggled to squeeze her way out of the crowd, and the beads of sweat on her forehead showed that the process of receiving food was not easy. However, the potatoes she brought back were only the size of an egg.

With such a small potato, I am afraid that it is not enough for a girl to eat, let alone a mother and daughter.

Mother Beast Ears gave the little girl the whole potato, touched the girl's hair and smiled. The little girl looked at her mother, then at the potato, and wanted to break it in half and give it to her mother, but the beast-eared mother shook her head, pointed to the crowd in line, said something to the little girl, and then touched her belly.

As if to lie to the little girl that she has already eaten and is full.

The little girl looked at her mother suspiciously, and the mother looked at the little girl with tender eyes and nodded slightly.

The little girl picked up the potatoes and was ready to eat them, but suddenly a big rough hand reached out and snatched the potatoes from the girl's hand, and then disappeared into the shadows of the corridors where the corpses were piled up...