Chen Li couldn't help but sigh at the strange changes in life.

As the fire ignited, thick smoke billowed from the sky and the earth for a moment, and countless wild beasts ran like wolves. Occasionally they encountered low-level monsters that were panicking and chose their own way, and were killed by Chen Li with his flying sword.

He slightly regretted selling the second-level low-grade flying sword.

Fortunately, there is another first-level flying sword in the storage bag. Combined with the foundation-building spiritual power, its power is just about right, and it is more than enough to kill low-level monsters.

…

In the evening, just when the fire was about to reach the shanty town.

Suddenly, a monk with ragged clothes, unkempt hair and an unclear face wielded a flying sword and flew over the flames unsteadily. When he saw the crowd setting fire in the distance, he screamed excitedly:

"Don't burn it, don't burn it, there are still people here!"

Chen Li quickly shouted stop.

He didn't expect that after six years, there would still be people alive here.

The opponent flew down unsteadily, his feet gave way, and he fell to the ground awkwardly. Only then did Chen Li realize that this was a woman.

She got up, looked at the crowd, looked left and right, her mouth kept moving, and she was speechless for a moment: "Finally... finally, when someone... came, woo woo woo..."
Chapter completed!