The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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After saying this, he handed the thing in his hand to them in the surprised eyes of everyone and let them look through it.

When those people saw the words, they thought it was the child's essay. In the past, they would not even look at such things, wasting their time.

But soon, they remembered that this thing was handed to them by the Night King, so they patiently read on. After reading it, they discovered the mystery, and then read faster and faster, and the expressions on their faces became more and more surprised.

The first one had such a reaction, and they just thought it was an exaggeration, but soon the next few people reacted in the same way, so the rest of the people began to wonder what they were looking at.

Soon, driven by such curiosity, those people finished looking at those things in no time.

After everyone had finished reading, one of them looked at the Night King and said excitedly: "Your Excellency has found a rare talent there. These are all wonderful ways to govern this incident. Some of these policies can be used not only for this incident, but also in the future."

Seeing the minister's inappropriate behavior, the Night King slightly raised his lips, looking very happy. He did not answer his question, but continued: Since it is useful, use the above things to draw up a usable charter.

Seeing that the Night King did not answer his question, the minister did not get angry, but happily accepted the task. Yes, we will definitely get this done.

The Night King nodded slightly, sat on the main seat, and looked at the people below who were discussing enthusiastically what to do next based on those pieces of paper.

As he listened, his thoughts drifted away. He looked at the scenery outside the window, played with the ring in his hand, and murmured: I don’t know what Jill is doing now.

Mother, I'm hungry. A skinny child, huddled on a woman who also had little flesh, almost didn't have the strength to breathe.

The woman looked down at her baby, the last of her four children still alive.

The woman's skinny face had little expression, and she looked like a puppet without a soul. She looked at her dying child, her cloudy eyes seemed to want to cry, but after a while she could only stare at her child with red eyes, without shedding a single tear.

Their food had been eaten up long ago on the way of escape, and they survived the second half of the journey by gnawing on tree bark and eating Guanyin soil. What else is there to eat now?

Thinking of this, the woman looked towards the magnificent city not far away. She knew that as long as she entered the city, she would have a chance to survive. But the people in the city did not welcome them and drove them away, asking them to leave.

The woman thought, if they could still leave, why should they stay here? But the world is so big, there is no place for them. If they can't stay here, then she can leave her life behind, at least she won't have to endure the pain of exile.

Just as the woman was thinking about how she could take her child away from this world with an intact body, there was a sudden noise in front of her, and then she saw the door that had been blocking them from the outside slowly open.

Chapter 170 Epidemic

On the day when the city gates were opened, those refugees who had already given up hope suddenly saw hope of survival.

Many well-dressed soldiers came out of the city and announced loudly to the homeless people that they would accept them and arrange personnel to treat their sick people.