Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 450 Suffering
Yesterday, I came back from Siwuhang, it was already late, and several people rested separately for the time being.

Shiwuxing, Ningxia had heard of this place early in the morning, she just arrived here, and she didn't know it was Floating Cloud Island.During the days of being imprisoned, she had heard this word more than once.

If you guessed correctly, there is a deep collusion between the Human Traffickers Corps and Yiwuhang, and they know each other's details.Now that the Human Trafficker Corps is down, Siwuhang is still there. Listening to what Zhao Xue said, Siwuhang still has a large number of sword slaves for sale. It seems that there are many people doing this.

When Ningxia and the others went to the forensic shop yesterday, they didn't see any sword slaves.

From the outside, that place is just an ordinary shop, the decoration is simple, and the exterior is even a bit shabby, and the style of the largest auction house in Lianwu City cannot be seen.

They probably only visited the shops on the outside for ordinary business, the second floor was the wing room for entertaining distinguished guests, and the huge inner courtyard was not open to the public on weekdays.According to Zhao Xue, the inner space will not be opened for guests to enter and exit until the opening of the auction.

Probably afraid that Ningxia would not believe it, the other party also led them to the notary office in the center of the city and set up a letter of guarantee.If it is not true, Ningxia can rely on this letter of guarantee to hold it accountable, and the guild forces of Lianwu City will intervene at that time.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Zhao Xue exaggerated this matter or not.Want to go, she must go, let her see where this place is supposed to sell her is sacred?

And, reunion...

At that time, he stared at the tall door and wall of Siwuxing for a long time, and it was not until Ningxia called him that he came back to his senses.He was stunned, looking like he couldn't come back to his senses.

On the way back to the inn, Ning Xia saw that his face was pale and his thoughts were different, and he knew that the other party must be very uncomfortable at the moment.

At this moment, Chonghuan's mind was filled with heavy emotions, all kinds of emotions emanating from the hair on the wall.Dark, gloomy, piercing screams, moans of pain, and raw breath that smells of rot... a wall.He can't get in, and they can't get out.

These emotions, like gangrene, pierced his head, disturbed his soul, taught him to suffer, taught him to struggle, taught him to once again clearly understand his ultimate inescapable fate.

What should he do?What else can he do?No place here... Chonghuan lowered his head, no one saw that his green eyes were stained with a layer of blood red, revealing deep hatred.

Feeling the obvious pain and struggle on the other side, Ningxia silently retracted the half-stretched hand.Well, nothing is right.

Although she is the nominal master of Chonghuan, she has also experienced life and death difficulties with the other party.But they don't know anything about the past origin of the other party or the things they carry. They only know that the other party was born in the strong line of the temple, and most of the clan members fell into the hands of others.

He didn't know anything about the others, and Ningxia didn't want to inquire about the other party's past, so as not to stab him in the sore foot.

And Chonghuan seldom mentioned his past to Ningxia, and he only said a few words about what happened after he was arrested.

One doesn't ask, one doesn't speak.Ningxia is probably the most thoughtful "master" in the world.so what?
Ningxia didn't care much about the other party's past, she only hoped that his future path would be smoother.

However, at present, the possibility that this wish can be realized is almost nil.According to her observation, Chonghuan's obsession is quite deep.The person who refuses to let go is himself, and the road after that will be difficult and bumpy.

After all, she couldn't care less.The young birds will leave the nest when they grow up, and the separated friends will also experience their own wonderful lives. Everyone's life is her own, and it comes from every choice, and no one else can interfere.

Even if it is the most intimate, it is only a parent-child, let alone a friend who is not related by blood.

Ningxia is going to leave here after all, and Floating Cloud Island will never be her home.And if there is no accident, Chonghuan will continue to stay here.

Therefore, she cherishes the time she spends with each other, and hopes that the other party can get rid of the heavy haze in her heart and usher in a better future.

But how can things be so simple?As a contractor, Ningxia was probably the one who could feel his change, which also gave her no chance to deceive herself.Chonghuan has always been in pain, and he has never been happy.

Even if she could feel the dim light passing from time to time in the other party's soul, she couldn't save that mottled soul.He could only helplessly watch the other party dim a little bit, and there was nothing he could do.

As time went on, Ningxia became more and more aware of the soul essence of the other party struggling under the mask, the blood-red desire that was tumbling faintly... He never said it, but the pain was increasing day by day, tormenting him day and night all the time. , the boundless darkness buried his soul.

What should she do?She can't do anything.

However, it's different now.She has a chance...

Ningxia smiled and handed the storage bag containing the spirit stones to Zhao Xue, and took the invitation letter into his arms.At the other end of the divine soul, there was a sea of ​​blood.

Do you want anything?

Longtan Fengxue, she also passed through Ningxia, what is there to be afraid of?

This time, she will be the knife hander once.

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"Senior Sister Ning, do you... do you think it was a little strange yesterday?" Xie Shi asked hesitantly.

Chonghuan felt unwell and didn't come down to have breakfast with them today.Ning Xia knew the knot in his heart, and without much persuasion, came downstairs alone.

It's fine to let him calm down for a while alone. After holding back his negative emotions for so long, he should have reached a critical point.

I didn't want to, but I heard Xie Shi hesitating for a long time and saying such a sentence.

Ningxia's heart moved, but her face didn't show it, her fingertips couldn't help shaking, and the mustard hanging on the chopsticks was accidentally shaken off.Fortunately, Xie Shi paid attention to this, and he happened to tilt his head to look at the next table.

Before the other party turned around, Ningxia pretended to be calm and put down her chopsticks and took a sip of tea.

"Oh? I don't think there's anything wrong with him, I just think that shop is very wrong. Are you going or not?"

"Senior sister, what nonsense are you talking about. The 500 Yuan spirit stones have been thrown out, are you going to tell me now? Are you kidding me?" Xie Shi smiled wryly.Senior sister Ning didn't buy it because she looked at the other party with pity and softened her heart, right? The 500 yuan of spirit stones has already caught up with his three-month quota.

"I want to go, I'm asking you, are you going? The invitation letter is for two people. Zhao Xuesuo can also bring one follower each, but the follower is not qualified to buy and sell items."

"My little sister, are you kidding me? Of course I'm going!" Xie Shi said with wide eyes and a straight face.

"Originally, I thought that the invitations for two people could not be divided, and I thought that I would ask you to come with me to find out if there is anyone else to sell invitations. Now it's alright, save trouble and spirit stones. I just want to see the world... "

Ningxia was amused by the other party's deliberately exaggerated tone: "Okay! Then I will make you a little servant. Or, you can persuade Chonghuan to let him come."

(End of this chapter)