Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 462

The fact that Ningxia was imprisoned was only known to the people from the Human Traffickers Corps.

She even suspected that few people over there recognized her.After all, who's going to write down a "cargo" trapped in a cage.

Later, their entire army was wiped out, and Ningxia watched as they were dragged away one by one.Look at their appearance... they probably won't come out.

Then this person, the guy in front of her who knew about her incident, is not the remnant of the escape, but the undercover who was rescued.

Although the other party looked different from what she saw at the time, and the cultivation base was not so high, people could dress up in disguise.

Compared with the less friendly former, Ningxia prefers the latter.Although this also means that she has fallen on the side of the greedy wolf, but at least she doesn't have to hold her breath and fight.

To be honest, always setting fire to people like this always makes her feel like a crime.There are so many people in this inn, and Ningxia doesn't want to use this trick unless it is forced.

"...At that time, I was lurking on the boat in disguise, and I saw you. Later, before our people came to help, you disappeared."

Of course, we had already run away. She burned the boat and led the monsters. She was still hiding in the small black box to watch the scene.

"After you disappeared, Prince Xu mistakenly thought that we were rescued by our cowardice, but he beat me up. In fact, when I asked all my colleagues, they didn't send anyone to rescue the Holy Vessel. I was the only one who was rescued by Prince Xu's boat."

Thinking of the situation that day, Jiang Hualang smiled bitterly.It was really thrilling at the time. If it was later, Wang Zixu would be able to smash his dantian, making him unable to cultivate from now on.

He was in a coma for a long time afterwards, but when he woke up, he heard the news that the Holy Vessel had disappeared without a trace. He really couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or sad.

The appearance of Ningxia made him feel that he was getting closer to the truth of that night.After all, this girl was the only ordinary person who showed up that night, and she probably knew what happened that night.

Now Ningxia has completely determined that the other party is the unlucky undercover gentleman.What he said matched what Ningxia knew.At that time, she watched everything from not far away.

At this point, Ningxia also knew why the other party came to the door.What is there for her to escape from ordinary people?It must be for the holy vein that disappeared with her.

That night, the group of kids.The thought of some unproven but always haunting terrifying conjecture.

Ningxia's heart was a little stiff. She licked her dry lips and said, "Then can you tell me that the girl who committed suicide today...is the Holy Vein?"

She faintly knew that she was already standing on the edge of the cliff of truth, and she was just about to pierce that layer of paper with a single kick.

It was a truth she didn't want to face.Although I had already noticed it at the time...

Jiang Hualang fixed his eyes on Ningxia before committing suicide: "Yes." Until now, he still seemed to be able to feel the scorching heat, the broken sword, the cold blade, and...the girl before her death. Smile.

Really yes.

Ningxia was in a trance.

Although I had guessed it for a long time, when it was confirmed, it was still very uncomfortable.

So, that night, those more than 100 children... all died?

Ningxia finally remembered why the clanging sound of gold and stone that she heard today felt inexplicably familiar.

It turned out that she had heard such a voice that night.

Louder than this, more tragic than this... Condensing the despair and unwillingness of those children.It was the last neigh and cry of a group of poor people on the brink of death.

What's up with this...what's up with this? !Is this rather a broken piece of jade than a complete piece of tile?

"What do you...know?" Jiang Hualang said softly, quietly looking at Ningxia's gloomy expression.

If it was just guesswork before, now he is sure that this girl must know something.

What is the truth?Make her look so sad.The girl's strange question led him in an unknown direction, a terrible fact he didn't want to hear.

He vaguely felt that the truth might be more cruel than he imagined.

Ningxia's throat was dry for a while, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"If you want to find them. Then you are too late, they have left..."

He had already guessed in his heart, but after hearing Ning Xia's earnest answer, his mind inevitably exploded. The blood on his face disappeared in an instant, and his face turned pale.

He unconsciously took two steps back and murmured, as if he had suddenly lost his voice.It took a long time to find his voice, but his voice was hoarse: "Dead? All?"

Ningxia didn't make a sound, put down the sword in his hand, and leaned against the couch a little wearily.This is the default.

"How can you be so stupid? A bunch of idiots. The people who harmed them are still alive, but they are willing to die like this. Why can't they wait any longer..." Jiang Hualang murmured.

Probably...disappointed.

Such a feeling flashed through Ningxia's heart.For no reason, there is such a voice in my heart.

This reminded her of the inexplicable tired feeling that occasionally came from the other end of the soul.This emotion is often mixed with all kinds of anger and hatred, and it is deeply rooted in the soul.

For some reason, Ningxia felt that it was a disappointment, a deep disappointment.

Disappointed by whom?She doesn't know either.

Yep.After all, someone will remember you, even if it's just a stranger.Looking at the sadness in Jiang Hualang's eyes, Ningxia felt that the world was not so cold and people were not so scary.

"Can you tell me something about that day?"

"it is good."

……

There was nothing to hide about that day.A premeditated uprising, an escape plan all the way, nothing more.

Hiding the little black box and hiding the world, Ningxia said everything she could say.

How were those sacred veins treated, how did they escape, and how did they end up in a desperate situation... The dry language also made Jiang Hualang face the plight of Li's sacred veins.

How can they? !How dare they? !

Disgusting.Prince Xu, Siwuxing, noble families... The people who are not behind the scenes are all so ugly and terrifying, their greedy faces make people sick.

Before this, how many sacred veins have been humiliated by this?How desperate are they, and even their hatred is thrown away together, and they go to death brazenly.

How many holy veins are there, and they are not even qualified to commit suicide.

Those pigs and dogs are not as good as things.Beast!
I'm afraid they have long forgotten.Who rescued their ancestors from the difficult and dangerous situation, and recreated them with grace?Who was it that propped up this city for them, allowing them to live and work in peace and contentment here for generations?

Did you forget?No, maybe not, just don't care.

will pay back.There will be retribution...maybe they already have it.

There was a thunderous sound in the sky, as if echoing something.

(End of this chapter)