"How did you know that the Shadow Pupil Army was going to trouble you?"

"I don't know. But in the body of the last person of the Phantom Pupil Army, I found this. Xue Ying handed him what she had found, "Don't ask me why I'm looking for something on him, I don't know anything." ”

This was probably very bad news, because the stove frowned even more when he heard this. He didn't rush to check what Xue Ying had found, and after pondering for a while, he asked, "Have you been feeling unwell lately?"

Xue Ying was still staring at him: "If you ask if you feel uncomfortable on a rainy day, it's a little bit, but it's not too serious." ”

The stove nodded: "That's good." ”

"So, I've become a voyeur too? If the voyeur wants to die, will I die too?"

"It's just a talent awakening, without the guidance of a special person, you can't become a voyeur. ”

Xue Ying somewhat understood: "So, I will do some actions for no reason, but I can't figure out the reason why I want to do those things?"

"Probably so. The stove looked down at what Xue Ying had found.

Xue Ying leaned over, looking left and right, looking up and down, it was just some abstract lines, strange: "What is this?"

The stove's expression was a little strange and he didn't answer.

Xue Ying asked again, "What is the Phantom Pupil Army?"

The stove put away the piece: "Some people who should have died a long time ago." ”

"But you let them go?"

The stove glanced at her, only a light glance, but it made her heart "chuckle", as if her soul was swept into the abyss by a black whirlpool. Fortunately, the stove quickly shifted his gaze: "Hmm. ”

Xue Ying thought for a while: "Do you regret it?"

"I regret it. I should have killed them all, not a single one. ”

"Back then?" Xue Ying muttered, "Was it the year when Chuansha slaughtered the city? They were still babies at that time, right?"

The stove didn't want to talk about it anymore: "You have a good rest, and we'll leave after dark." "It's so hot during the day that they can only go on the road at night.

"Is that enough?" Xue Ying asked.

"Huh?"

Xue Ying lowered her neck and asked in a low voice, "Are the captured prisoners enough?"

This time, it took a long time for the stove to reply, "Enough." ”

Xue Ying smiled abruptly: "That's good." ”

The stove didn't say anything more, turned and walked away. Xue Ying was stunned for a while, sat down weakly, and sighed.

The conversation between the two people is like playing Tai Chi, obviously only the last thin layer of paper is left, but no one is willing to pierce it. On the one hand, Xue Ying was afraid of the truth, and on the other hand, she was angry in her heart, so she wanted to hear what the other party said in person, but the stove always thought that the time had not come, even if it was still hidden from her at this time.

Can you hide it? Talent awakening means that she is hanging!

………………

After the sun went down, the Northern Xinjiang Army pulled up the camp and marched in an unknown direction with the captured captives of the Northern Plains. Because of the large number of prisoners, there were several riots on the road, but none of them were suppressed. Later, the captives were hungry and wounded, and they no longer had the strength to toss, so they quieted down.

Qiaoya opened her eyes sharply and gasped. Xue Ying, who was sitting opposite, raised her eyes: "Have a nightmare again?"

Qiaoya swallowed with difficulty. She thought she was strong inside, but after seeing how the Northern Xinjiang Army treated those prisoners along the way, she was still quite stimulated. She understood the measures that had to be taken in order to suppress the people of the northern plains who were about to move, but it was difficult for her to keep her heart calm when she saw humans killing each other by all kinds of unbelievable means.

Xue Ying saw the blue and black under Qiaoya's eyes, and after thinking about the twists and turns along the way, this girl had lost weight several times, and she was a little distressed: "Don't you still want to go back?"

Qiao Ya shook her head, and then finally couldn't help but ask a question: "Miss, where are we going now?"

Xue Ying was a little distracted, but the car stopped at this moment. Qiaoya lifted the curtain and saw the scene in front of her, and her eyes widened suddenly.

Xue Ying followed her gaze and was also stunned.

This is the slaughter city, but it is not the lifeless slaughter city she remembers. In the basin surrounded by mountains, the majestic castle occupies about a quarter of the area, and the remaining three-quarters are now full of paddy fields, full of greenery, and the growth of rice is gratifying, and it is a scene of prosperity. The towering walls, which once gave people a great sense of oppression, were crawling with greenery, and they were both spectacular and vibrant. If it weren't for this special terrain and the majestic and iconic city walls, Xue Ying would almost think that this was another mirage.

Qiaoya opened her mouth wide: "Is there such a place in northern Xinjiang?

Indeed, such a slaughter city can only be described in four words: heaven on earth.

But how has it completely changed in just a few months?

It was not surprising to see the commotion of the captives in the distance, and it was not surprising to see such a scene in such a desolate place as northern Xinjiang, but when they heard the movement, they clearly let out a cry full of terror, as if they had seen the gates of hell.

There is a terrifying legend in the northern plains, there is a place that looks like a fairyland in the northern part of the territory, which is made of the Infernal Hell, and once the people of the northern plains step into it, they will never be able to live beyond the world.

And now, this hell is just around the corner.

Xue Ying and the others did not enter the city, but camped on a high place, overlooking the entire city. At the same time as the camp was set up, the captives began to be organized to line up and enter the slaughterhouse.

After several days of torture, the captives, who had long since lost their sharpness, made a final struggle, but then came a strong repression that had been prepared. The people of the northern plains value their legs very much, because they cannot ride a horse without them, so for them it is more painful to lose their legs than to die. So after watching dozens of people with their legs cut off and dragged into ox carts to slaughter the city, they had to accept this cruel fact and use their own feet to walk towards this legendary city of hell.

In the morning light, Xue Ying stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the city below. The paddy field is like a beautiful and immaculate green carpet that looks soft, warm and pleasing to the eye.

I finally knew where the straw that covered the roofs of the slaughtered city came from.

She had seen a scene like this in the city of only Fu. But Fucheng is in the south, and it has the blessing of the gifted weir, so it has become a pivotal "granary" and blessed land of Dagu. In a place like northern Xinjiang, where the climate is harsh and the landmarks are barren, it is definitely a miracle of miracles that such a scene can appear as a slaughter city.

"Qiaoya, guess how many people are in this city?" Xue Ying asked.

Qiaoya grabbed her hair and shook her head: "I can't guess." ”

"Then guess how many captives came with us this time?"

Qiaoya thought about it and replied very hesitantly: "Seventy or eighty thousand." ”

Xue Ying looked into the distance: "More than fifty percent of the army in the Northern Plains have become our prisoners. None of these people can go back. ”

Qiao Ya thought for a moment: "Are we going to leave them here to farm?"

Hearing this, Xue Ying laughed "poof", and then her smile became sour: "I hope so." ”