Chapter Eighty-Eight: Siyanfang

"Murder? What's wrong with killing? Wu Xianming snorted coldly, "If you don't kill them, they will kill you." ”

"I know......" Cheng Wulin, who was supported by Wang Luli, looked a little weak, "It's just that it feels bad...... All the lives that were once alive ...... because of me."

"You don't eat meat, do you? Chickens, ducks and fish are all life. ”

"Can that be the same as killing someone?" Cheng Wulin roared.

"Where is humanity high? Chickens, ducks and fish also have fathers and mothers, as well as feelings, and humans don't even eat them to survive, just because they are delicious. The mission given to them by human beings is to eat, and for the same reason, the mission given to them by their superiors is to come and kill us lower-realm people, and they all have the consciousness of being killed by us. This is war! Wu Xianming turned his head away and stopped looking at him, "I didn't expect you to be so weak, I really disappointed you......"

"We all know what you're saying...... But I don't believe that you didn't feel anything when you killed a person from the upper realm for the first time. Wang Luli patted Cheng Wulin's back comfortingly, looked at Wu Xianming's back and asked.

Wu Xianming was silent, and his figure stepping on the side of the basket looked very indifferent.

Cheng Wulin took a deep breath and sat down: "It's okay...... Wang, you don't have to worry about me, I'll just be quiet for a while......"

"Hmm." Wang Luli also sat down: "Actually, in the school before, when I killed those people who attacked us, I was also very uncomfortable......

Cheng Wulin stared at his feet: "Yes, I thought you didn't feel anything at all, you look so calm......"

"At that time, I was just like Wu Xianming just said, all I thought in my heart was that if I didn't kill them, they would kill me when they got up, and they would do it first......"

"What if they didn't do it?" Cheng Wulin raised his head, his face was very bad, "If a person has no ill will towards us, but his existence will lead to our death, will you still kill him?" ”

"I will."

"But would you kill that man so calmly?"

"What are you two girls chirping!" Wu Xianming burst out violently and roared angrily, "You two will force you to be endless, Lao Tzu will kill you first!" ”

Seeing that Cheng Wulin and the others were frightened by him, he turned his head again and said to himself: "It's so verbose to kill a person in the upper realm, it's ...... problem."

Several people did not speak again. The laurel basket also floated towards the Thorn Garden again, but there were no more Upper Realm people to attack under the abyss.

Cheng Wulin was silent because he thought about a lot of messy things. Why is it that in this mirror world that connects the upper and lower worlds, the people of the two worlds are enemies? Why do you have to kill each other? His mind was about to explode, but none of these things were questions that he could get answers to by just thinking about them, so he fell into deeper self-doubt.

Wu Xianming was silent because he remembered the scene when he killed someone for the first time. At that time, he was covered in blood, kneeling in front of the Upper Realm Heavenly Bong who was beaten half-dead by the Lord of Du City, and was even begged by the other party to end her life quickly. He finally waited for the woman to breathe before he trembled and mended an axe...... Strictly speaking, he didn't kill the man, but he was still uncomfortable for days when he returned.

And Wang Luli was silent because he lied. In fact, he didn't feel the matter of killing people at all, even when he saw the blood of the men in black gushing out of the wounds he had cut, he thought it was normal. There was even a person who woke up when he slit his throat, and Cheng Wulin, who was facing away from him, didn't see it at all, and the person's eyes widened when he killed him.

So the more he thought about it, the more jealous he became of the bald girl's words. The words had become like a curse, lingering in his mind.

"Here we are."

I don't know how long it took, Wu Xianming said sullenly.

Wang Luli glanced at Cheng Wulin, who was holding his knees, got up and looked out tentatively.

A vibrant floating island came into his sight. The island is lush with green trees that stretch all the way to the white sandy beach.

"This is Jing Cong Garden?" He asked, and Cheng Wulin also stood up curiously and looked at it.

"Part of it. Jingcongyuan is a large group of islands, and this is the outermost island. ”

"Since you've been banished...... Walking back with such a swagger will not be ......" Cheng Wulin had almost walked out of his state of loss, and his tone returned to normal.

"This is Elm Island, one of the islands I used to be in charge of, and the owner of the island is my most loyal subordinate, and he will open a green passage for us to the main island."

"If you think it's okay." Wang Luli knocked on the laurel branch, "Won't it be too conspicuous if we go over like this?" ”

"Then go from below and return the bag to you."

Wu Xianming threw Wang Luli's schoolbag over, watched him put the schoolbag back on his back, and then pulled the laurel axe violently, and the laurel branches fell apart and retracted into the axe.

He grabbed Cheng Wulin and Wang Luli's clothes again as he did at the beginning: "Come on!" ”

With a brush, the figures of the three of them instantly pierced through the humid air of Jingcong Garden and rushed towards the bottom of Elm Island.

Upper Realm Mirror.

Siyanfang is the capital of the Red Kingdom. The city is like a city built on plum blossom piles, with the base erected on huge log pillars, rising from the ground for thousands of miles. Huge pillars run through the city, standing like giant towers, each carved with intricate and mysterious patterns.

Among these huge pillars, like spider webs, hung huge cloths that spanned the entire city, colorful as they fluttered with the wind, covering the city from time to time.

In the middle of the city, there is a carved octagonal tower of wood.

Yan Rong wore a wide fur cloak that didn't match his short stature, and squeezed through the crowd on the crowded streets of Siyanfang towards the octagonal tower in the middle of the city.

"I'm almost there, who hasn't come?" He raised his wrist and asked in a childish voice.

A rough man's voice came from his wrist: "It's time for you and Mr. Cannon, Mr. General has been waiting for a long time, Mr. Pawn." ”

"Yes, sir, I'll be there shortly." Yan Rong bit her lip, "Borrow it!" ”

He was a little anxious to push the people in front of him, but his body was too young, and the few big men in front of him who walked side by side really blocked the road tightly.

The chess pieces strictly prohibit each member from revealing their own identities, and they are all addressed to each other as "sir", and they show the image of ordinary people to the outside world.

So at this time, he is just an ordinary child who can't be more ordinary.