Jun Yue was stunned for a long time, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he was silent for a long time.

Is this the sorrow of a slave society? Is this the misery of being inhuman?

Even though she has lived such a life of licking blood in the 21st century, she is still touched to witness such a scene here now.

Because there is a place here that is more sad than that world, because this place is more cruel and ruthless than the world full of nuclear weapons, because here they have even become the most painful thing to live, how can we talk about being born equal, freedom and democracy?

At that moment, she suddenly felt a faint pain in her heart again, and strange emotions permeated her, making her figure stagger, and her hand lightly covered her chest.

Yue Xian, did you let me see all this?

Is that what you're all about, and what about me?

In addition to Dayong, are there any other people you are fighting for?

"Da Yue, you-are you okay, are you?" Although Qin Louyue was a little uncomfortable, she looked up and saw Jun Yue's face change again and again, and couldn't help but be concerned.

Jun Yue didn't seem to hear Qin Louyue's call, and he didn't care about Mo Ran, who was also heavy, and walked straight to the torture rack in front of her, devouring blood out of the sheath, and instantly opened the chains of the bound people.

She looked at a girl who was about ten years old, the blood stains and scars had made her lose the innocence she should have at her age, she seemed to hear the sound, opened her dull eyes slightly, and whispered in fear, "No, no, no-"

Jun Yue suddenly stretched out his hand, took the girl, and gently said comfortingly: "Everything will be fine, everything will be fine!"

There was a deathly silence in this closed fear, and even these slaves who had already died were powerless to care about the identities of these arrivals, and they had no strength at all, and the fate that had been written was doomed and there was no way to resist.

Qin Louyue and Mo Ran glanced at each other, and they all drew their long swords to open the bound iron cage, trying to take them away.

"You're free, you're free!" Qin Louyue shouted.

But even the dozens of slaves who were already within striking distance of freedom did not even move, and when they opened their gray eyes, there was more fear, and some of them had begun to shrink back, trying to find a place in the depths of the cage that had trapped them for an unknown number of years.

The girl in LaCrosse's arms, who had reached the limit, slowly closed her eyes, and the moment before she died, she seemed to be relieved and grateful.

LaCrosse looked at the girl for a long time before putting down the person in his hand.

With such an injury, even she can't do anything about it, not to mention that the heart is dead, how painful it should be to live?

The only girl still alive on the gallows died in this way, so silent, so miserable.

LaCrosse didn't care about the blood stains on his clothes, nor did he have the slightest emotional waves, only the face that sank like water slightly stared at those slaves who didn't even dare to pursue freedom.

"Da Yue, are you okay!Why didn't they come out?" Qin Louyue noticed Jun Yue, whose expression was suddenly wrong, and was slightly puzzled, after she finished speaking, she took a few steps forward, wanting to pull out the nearest eight or nine-year-old boy, but at that moment, the little boy shrank into a small corner and howled in horror: "No, no, I won't go out, I don't dare-they-they will definitely kill me!"

Qin Louyue wanted to go in to comfort her distressedly, and comforted her softly, "It's okay, you're free, free, let's go with my sister, let's go!"

The cage was very small, Qin Louyue couldn't get in, so she could only stretch out her arm to go in, but as soon as she touched the frightened person, she was scratched by the boy's long fingertips full of dirt, and her white palm was scratched, she felt a sharp pain, retreated, and turned her head to look at Jun Yue aggrievedly: "This little ghost, why is he so ignorant, obviously I want to save him!"

"That's it, after being a slave for a long time, I don't know how to behave! How sad?" Jun Yue suddenly smiled, his eyes were black and white, and his tone seemed to be helpless, with a little desolation.

At that moment, she finally understood what the so-called mourning for her misfortune and anger meant by it?

It turned out that the Chinese nation was occupied and enslaved by foreign powers for hundreds of years, and it was not only the strong ships and cannons that opened the door of that once invincible dynasty, nor was it not that the struggle was fruitless, but even if freedom was placed in front of them, they had already lost the courage to pursue the light, even if it was a moth to the fire, and they were willing to fall into the eternal darkness and sink into backwardness and ignorance.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no heart, no spirit, and become an empty shell, a walking corpse, that is the real devastating death!

As now, the idea of class inferiority is infused in their blood and bones, which cannot be erased, cannot be eradicated, and even the hope of salvation is gone!

"Then Junyue, what should we do?" Qin Louyue bandaged the few big wounds she had been scratched on, looked at the people who refused to get out of the cage like the boy, and spoke a little angrily.

"Since they have given up on themselves, why should I be bored with myself? How to choose, it's their own business, now, let's go!" LaCrosse turned around without sorrow or joy, still desolate and infinite, without a trace of pity or sympathy.

Because, in the eyes of LaCrosse, if what she rescued was cowardly garbage, then she would rather do nothing!

If she loses the courage to fight, it will be silent forever, no matter how powerful she is, how can she save these slaves who have given up on themselves?

It is not only the body that lives but also the heart and soul!

"Ah, Er Qin, really don't care?" Qin Louyue chased after her, a little unbearable, but she felt that there was nothing wrong with Jun Yue's own words, and asked reluctantly.

"Mo Ran, the deity gives you two hours, take care of everything, and the treasure house will meet in two hours. Of course, if you choose to give up, you can not come, everything is up to you!" Jun Yue's cold words fell down, leaving only the equally dazed teenager.

He hadn't experienced such pain, but the difference was that he lived with courage, and these people were—

Jun Yue walked out of that extremely depressing place, but there was a melancholy between her eyebrows in the darkness, and the cold wind carried the smell of burning in the distance, making her mind constantly sober.

How could she stay out of such a cruel world?

is not a chess piece, or a chess player, how can she Junyue be willing to become the former? But if it is the latter, how much effort should she pay?

"Da Yue, are you-" Qin Louyue, who had caught up, asked tentatively.

"It's okay, it's just a little touch, let's go, let's find something we need, after all, such a tragic thing, you can't think too much!" "Jun Yue turned around, smiled brightly, shining in the night, just looked closer, but it was pretending to be relaxed, that heart has been from the beginning of chic, adding a lot of things, getting heavier and heavier, and she gradually began to breathe.

But in just ten days, she has experienced so much, and the freedom she wants, will it still come?

And at this moment, she didn't want to think about it anymore, even if she did something else, it was better than being so distracted and at a loss.

"Okay, Da Yue, Er Qin listens to you!" Qin Louyue was not stupid, she saw that Jun Yue was upset, and agreed immediately.

LaCrosse nodded and turned to leave.

Qin Louyue also hurriedly followed, the night was long, but it was not only one person's mind that turned, and it was not one person's belief.

It's just that right and wrong can only emerge bit by bit in the long river of history......