At this time, Xin'er's worst worries were also solved, and finally, Jiaoliu no longer had to accept the punishment of heaven, and in addition to being happy, Xin'er hurriedly wanted to kneel in front of Long Zhiru, but was held up by Long Zhiru.

"Xin'er, what are you doing!" Long Zhiru said angrily.

"Hehe, I want to thank Senior Long, thank you Senior for being willing to let Brother Jiaoliu go, thank you Senior for agreeing to let Brother Jiaoliu send us to the Giant Forest Farm!" Xin'er scratched her head and smiled.

"Thank you, thank you, no thanks!" Long Zhiru said with some dissatisfaction.

Xin'er smiled slightly, immediately understood, ran forward, hugged Long Zhiru, and said with a pretty face close to her arms.

"Hee-hee, thank you Grandma Long, Grandma Long is the best!"

Long Zhiru was a little caught off guard, and in order not to let Xin'er find out the paleness on her face, she hurriedly controlled the upsurge of blood in her body, so that a trace of blood appeared on her face. showed a loving gaze again, and touched Xin'er's head.

"Silly boy, I said it all, no thanks, go quickly, don't waste time. ”

Xin'er raised her head and looked at Long Zhiru and said, "Grandma, then let's go first, and come to see you when we have time." ”

Long Zhiru also looked at Xin'er, neither agreeing nor objecting, but urged with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's go." ”

"Then let's go, goodbye Grandma Long!" Xin'er waved at Long Zhiru.

Long Zhiru also waved at Xin'er, and watched Xin'er and the others leave, and his face turned pale again. I secretly said in my heart: Goodbye, goodbye!

......

Leaving Hongqin Palace, the group set off again, but Xin'er did not plan to fly directly to the Giant Spirit Field, but planned to go to the Alien Demon Forest first, see the cabin, and then go to the Giant Forest Field, everyone naturally had no opinion.

Called like this, the three of them naturally sat on Jiaoliu's body, Jiaoliu excitedly flapped his tail, let out a dragon groan, and took the three of them out of the Red River and soared in the sky, the speed was as fast as a meteor catching the moon.

Xin'er was lying on Jiaoliu's body, and the cold wind could only blow away Xin'er's flowing hair, not tearing her delicate skin. The wind had long been fixed by the dragon scales, and he couldn't pull it away, let alone hurt people, so he had to do useless work on the scales.

Xin'er closed her eyes lightly and listened attentively to the rhythm of the wind, the flow of blood, and the beating of her heart. Said softly.

"Brother Jiaoliu, what kind of person do you think Grandma Long is?"

Jiaoliu was slightly stunned when he heard this, recalling Long Zhiru, who almost tortured himself to death back then, and couldn't help but shudder. After thinking about it again, he thought about it like a motherly dragon, and he had some of his own answer in his heart.

However, Jiaoliu did not immediately answer Xin'er's question, but asked rhetorically: "Xin'er, what kind of person do you think Senior Long is?"

"Me?" Xin'er looked up at the sea of stars, taking in the starry sky.

"I think Grandma Long is a good person. Xin'er smiled.

"Good guys, hmph, maybe......"

Jiaoliu paused and continued, "Then what kind of person do you think I am?"

"If it weren't for Brother Jiaoliu, I might have died a long time ago. So, of course, Brother Jiaoliu is also a good person!And it's a very good kind!" Xin'er stroked Jiaoliu's wound and said without thinking.

Hearing this, a trace of tenderness flashed in Jiaoliu's eyes, and after a long time, he spoke: "Sister Xin'er, do you know how many innocent lives I and Lord Long have killed?"

Hearing this, Miaochen, who had been leaning on the dragon horn, suddenly opened his eyes, turned over, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and as if he was awake.

And Xin'er was stunned and subconsciously shook her head.

"From the time I counted until a hundred and twelve-year ago, four thousand five hundred and sixty thousand five hundred and twelve lives fell at my hands. Among them, humans and spirit animals basically account for half of each other. ”

"And from the time I met Lord Long to a hundred and twelve years ago, I have witnessed Lord Long personally kill 93,721,255 lives with her own hands, however, there is more than that, when I can't see it, she doesn't know how many lives she killed. ”

Xin'er lowered her head silently, feeling that the three views had already collapsed, and the images of Jiaoliu and Long Zhiru in Xin'er's heart were gradually distorted.

"Now, do you still think we are good people?" Jiaoliu said lightly.

Xin'er was silent, a pair of eyes lost their previous agility, half-drooping eyelids, long eyelashes trembling slightly in the wind, still lying on Jiaoliu's back, not knowing what to think.

......

"Is it really good to tell her this so early, aren't you afraid that she will be prejudiced?" Miaochen closed her eyes and said.

Jiaoliu did not respond, still flying at a constant speed, and perhaps only he knew what he was thinking.

To be honest, Jiaoliu herself didn't know why she wanted to say this to Xin'er, telling the young Xin'er such a cruel truth in person would undoubtedly make her view of Jiaoliu change, affect her heart, and even make her three views collapse.

However, Jiaoliu did not regret saying these words at all, and even felt that it was too late to say it now.

In his opinion, as an elder brother, what he should really do is not to stay by Xin'er's side forever to protect her, but to present his truest self in front of Xin'er, tell Xin'er the rules of the world, and relay the face of the world to Xin'er. The merits are up to her.

Not because of anything else, just because he is Xin'er's brother! Even because Xin'er no longer regards himself as a brother after saying this, Jiaoliu will not hesitate!

Xin'er slowly climbed from Jiaoliu's back to the top of his head, sat cross-legged, felt the gentle evening breeze blowing on her cheeks, rubbed Jiaoliu's sideburns on her forehead, and said softly.

"Brother Jiaoliu, I actually already knew what you said. Grandpa once told me that in this world, there are no so-called good people, no so-called bad people, and no so-called people. There are only the so-called superiors and subordinates, and the feet of the superiors are destined to be filled with the bones of countless subordinates. The hands of the superior are destined to be stained with the blood of countless subordinates. ”

"In order to survive, in order not to let others step under their feet, in order not to turn themselves into deep bones. Why not let your hands be stained with blood, let your shoulders be burdened with resentment, and let your face be filled with cruelty?"

"So, even if Brother Jiaoliu slaughters thousands of living beings, I won't hate you, because I know that everything you do is to survive. Everything is forgivable for survival, even if you kill me for survival, I will forgive you. ”

"Xin'er, I'm ......"

Before Jiaoliu could speak, Xin'er took the lead and said, "Brother Jiaoliu, do you know why I think you and Grandma Long are good people." ”

Jiaoliu shook his head.

Xin'er lay on Jiaoliu's head again and whispered.

"Hee-hee, because although I agree with my grandfather's words, I don't want to do what he says. ”

"Why?" said Jiaoliu.

"In my opinion, there are still good people in this world. ”

"Then what is a good person?" Jiaoliu said a little confused.