For Zhuo Yao, being able to abolish Sun Xiang's cultivation here is beneficial and harmless. Regardless of whether what Sun Xiang said was true or not, as long as he couldn't use those powerful spells, Zhuo Yao was confident that he would take the initiative.

But it wasn't until the Blood Breaking Nail pierced into the sea of qi and felt the special touch of the True Yuan collapsing in his hand that Zhuo Yao realized that it was so incredible. The most valuable thing for a cultivator is undoubtedly his own cultivation, and Sun Xiang would rather give up his cultivation in order to gain her trust. This approach made her feel unreasonable.

She wanted to scold in her heart, you finally have strong strength, how can you waste it on such a boring little thing. You must know that every cultivator who is willing to stand on the side of the common people is an extremely valuable asset. And now a powerful help has been abolished by Zhuo Yao so personally, she is angry and remorseful, and the key is that she can't say anything.

Because if Sun Xiang didn't do this, she really couldn't believe him, it was a dead knot.

If a cultivator is pierced into the sea of qi by a blood-breaking nail, he will inevitably lose his cultivation. Even Tu Peng, the most powerful city lord in Songhe City, was not spared. Zhuo Yao finally stopped doubting Sun Xiang's sincerity at this time. Seeing that his face turned pale, she quickly pulled her fingers out of Sun Xiang's body.

"I'm sorry. Zhuo Yao's voice was a little crying, and he took out a handkerchief to plug Sun Xiang's wound, "I shouldn't doubt you." ”

This is really treating Sun Xiang as a good comrade.

"It doesn't matter. Sun Xiang comforted her, "You hurt me deeply, I will be able to recover if I practice penance for a while." The important thing is to save the civilians of Songhe. ”

Zhuo Yao was moved by Sun Xiang's great personality, and tears fell down her eyes. She nodded diligently, the bell around her neck tinking.

As for whether Sun Da is a good comrade or not, no. He's just acting. First of all, Sun Xiang's cultivation is not something that a mortal can abolish with a broken nail, and then even if the true yuan of the whole body is completely dissolved, Sun Xiang's pranayama can be restored to its original state in ten weeks.

For a cultivator of his level, there is basically no so-called vital point. What really matters to cultivators is the Purple Mansion and the Lingtai, not the Dantian. For Sun Xiang's own image, the Purple Mansion is also dispensable. The Phaseless Freedom Law was originally a 10 million purple mansion, and his purple mansion was cheaper than 5,000 toilet papers.

In order to satisfy Zhuo Yao, the head of Sun even specially used the phaseless self-freedom method to spell out a sea of qi in the body for her to poke and play. Of course, there is no need to say this to Zhuo Yaoming.

Outside the gates of Songhe Castle, there were civilians and cultivators brutally executed, and inside Songhe Castle there were assassins of the Assassins who assassinated Tu Peng, which meant that there was a huge resistance group hidden under Songhe Castle. Judging from Zhuo Yao's preparations for the assassination of Rui Qing, this organization acted rigorously and thoughtfully without lack of boldness.

Sun Xiang needs such an organization, otherwise he will not be able to deal with the aftermath. He could bombard Tu Peng and other high-level cultivators of Songhe into slag.

The question is about what to do after that.

You must know that it is not a few people and dozens of people who are waiting for him to save, there are millions of civilians here in Songhe. Even if you settle millions of pigs, it's not a lot of work that can be done by one person. Not to mention millions of people!

Whether these people are resettled in situ or transferred to Binhai, Sun Xiang needs at least a management team of 1,000 people. He couldn't bear to draw people from Xiaoyue, who was short of manpower, so it would be great if there was such a ready-made resistance organization in Songhe.

Contrary to her weak appearance, Zhuo Yao is a person who makes quick decisions. Since she chose to believe in Sun Xiang, she no longer hesitated. Now that the assassination of Rui Qing has completely failed, the matter must be reported to the colonel immediately.

She took Sun Xiang's hand and hurriedly left the small building that received guests. Rui Qing is not here, and there may be a turning point in this matter. But before leaving, Zhuo Yao ran over and packed all the fruits and took them away. She tasted a grape, and it was obviously sweet!

The structure of Rui Qing's mansion was already clear to Zhuo Yao long before the task. Sun Xiang followed her through the eaves, sometimes hiding in an unexpected corner, avoiding several groups of servants who almost met her.

"Not every civilian slave can be trusted. Zhuo Yao explained to Sun Xiang in a low voice, "Many slaves will sell their own kind in order to please their masters. In fact, most of the sacrifices of the partners in the organization are because of these people's revelations. ”

"Do you hate them?" Sun Xiang asked.

"Don't hate. Zhuo Yao simply replied, "This is human nature." ”

Their destination was a firewood house in the corner of Ruifu, where a scar-faced man with a strong body was chopping wood. Seeing Zhuo Yao appear safely, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. But when he saw that Zhuo Yao was still followed by someone, he was so frightened that he immediately clenched the axe.

"Own people. Zhuo Yao immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Old Scar, the assassination failed, but I haven't been exposed yet, open the door immediately." ”

Old Scar cautiously looked Sun Xiang up and down, and after confirming that Zhuo Yao was not coerced, he turned around and walked into the firewood room.

Stacks of chopped firewood were neatly stacked in the firewood room, and he swept away the dead branches and debris in the corner with his legs, opening a secret door. There was a pit below, and when the two climbed into it, it was pitch black and the air was dreary, and it seemed that ventilation had not been considered.

It's a makeshift tunnel, so it's in rudimentary condition. Because Rui Qing's strength and perception are extremely strong, it is difficult to hide from him by digging a hole under his feet. So every time, he can only start construction when he goes out to play, or when he goes to Tu Peng's place to discuss things.

In fact, Zhuo Yao herself did not approve of taking the risk of digging this evacuation passage for her. According to the original plan, she was supposed to commit suicide immediately after assassinating Rui Qing.

Because the two boys around Rui Qing are also cultivators, although their cultivation is average, Zhuo Yao is by no means an opponent. After the assassination was successful, there was no chance of her escaping. He had to commit suicide immediately to avoid being subjected to inhuman torture later.

But the companions insisted on digging this temporary passage, hoping that Rui Qing's two boys happened not to be guarding the door, so Zhuo Yao might still have a chance of life. Everyone loves this cute girl with a baby face, and everyone feels bad about sending her on such a mortal mission.

The short passage quickly came to an end, and Sun Xiang estimated the distance, which should have left the range of Rui Mansion at this time, and the ground was now near the street.

Zhuo Yao pushed away the broken bricks and other debris blocked at the entrance of the passage, and Sun Xiang realized that the "outside" she just said was not Songhe City, but a huge underground world.

Civilians were not allowed to live on the surface and were driven into the sewers. As for whether millions of people can be stuffed in the sewers, how to maintain their hygiene, and what to eat, the cultivators and adults who are high in Songhe will not think about these boring questions.

Perhaps, it was their intention to reduce the number of untouchables on a large scale, leaving only a few slaves and miners to serve them.

But human beings are such strong creatures, even in the darkness of the earth, they can use their wisdom to struggle for survival.

The underground of Songhe City has long been opened up into a huge underground network without the cultivators knowing. By connecting the sewer lines, the original underground parking lot and many other underground facilities, they can barely survive like rats.

But food is always desperately scarce.

In order to fill their stomachs, a small number of civilians would take the initiative to ask for tattoos on their faces and become the slaves of a certain cultivator. But there are not many such places, because even the upper echelons of Songhe like Rui Qing only raised more than 5,000 slaves. And to become a slave is not only to lose your freedom, but also to the danger of dying at any time.

It's not that every Songhe cultivator is inherently brutal, but under the influence of such an environment and values, they will quickly give up the bottom line. People are conformists, and practitioners are no exception.

The mortality rate of slaves was high, and the reasons for dying were very strange. Or the dish is salty, or dare to look up at the host. Sometimes, even the master has a bad luck playing cards, so he kills some slaves to rejoice. It's just ants, trampling a few to death, not enough to recruit again. There's a lot of it in the sewers anyway.

Civilians who do not want to be slaves of a certain master can also choose to become slaves of the city lord Tu Peng. Tu Peng only asked them to do one thing, which was to mine and refine yellow in the mine.

This is a very hard work, because the yellowing veins are deep in the crevices of the hard granite. There is no electricity, so there will be no modern mining machinery. The miners need to chisel the granite with a pickaxe, as their ancestors did, to obtain a little bit of precious yellowing.

Like all primitive underground operations, deadly threats such as landslides, water penetration, and gas explosions occur almost daily. In the Reiki era, there were many more strange monsters in the well.

But the miners aren't actually more afraid of youkai, because there's no difference between youkai and a landslide and a gas explosion - it's death!

The mortality rate of miners was only higher than that of slaves. But most of the civilians of Songhe, as long as they have a little strength, will choose to become miners.

Because, the weak will also have dignity.

In addition to slaves and miners, there were also large numbers of civilians who did not have access to food sources. Most of these people are incapacitated for work. At this time, the sewer under the cultivator's manor became a gathering place for them.

Practitioners and their slaves produce a lot of household waste every day, which flows into this underground world through sewers. It was a feast for the common people.

Not far from Zhuo Yao and Sun Xiang crawled out, there were about 100 people surrounding dozens of sewage outlets under Ruiqing Mansion. Whenever there is a noise in the pipes, they rush up with excitement.

Even a pile of bones can lead to a vicious fight.

The smell here is just terrible. Aged garbage and the human body that has not been cleaned for a long time are mixed with damp and foul air, fermenting a disgusting odor.

Sun Xiang had to hold his breath, but Zhuo Yao seemed to be used to such an environment. Her eyes searched the crowd of people snatching food waste, and soon found her companion who was waiting for her.