"Wen Xi, Wen Xi..." Lu Xiao cried to himself, his body shaking constantly. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of determination replaced his previous expression of sadness and despair.
Lu Xiao gritted his teeth and yanked Liu Weike's hand on his shoulder. He stood up quickly and threw her to the ground. There seemed to be too much resentment in his heart, and he suddenly rose up.
The fist almost landed on Liu Weike's face, but stopped only a few centimeters away from her.
Lu Xiao slowly put away his fists and murmured: "I'm sorry..."
"No need to say sorry, I'm glad to see you can cheer up." Liu Weike stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, his tone gradually became gentler. "You can leave here in two days, I hope you can
Hurry up and adjust yourself. At that time, whether you are willing to stay and join us, or you want to leave, you can. I just hope that you can have the courage to face your own life. I think Wen Xi is the same in Tianling.
Looking forward to it.”
Just as Liu Weike was about to turn around and leave, she heard Lu Xiao say behind her: "I know a person who was also lurking in ICV before. It's just that he has a somewhat withdrawn personality and doesn't like to deal with strangers. If you can persuade him and
If you join forces, he may be able to help you."
Liu Weike looked at him doubtfully and asked quickly: "Who are you talking about?"
Lu Xiao's pale face was covered with a layer of sticky sweat. He wiped the sweat on his face, opened his chapped and dull lips and replied: "He is Wen Xi's biological brother, codenamed Si Zhao."
"Okay, we will pay attention to this person. Lu Xiao, thank you for your willingness to help us." Liu Weike held his skinny hand and said sincerely.
"You really scared me to death just now. Your method of forcing him to cheer up is too extreme." Martina, who walked out of the cell, hugged Liu Weike's arm and whispered.
"If you let him stay so depressed, I'm afraid he won't be able to think about it anymore. No matter what method you use, you should give him a reason to live first." Liu Weike said in a deep voice.
******
The city of Saint Kunde is always covered with clouds, and the sun hides behind the thick clouds all day long, refusing to show its face even once for several days.
Miyun walked on the bustling street, greeting acquaintances passing by from time to time. His appearance here was not out of place at all, because he was surrounded by those tall and slender Helang people with blue skin, and pure-blooded Helang people.
Compared with Katsuto, Miyun is considered short. His eyes, which are at least twice as big as those from Chuanning, look very ordinary here.
"Hey!" A man hugged Miyun's shoulders from behind and said enthusiastically: "Isn't this General Miyun, the popular figure next to King Yuchuan?"
Miyun stared at the dark and greasy hand on his shoulder, and frowned slightly. But he quickly suppressed his impatience, turned around with a smile and gave the man a hug. "Brother Keya still has it.
Just call me like you used to."
This man named Keya is slightly shorter than Miyun, with a relatively stocky figure, and his muscular arms are twice as strong as Miyun. The blue color on his skin is quite conspicuous, but his wet sweat adheres to it.
On his broad forehead, his skin color looks a little dirty.
Keya, like Miyun, is not a pure descendant of the Hronk people. His mother is the daughter of a well-known wealthy businessman in Hronk, and his father is a laborer from the Chuanning planet. In Saint Kunde
, the Chuanning people are even more humble than slaves. The famous families here oppress the slaves, and the slaves are responsible for controlling the Chuanning people who have less human rights than them.
Although Keya had a mother from a prominent family, he was despised by the Hronks because of his impure blood. Although he barely found a place in his mother's family, his status could only be that of a slave. Miyun
Like him, he was once a poor man struggling at the bottom of society and enduring the glare of the outside world. But he suddenly rose up and became King Yuchuan's most trusted subordinate, and he could never be the same again.
Keya tightened the whip in his hand, jealousy and dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he still had a flattering smile on his face. "Today is different from the past. Now you have skyrocketed to a high position. As an elder brother, you can't
I only care about affection and don't care about rules. Our holy Kunde is the one who pays the most attention to the distinction between dignity and inferiority." After he finished speaking, he took a step back slightly and bowed towards Miyun.
"Brother Keya, if this is the case, it will seem like our relationship is estranged, right?" Miyun quickly held his shoulders.
Behind Keya stood a row of workers from Chuanning, each with heavy and hard shackles on their feet. All of them were sallow and thin, and their bodies were covered in scars.
"Tunan, what are they talking about?" A woman in her forties turned around and asked a young man next to her. The young man named Tunan was only 22 years old this year, but he was already staying in Shengkunde.
He has been there for seven years. He secretly learned the language of the Hronk people a few years ago and is the only one among this group of people who can communicate with them normally.
Tunan looked at the slightly deliberate smiles on Keya and Miyun's faces and whispered, "They are just exchanging greetings in a false voice."
"I have important things to do, so I won't stay here. If I have the opportunity another day, I will invite you to my home for a gathering. I will entertain you with good wine and good food." The smile on Miyun's face kept maintaining an angle.
After speaking gently, he said goodbye to Keya.
"Then I'm waiting for your letter, General!" Keya smiled boldly, with a mellow voice. But when Miyun's figure gradually faded away, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
He turned around and looked at the Chuanning Star workers behind him with a ferocious expression. He swung the long whip in his hand and shouted: "I hate you when I see you despicable scum!"
Tunan listened to the insulting words, hatred suddenly emerged in his eyes, and his back straightened stiffly. But he quickly lowered his head silently, trying to keep his expression as calm as possible. However, his lowered hands
Now that he has tightened his grip, his nails, stained with dust all day long, dig deep into the flesh of his palms.
Although the other Chuanning people couldn't understand what Keya was scolding, they also knew that it was definitely not a good word.
Keya felt jealous and resentful at this time. Miyun, the down-and-out boy who used to be following him, has now transformed into a general that everyone admires and respects. He can live in a mansion and wear neat and elegant clothes. But Keya
, I can only wear dirty clothes every day, eat cold meals and cold dishes, and hang out with these Chuanning stars who have an even lower status.
At this moment, he looked at these outsiders with low eyebrows and was even more angry in his heart, and he whipped them mercilessly with the whip in his hand.
