The tenth collect the nine hundred and eighteenth chapter
Chapter 918
As they were talking, a loud sound suddenly came from outside the cave. Perhaps the most sensitive thing among the people in the dark was their hearing. When they heard there was a strange noise outside, everyone stopped talking and raised their hands one after another, clasping their ribs.
of sword.
Sand! Following the sound of grass and vines, a flaming squirrel came in from the outside as fast as lightning. Seeing this squirrel, everyone in the darkness loosened their hands holding the hilt of their swords, and all the nervous expressions on their faces disappeared.
disappear.
Someone said with a smile: "Ye, my sister-in-law has given you another 'gopher message'."
Guang Han couldn't hear clearly about the relationship between Ling Ye and Zi Yue, but he couldn't hide it from the brothers who lived with Ling Ye day and night.
The people in the darkness have known about their relationship for a long time, but no one has made it public. Decades of getting along day and night have already made their relationship as close as brothers, and they have developed an extraordinary tacit understanding.
Listening to the brothers' joking, Ling Ye didn't care. He cheerfully stretched out his hand and said softly: "Huo'er, how did you find this place!"
Squirrels have a very keen sense of smell. Even without opening the shell of a nut, they can tell whether there are fruits inside just by smelling it. However, squirrels that are psychic are very rare, and this squirrel named Huo'er is very psychic.
On weekdays, the connection between Ziyue and Lingye mainly relies on it. Due to Huo'er's small size, it can come in and out at will through the vents of the Youdian. It is precisely because it often goes in and out of the Youdian, the dark
Everyone knows it too.
Huo'er nimbly jumped onto Ling Ye's palm, squeaking, and kept grabbing at his palm with her little paws. Ling Ye smiled and saw a letter tied to Huo'er's body. He suppressed his smile and said,
He took off the letter and put the fire on his shoulder.
He unfolded the letter and read it carefully. After reading it, his expression suddenly changed and he took a breath involuntarily.
The sound of his breathing immediately alerted everyone around him. People turned to look at him. Seeing Ling Ye's face being extremely solemn and staring at the letter without blinking, they couldn't help but ask: "Ye
, what's wrong? Did something happen? "
"But my sister-in-law was bullied?"
With everyone asking questions, Ling Ye finally came back to his senses. His palm holding the letter trembled slightly, he narrowed his eyes and said faintly: "The Holy King... the Holy King wants to get rid of us..."
"What?" This sentence was like a bomb exploding among the people. All the people in the dark stood up together, their eyes as wide as copper bells, looking at Ling Ye in disbelief, and they all
Asked: "Ye, you... what did you just say? What does the Holy King want to do with us?"
"The Holy King wants to get rid of all of us!" Ling Ye clenched his fist fiercely and threw the letter to everyone. The dark people rushed forward, took the letter, and gathered together to look at it.
Ziyue wrote in great detail, describing everything that happened today, why the Holy King wanted to get rid of the darkness, and what methods he planned to use to get rid of the darkness.
After everyone saw it, they were all dumbfounded. They stood there motionless, dumbfounded.
"This...this is impossible. We are loyal to the Holy King and have done so many things for the Holy King. How could the Holy King...how could he want to kill us?!"
A young dark person sat down on the ground like a deflated rubber ball, tears streaming down his face as he spoke.
"Yue... won't lie to me. The letter has made it very clear. The Holy King has no need for us now. Our existence will only become the Holy King's biggest weakness and the biggest threat to the Holy King. Now,
There are rumors in the Divine Pond. If the Holy King wants to keep his throne and his reputation and status in the Divine Pond, he can only kill us and silence us so that we will never be discovered." Ling Ye murmured.
"No, no!" A big man rushed out of the crowd and came to Ling Ye, grabbed Ling Ye's clothes, lifted him up, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "We are all saints.
The king trained us with his own hands, just like the children of the Holy King. How could the Holy King kill us all? This letter must be a fake, someone must be sowing discord..." As he spoke, he looked around at the people around him.
, yelled: "You are all talking!"
No one spoke, and everyone around them lowered their heads, with sad, sad expressions and silence. No one wanted to believe that the content in this letter was true, but, as Ling Ye said, Ziyue would not lie to them, let alone
He would sow discord. If nothing happened, Ziyue would not dare to send this letter even if she had the courage to do so.
"You all should be talking..." The big man slowly loosened his grip on Ling Ye's clothes, and slid softly to the ground against Ling Ye's body, beating the ground with his fists and crying bitterly.
He cried loudly, and the sound of sobbing broke out around him. It is true that the people in the darkness are all dead soldiers. They are not afraid of death. They can sacrifice their lives at any time for the Holy King. The Holy King has always been
Their spiritual support is also the source of motivation for their struggle. But now, it is the Holy King who wants to kill them and plot against them. The sadness of being abandoned and the humiliation of being deceived and betrayed are worse than killing them.
They still feel uncomfortable ten times or a hundred times.
"Stop crying! Crying is useless!"
A dark man roared angrily. He strode up to Ling Ye and said in a deep voice: "Ye, you are our leader. We never fail to do anything you ask us to do. This time, we will do the same."
I listen to you, tell me, what should we do now?"
After hearing his words, those sobbing people stopped crying, raised their heads, and all their eyes fell on Ling Ye.
"It's easy to die if you want. It doesn't take the trouble of the Holy King to design to kill us." Ling Ye patted the sword under his ribs and said in a deep voice: "We can kill ourselves!" As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at everyone.
This time, no one responded to him and took his own life? Is there any more humiliating way to die in the world? Even if he died miserably on the battlefield and was cut into thousands of pieces without a burial place, it would be better than committing suicide in silence and humiliation.
Thousands of times stronger.
"Ye, what did you promise us in the first place? You said that as long as we work hard for the Holy King, sooner or later we will live a normal life, live in the sun, marry a wife and have children, but now
?You want us all to commit suicide? Are you worthy of our brothers?"
"Is this what I mean?" Ling Ye was also anxious. He reached down and grabbed the letter that fell on the ground, raised it high in the air, and shouted sternly: "This is what the Holy King meant! What the Holy King wants to get rid of is...
All of us in the darkness, including me, do you think I am willing?"
One sentence made everyone present speechless. Many people leaned on the cave wall and slowly sat on the ground, sobbing softly.
"Forget it! Back then, we brothers all swore not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. This time, the Holy King helped us fulfill our original oath."
While speaking, a dark man suddenly pulled out his sword, put it across his neck, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "Brothers, let's go ahead!" As he said that, he was about to wipe off the sword.
Seeing this, everyone around him rushed forward. Some knocked the sword out of his hands, while others pressed him to the ground. Everyone shouted: "Jian Jiu, are you crazy?!"
"I'm crazy, I'm crazy. We don't even have names. Even the names were given by the Holy King. Now the Holy King doesn't need us. We have become a burden to the Holy King. Where else can we go?"
"..." Everyone was speechless.
"If we want to survive and live a normal life, we have only one way to go now!" Ling Ye saw that the preparations in front of him were almost done, and everyone's emotions had fallen into despair and collapse. At this time, he
Slowly express your hope.
His words shocked everyone's spirits. They all raised their heads to look at him and asked in unison: "Ye, what is that road you are talking about?"
"Find a way to escape from the Divine Pond!" Ling Ye narrowed his eyes and said word by word.
People inhaled, then shuddered one after another, and the hope that had just been born in their hearts was shattered. Some people looked up and laughed, lamenting: "Escape? Where can we escape to? Where in the world is there any place for us?"
In order to follow the orders of the Holy King, we have kidnapped so many babies and killed so many people in various countries. Our hands are already stained with the blood of the people in the world. Without the protection of the Holy Pool and the Holy King, where can we go? Who are the people in the world?
Don’t you want me to die?”
"Yes, even if we escape from the Divine Pond, we will end up dead in the end!"
"Not necessarily, there is a place you can go to!" Ling Ye said slowly.
"where?"
"Fengguo!"
"Fengguo?"
"That's right! The Wind King is a dark spiritual cultivator, and the Wind King can definitely accommodate us!"
"But Ye, don't forget, back then we also kidnapped babies from Feng Country, and also killed people from Feng Country..."
"That's not important. At the beginning, we were just following the orders of the Holy King. To put it bluntly, we were just tools in the hands of the Holy King. It was the Holy King who really held the babies of the Feng Kingdom hostage and killed the people of the Feng Kingdom!" Ling Ye said categorically.
In the past, his words would have been treasonous and heinous. Even the dark people who were as close to him as brothers would have turned against him because of his words. But now, no one blames him anymore, and everyone nods.
I think what Ling Ye said makes sense.
Someone stood up and said: "But...will the Wind King believe what we say? I'm afraid that if we escape to the Wind Country, we will still be killed by the Wind People!"
Ling Ye suddenly laughed, changed the subject, and asked, "Do you still remember that I went to Sichuan to perform a mission alone some time ago?"
"Of course I remember. Didn't that mission fail?"
"Yes! It was a failure, and it was a complete failure. Even I couldn't escape and was captured alive in the Sichuan Palace!"
"Ah?" Everyone stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief. With Ling Ye's spiritual martial arts, how could he be captured alive? And if he was captured, how did he get back to Shenchi? It can't be the Sichuan people who captured him again.
Has he been released?
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