non-plastic epic

Chapter 160 View···Scenery
"The sign of death..." Xiang Dongliu was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "What the hell is the sign of death? Do people like earthworms have... signs of death?" However, he did not show any abnormality and just listened carefully to the conversation between the two people.

"First of all, thank you for holding my hand at that time, otherwise I would not be able to stand here now... It was a rare time when I could see the outside world. The outside world is really good, very Beautiful."

"Every time I look at the 'scenery' on the protruding stones on that cliff, I can't help embracing the beauty. I almost fell down several times, but I still thank you for saving me a month ago, I was unlucky at the time and almost died."

"But I can't be selfish. I want my people to see the outside world. But!! As long as there are people here, my people will never see the light of day!"

"I can still recall the scenery outside this mountain at this time..." Xiao Wang suddenly showed fascinated eyes.At this time, Xiang Dongliu was stunned when he saw the sudden light in Xiao Wang's eyes.Because he never thought that he could see such a colorful scene in the eyes of an inhuman existence.

It seems that the warm drizzle has washed away the dust of summer.The mountains are stacked with green and green.Numerous green tree canopies are connected together and undulate under the gentle breeze, and the winding thin clouds cling to the frozen blue sky wall.There are also soaring eagles rushing into the sky, and the leaves on the top of the trees are whispering to the dragonflies beside them...
"This, this is"

Xiang Dongliuzhen stared at the incredible scene in front of him in a daze and remained silent.It turned out that it wasn't that I had appeared and hallucinated, but that I was a ghost.

Instead, this scene suddenly appeared in this dark void, and Xiao Wang seemed to regard this darkness as a "projection".He projected the beautiful and tearful scene in his mind.

"Looking at the scenery... I am always greedy for the beauty of another world outside. Every time, every time, I pray that I can always be anxious about this scene."

"Now it hears my prayers and can see that colorful landscape again in my last moments, allowing me to see the scenery again."

"... Hehe, it's just my clansmen, none of my clansmen have been able to see this. No one, no one stands with me at dusk."

"But after the darkness, there will be eternal light. My people will break free from the shackles and rush out of the cage. My people will soon see what I see."

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Xiang Dongliu's [-]th painters didn't know what to say anymore, especially the [-]th painters. At this moment, he also understood that Xiao Wang's will to die was firm.There is no longer any possibility of persuasion, then, "Have you thought about what you would do if, if your plans were not carried out with complete success. Everything you expected and planned did not appear and happen."

"In fact, I have already thought about this point. Before thinking about victory, think about defeat. This is also learned from you, Watson." Speaking of this, Xiao Wang paused, and then said, "You humans are always surprised unintentionally. The words of the world said, I have to say that there are still a lot of revelations to me..."

"I hope that my clan will one day be like your human race, with wise men appearing frequently." Xiao Wang sighed slightly, seeming to be yearning, but also feeling grateful.

Then he said sternly: "I said that after I was 'reborn', I had inexplicable guidance. It seems that I can redeem my people as long as I follow the guidance. This is also the case now. The road to salvation is about to begin. It's about to succeed."

"In order to bring my clansmen in the "dead land" back to life, I have another plan to prepare, and it's okay to say it now."

When Xiao Wang spoke here, he suddenly stopped again, as if he was thinking about what he should say so that Xiang Dongliu and Shibahuasheng would not get too much information.

Xiang Dongliu, eighteen painters: "..."

It's so obvious that it's almost straightforward, and it's not fake at all.

"In fact, there is still an unprecedented crisis in my clan. If this hidden danger is not eliminated in advance, then even if my clan members go out from this dark "dead place" in the future, they will encounter that tragic disaster again."

"The crisis is the plague that suddenly appeared in my people five years ago!" At this point, Xiang Dongliu heard clearly, and Xiao Wang's tone was no longer as flat as before, but with unspeakable fear and sadness , the tone also appeared intermittent, as if choking.

"Being in it, I saw it with my own eyes. The strange plague appeared without warning, and it directly deprived all the lives of my people... After Xi Yuan suddenly appeared five years ago, he directly ordered to destroy and imprison our people. The dungeon in the mountain wall. Although this order has no mercy at all. Although except for me, all the other clansmen imprisoned in the mountain wall were reduced to ashes by the raging flames."

"But it's hard to guarantee that the plague won't reappear after five or ten years. Why don't I advance it now..."

Xiang Dongliu's Eighteenth Painter was listening intently, who knows that he is usually silent, but Xiao Wang, who is caught in the middle of "talking", suddenly stopped abruptly. The sudden stop in the middle of speaking is the most uncomfortable.

"Okay! That's all I have to say, you guys go away." Xiao Wang seemed to have realized it suddenly, and after saying this, he looked at Xiang Dongliu and Shibahuasheng with burning eyes.The meaning is very obvious, very obvious.

Are you still... leaving?

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The time was pushed back an hour, and they returned to the extremely narrow "escape passage" where the two were.At this time, the two were still sitting on the "passage" to rest, discussing everything that Xiao Wang, the scorpion man, had told not long ago.

"By the way, Brother Hua, I don't know something. I want to ask you about Xiao Wang." Xiang Dongliu thought about it for a while, and felt that he still didn't understand something before, so he asked the eighteenth student.

"Huh? Big brother, if you have any questions, you might as well just say it. I will know everything." The eighteenth painter was a little strange. Xiang Dongliu didn't ask more questions when he learned his biggest secret formula. How could he now? Suddenly mentioned Xiao Wang.

"Uh...cough! That's your name, forget it. I heard you say that you saw Xiao Wang's...'dead appearance'? How can it be seen? If Xiao Wang is a human race, I would I would like to ask this question, but I am just really curious. In the many classics I have read, there are indeed many kung fu methods that have been practiced crookedly, and there are such sayings as "three deficiencies and five disadvantages" and "five declines of heaven and man", but the existence of non-human races How can you see the appearance of death?"

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