Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 64 A Deception

Time flies, among the sun-blind people.

Everything is as in the original track, a man named Fang Chengzi came here.

But the high priest looked at the man who came just as Jingxuan said, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

However, he still kept the plan Jingxuan requested and proceeded step by step.

"I promise you that I will marry the holy daughter of our clan to you as my wife, as long as you can give my clan light."

The high priest looked at the person in front of him, and he agreed aloud to his request.

"Very good, I will definitely bring light to the sun-blind people..."

Hearing this, Fang Chengzi was overjoyed, knowing that the purpose of this trip was finally achieved.

It is precisely for the purpose of cultivating the cheats in the sand city, and came here on purpose.

Although some words and benefits were wasted, compared to the magic skills, these are nothing worth mentioning.

"Well, I'll let my daughter know..."

A cold light flashed in the high priest's eyes, he turned around and left the place, hiding in the darkness,
And Fang Chengzi, who already had a premonition that he was about to get the heartworm, looked at the high priest who was leaving, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After all, races that lose their interests will also lose the value of their existence.

I have to make sure that no one will cultivate into the Sha Rong Divine Art in the future, so it is inevitable to cut the grass and roots.

For this kind of race that can see at night but is blind during the day, it is really easy to target.

On the other side, when they heard that the high priest was about to marry the saint to an outsider, the public sentiment instantly boiled over, but it was hindered by the majesty of the high priest.

It calmed down quickly again, but their eyes were all focused on the myth of the Ye clan, Sword Wuming.

After all, everyone in the sun-blind tribe is aware of the ambiguity between Sword Wuming and the Saintess, even though Sword Wuming is a traitor.

But after these years, after he personally created the title of Night Clan Myth, the discrimination from others disappeared.

It turned into the highest respect, and the saint girl fell in love with her, and there was a sense of beauty and beauty, but now, unexpectedly, the high priest actually married the saint girl to someone else.

So these people pay special attention to the movements of Sword Wuming, curious in their hearts, what kind of actions he will make.

On the other side, Wan Gu Chang Kong, who received the news, immediately got up and went to the former peach forest, and saw the person who had been thinking about it day and night, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"you……"

Sword Wuming looked at the woman in front of him, stopped involuntarily, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, originally wanted to question.

But the inferiority complex that had been hidden in his heart for a long time now swept his entire chest like a flood.

That's right, I'm just a traitor, how can I be worthy of being worthy of the saint of the sun-blind tribe, Shi Nuhua...

"Are you... are you here..."

When Shi Nuhua heard the voice, she turned around and looked at her lover in front of her. Sword Wuming was also the same as him, not knowing what to say.

Immediately, he held back the pain in his heart, hid the tears in his eyes, and stared at Dao Jian Wuming in a daze.

"Do you know, my mother, the decision you just made..."

As soon as these words came out, Shi Nuhua was actually looking forward to Sword Wuming giving a different answer, that she could give up everything for him.

As a result, Wan Gu Changkong's performance broke the heart of a young girl.

"Is that so..."

Hearing the words, Wan Gu Changkong lowered his head in a lonely manner, not knowing what to say, as if he had been drained of all energy from his whole body.

Like an old man on the verge of twilight, he sat down slowly with his back against the peach tree.

"you………"

The disappointment in Shi Nuhua's eyes could hardly be concealed, looking at the lonely eternal sky, a trace of hatred suddenly ignited in her heart.

Then even the mood of self-defeating and self-abandon came to my mind, what I expected, but I couldn't give myself anything, it was sad and ridiculous.

The moment he turned around, the tears in his eyes could no longer be concealed, dripping on the ground.

But Wan Gu Changkong glanced at the departing Shi Nuhua, stretched out his hand, and put it down lonely, cowardice and inferiority had already occupied his heart.

"I... am not worthy of you, maybe he can save the sun-blind people, enough..."

"I wish you happiness……"

With those vague words, Wan Gu Changkong struggled to leave this place with sadness on his face. This peach forest where he once met, he just wanted to get drunk.

On the other side, Shi Nuhua, who had left this place, suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and collapsed in the woods

After a long time, Shi Nuhua stepped out of it.

And this scene fell into the eyes of the duo who were watching the matter not far away.

It was Jingxuan and Miko Mio who had returned from the Buddhist Prison.

"Boring drama..."

"It's this belief, it's unexpectedly crazy, it's like brainwashing..."

"But that's good, I've saved myself some troubles, after all, in the eyes of those who are about to die, they are only dedicated to the great sun-blind people..."

"Hahahahaha, dedication..."

"This so-called dedication is just a means used by those in power to cover up their cruelty..."

"Looking at life so frivolously will eventually be annihilated by the ensuing heaviness."

"Really, ignorance..."

Jingxuan looked at the two people who were leaving, his eyes were calm, he flipped through the book, looked at the phased plan above, and commented aloud...

"Everyone in the world gathers because of love, and then separates because of love. Emotion is a deadly poison."

"Fang Chengzi, you, who boasted of playing with your emotions, were crushed by me. Can the sudden burst of emotion make me happy?"

"It's really exciting, looking forward to it..."

Closing the book, Jingxuan put his hands behind his back, looked in the direction of the sword and sword, and said quietly.

"In the hearts of the strong, there should be no inferiority complex, that is the sign of the weak."

"Relegate yourself to the camp of the underdog and you will lose hope of progress."

"Really, in order for you to progress, I need to break the inferiority and cowardice in your heart."

"But the price is always expensive"

"Ugh…"

"This race, from top to bottom, reveals a sense of stupidity to me."

"Even if it's a so-called myth, it's as stupid as it is... pathetic"

The longer you stay here, the more you can experience the stupidity and decay of this race. All kinds of messy problems, if they don't break out now, are just covered up under false beliefs.

"Your Highness, what do we need to do?"

Miko Mio looked at the direction of the sword Wuming with a flash of disgust in her eyes, and asked Jingxuan who was looking at the land to the side.
"It's time to dominate his thinking and destiny, and let him embark on the heart-casting situation I specially arranged for him..."

"The value of the sun-blind race lies only in the fact that the sword is nameless, and this race has lost its potential..."

"The price for losing your potential is to be swallowed up by this cruel world..."

"Only a race that is constantly evolving has the capital to stand on this ocean of pain."

"This is the truth..."

Hearing this, Jingxuan glanced across the world calmly, explained briefly, and then led Miko Mio to leave this place without a trace.

(End of this chapter)