This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 1132 Eternal Loneliness

Lu Hanjiang looked at the tomboy in front of him, and his memory seemed to go back to the Jiangnan Inn. In an instant, the sound of Jingtang was heard in the flower building, and the cadence of a storyteller seemed to be in his ears.

"By the way, this Thief Saint is really a powerful person. I want him to sneak into the general's mansion single-handedly."

That was not an illusion. Lu Hanjiang followed the sound and saw that Madam Yu, who was dancing on the high platform, actually started to do the work of a storyteller with a pretending to be deep voice, holding the non-existent gavel in her hand, and a group of people in the audience listened. So drunk.

Looking at Cui Yixiao and others, Lu Hanjiang was surprised to find that these people, just like the courtesan before, had all become blind puppets. They had all forgotten their identity as Jin Yiwei and turned into loud voices in the audience. cheering spectators.

"How's it going? Isn't it awesome?"

Tomboy Shangluo sat down on the seat next to him and waved to Lu Hanjiang as if he was taking credit.

"It's really interesting."

Lu Hanjiang shook his head, came to sit down next to Shangluo, looked at this ridiculous scene, glanced at Shangluo thoughtfully, and then smiled: "Sure enough, when Lao Cui saw you for the first time, he You’ve fallen into an illusion, haven’t you?”

Lu Hanjiang didn't have a deep understanding of martial arts, but he was very sensitive to the strength of martial arts. His many years of career as a royal guard had allowed him to see all kinds of geniuses, so he had a very intuitive understanding of Shangluo's talent. .

Among the vast number of geniuses in the world, Shangluo's talent is not ranked at all. To say that she is ranked last is a bit flattering, so it is absolutely impossible to reach the level of Cui Yixiao in six years.

What he saw today convinced Lu Hanjiang of his guess. Shangluo's martial arts progress was very limited. She was able to defeat Cui Yixiao entirely because of these weird living flowers.

After listening to Lu Hanjiang's words, Shangluo didn't hide it. She smiled and said: "Old Cui is like this. It's better to say that most of you Jin Yiwei are like this. It's not that you are arrogant, but that you are too confident, just like him , thinking that he can definitely capture me, so he deserves to be fascinated by my illusion."

Lu Hanjiang nodded, and then asked: "Then I'm very curious, how did you get these tricks?"

"Here, this."

Shangluo directly took the pouch from her waist to the table, with a faint light looming in it. She said, "I separated half of the wick of the Nether Lamp and took it away, so -"

Shangluo showed a "you understand" expression, and Lu Hanjiang nodded clearly, then looked the girl up and down, and then asked curiously: "So with you acting like this, am I also falling under your illusion?"

The Shangluo Lu Hanjiang saw was just like the one he saw in Jiangnan back then. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he looked only fifteen or sixteen. But now ten years later, she still looks like this, even compared to six years ago. He was younger before, which was a bit weird.

"How could that be? I wanted to drag you, Xiao Lu, into the illusion, but unfortunately I couldn't."

Shangluo glared at Lu Hanjiang resentfully, and then said: "I don't know why it turned out like this. It's probably because there is something strange about the bloodline of that family. Look, my mother is also very old. Just like a 28-year-old girl.”

This title he heard for the first time made Lu Hanjiang's brows jump. Now there was nothing to hide. This girl knew everything about those things back then, whether she should know or not, or in other words, she had guessed it early on.

Lu Hanjiang calmly picked up the lamp on the table and played with it, then said, "Did she teach you how to use this thing?"

"No."

Shangluo's answer was very quick and surprising: "When I got it for the first time, I knew how to play."

An expression of surprise appeared on Lu Hanjiang's face again. The first time he saw the Nether Lamp was in the Xu Fu Underground Palace in the Valley of Death. If Shangluo knew how to use this lamp at that time, why?

Seemingly reading his doubts, Shangluo spread her hands and said, "Except for the few members of my family, no one else can play with this thing. It's just for display here, Xiao Lu, so you can keep it safe and safe." It's not dangerous, of course I'm happy to see it happen." "I really got fooled by you," Lu Hanjiang said with emotion.

Shangluo reached out and took back the half of the Netherworld lamp wick from Lu Hanjiang's hand. She shook it and said, "The Netherworld lamp can induce confusion, but it has no effect on people who have no flaws in their hearts. That's why I saw this lamp in the underground palace back then. Only you and I are unaffected by the light.”

Lu Hanjiang's eyes paused. This was close to his later conjecture. At first, he thought that Shangluo was not affected by the illusion because he also had the secret bloodline of immortality. However, he, an outsider, was also not affected by this. It just doesn’t make sense.

Now it seems that it is indeed caused by the limitations of the lamp itself.

The dim light dazzled the two people's eyes, and Shangluo suddenly said: "I thought I was dead."

Lu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why do you say that?"

Shangluo shifted her gaze from the lamp to Lu Hanjiang's face: "We were not affected by the Nether Lamp at the beginning, so I always thought that you and I were the same person. To be honest with me, when my father died, you Did you see it?"

"Which father of yours are you talking about?" Lu Hanjiang subconsciously hesitated again.

Shang Luo's face darkened: "Of course it's my father in Jiangnan! The other one died a long time ago and I have never seen him. How can I expect to call him dad?"

After cursing and blabbering, Shangluo calmed down and said: "When my father died that day, I was really sad. The tears I cried at that time were all real, but it was not my father who cried, but Myself."

Lu Hanjiang's eyes paused slightly: "Indeed, I can see it, so I have always thought that you are better than me. If it were me, without anyone as a template, I wouldn't be able to shed even a single tear."

He seemed to recall the scene at the funeral many years ago, when he pretended to be sad like others in the mourning hall, and then was told off by the woman.

Shangluo raised her head, with a deep sigh in her eyes: "I was really sad at that time. I never imagined that my father, who had taken care of me for so many years, died, but I didn't feel sad at all, as if He died like an insignificant outsider."

Shangluo's crying that night was true. After realizing that her heart was worse than a cold-blooded beast, she could not accept this kind of thing no matter what.

Later, she forcibly defined "revenge" in her life trajectory, but when the Nether Lamp appeared, all lies seemed so pale.

She had never really remembered hatred in her heart, so that day, she, like Lu Hanjiang who had no bonds in her heart, could not be infected by the illusionary power of the Netherworld Lantern.

They are all the same people, equally uninterested in everything in this world, like rootless duckweeds, like two undead souls without a destination floating in this familiar yet unfamiliar world.

Therefore, after Shangluo set the final trap, she always thought that her death was not far away, because she believed that the Netherworld Lantern would not work on Lu Hanjiang, and Xiao Lu, who was suffering in the East Palace, would no longer show mercy to her.

To be honest, this kind of ending was what Shan Luo wanted, but she never expected that Lu Hanjiang would fall into the trap.

"Xiao Lu, you have really changed." When Shangluo said this, her tone couldn't help but resentment, mixed with a trace of self-deprecation and despair. At first, the two of them could still depend on each other, but now this terrible world is all that is left She got off by herself.

Because Lu Hanjiang is no longer alone in this world, there is a flaw in his heart, and he also has a bond that cannot be broken.