"Students" Conspiracy

"When I withdrew my troops, I heard that Nanqiong had removed you from the list of disciples, and your master Baili Fengjian personally issued a red arrest warrant to arrest you—" Xiao Jin said in a strange way, "Jing Che, you have reached this moment Still because of their persistence, think about it, I feel chills for you."

Jing Che's face was shrouded in red flames, and he stared at the spike of the sword in his hand with lowered eyes, with an extremely calm expression: "Are you planting spies in the southern vault?"

Xiao Jin laughed arrogantly: "Otherwise, how do you think Yu Xi got the news that he could use suicide to open the blood array on the day of the wedding?"

Gritting his teeth, he said nothing.She has always wondered what happened to Yu Xi's death, but now she finally found out from Xiao Jin, but this charge has been charged to her, she can't justify it at all, she knew that there was nothing she could do to recover.

"The Zhenyi clan you want to protect is looking for you, but the Lincang you hate can protect you, but you refuse to surrender to me. You don't want to please anyone, so you have to be so stupid?"

"I've done a lot of stupid things." Jing Che replied calmly.

And suddenly recalled Baili Fengjian's serious joke in her ear: "Now you are so stupid that I want to cry."

At that time, the hot air he gushed into her ears was intoxicating, as if it was just yesterday.But in the end, there is a mountain, a sea, and a layer of things. She is tortured here for his world, but he regards her as a traitor and a traitor, and wants to arrest her and bring her to justice.

And her persistence is just because of the conscience that she doesn't want to die in her heart.Even though she hated him, she knew that she couldn't let the people down.

"If you want to waste time with me, I don't care, I have plenty of time," Xiao Jin smiled sinisterly, "You are trapped here with ** Shenxi, but you can't make trouble, which saves me a lot of worry."

Xiao Jin stood up and left. Unexpectedly this time, he didn't use any cruel methods to torture people, but he just instructed Si Ming: "From today onwards, you don't need to give her any privileges. She can't do anything that others should do—" —When it’s time to die, just let her die.”

Si Ming nodded, sent Xiao Jin away, and brought Jing Che back to the prison.

Jing Che followed behind Si Ming expressionlessly, and when he passed the killing field, Si Ming stopped.

A small stone window was opened on the rock wall on the right, from which one can get a glimpse of the situation inside.Si Ming ordered Jing Che to turn his head to look, but Jing Che turned a deaf ear to it, so he firmly pressed the back of Jing Che's head, pressing her face over, forcing her to look inside.

All kinds of hustle and bustle can be heard in the killing field, the sound of screams, the sound of cutting blades, and the sound of flesh and blood shattering.In order to protect themselves, and to survive here, everyone is red-eyed.

Nearby, there was a boy with a childish face, Jing Che could clearly see the panic on his face, and in the next second, he was cut in half by a person behind him.A fresh life, which may be pinning all the hopes of a family on the outside, is worthless here.

His face was still so empty that no expression could be seen, but Jing Che's body seemed to be trying his best to suppress the trembling.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the strength in Si Ming's hand gradually loosened.

Having lost his support, Jing Che staggered and fell a step, with tears seeping from his expressionless face, which he couldn't stop.

"Surrender to General Xiao, and you can leave the place immediately. Or, as you saw just now, you must enter the killing field to kill people every day. Don't wish for death, you will find out how naive you are."

Si Ming turned around and walked to the front, sending Jing Che back to the prison, and the big lock fell down.

When Hua Ruyan saw Jing Che coming back, she forced a smile at her, then the corners of her mouth drooped, and she murmured: "Xiao Shiba, do you know that tomorrow we will enter the killing field."

Jing Che turned a deaf ear, rolled the quilt over his back and covered his head.

On the second day, Jing Che entered the killing field together with everyone else.

The dagger was pinched in her hand, but she just shrank in the corner, motionless.There was a blur of people in front of him, the sound of fighting was everywhere, the blood was splashed all over the rocks, covered layer by layer, and the ground was full of bones, all of which were sacrifices from this area.

At this time, a fierce sword light struck down in front of him, but Jing Che was still shrinking there, neither dodging nor dodging.

It would be happier to die.After she's dead, she doesn't need to insist on her ridiculous dignity anymore. She doesn't want to kill people, she doesn't want to become a sinner with blood on her hands. At that time, she will no longer be able to explain to him.

With a sound of "Zeng—" the sword was separated, and it was Hua Ruyan who pulled Jing Che away and asked out of breath, "Xiao Shiba, why don't you hide!"

Jing Che glanced at her anxious face, but shook her hand away, and said coldly, "I want you to take care of me."

Hua Ruyan was angry and anxious, but she didn't want to leave Jing Che behind, so she could only protect her by her side.

There was no danger, until the time came, the gate of the killing field opened, and both of them were still alive.

Jing Che didn't appreciate it at all, leaving aside Hua Ruyan and walked straight forward, Hua Ruyan was making fun of herself, so she simply ignored her.

At night, everything in the Asura Field was completely silent.A gloomy firelight from outside cast shadows on the quilt, Jing Che was sleepless all night, and seemed to be aware of tremors in a trance.

"Hello?" Jing Che shouted to Hua Ruyan with a suppressed voice, but the inquiry was like a stone sinking into the sea, and after a few laps in the dark testing cell, it fell silent again.

Hua Ruyan was still shaking violently.

Jing Che reached out and found that her forehead was scorching hot, her lips were pale from burning, and the corners of her lips moved slightly: "Water..."

Groping up from the darkness, trying to pour her a glass of water, he turned the kettle upside down and poured it a few times, confirming the fact that the kettle was empty.

The prison is only provided with water twice a day, and it's gone after drinking.Jing Che had no choice but to look at Hua Ruyan who was trembling all over, turned back on the bed, and ignored her.

Facing the darkness in silence for a moment, Jing Che tried to close his eyes, but his consciousness became more and more clear. Even with his back on his back, Hua Ruyan protected her from killing for her in the daytime, but at this moment, his face was cold and his lips were pale. Clearly overlapping in front of the eyes.

Even if you deliberately ignore it, you can't escape the condemnation of your conscience.Probably because no one wants to refuse to be warmed, that's why they still have remnants of everything.

Jing Che stood up again, went to the cell door and shouted outside, "Is anyone there?"

A call passed, and it took a long time for someone to curse and come over. The light of the torch came over, and the iron chain wrapped several times around the prison door was bypassed. The sleepy jailer walked in: "What are you arguing in the middle of the night!"

Jing Che tried to make his voice softer: "Fifteen has a fever, can you give me some water?"

The jailer scolded: "What's the matter if you have a fever, people die every day here, don't bother me in the middle of the night from now on!"

Jing Che quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Just drink some water."

The jailer impatiently raised his hand and slapped him. Jing Che was thrown to the ground unprepared, and hit the wall with his head. There was a cold touch on his forehead, but there was no pain.Raise your hand and touch it, it's sticky.

"I want water until tomorrow. Is it possible that I have a fever and I need to serve the water?" The jailer spat and was about to leave.

Jing Che struggled unrelentingly to stand up and stand in front of him. This time, he only had three firm words: "Give me water."

"Are you bothering—" the jailer was completely irritated, and then he was about to show off his power, but his pupils suddenly widened. He looked down and saw a dagger slammed into his body. At this moment, the girl with no attack power resolutely pushed a dagger into his heart.

The jailer hadn't recovered from the shock, and he spurted blood wildly from his mouth, pouring all over Jing Che's clothes, and then he fell back, and his whole body fell down.

Jing Che trembled more than Hua Ruyan, bit his lip, then ruthlessly pulled out his dagger, and ran out staggeringly.

The guards on guard at night were all awakened, and they swarmed up to stop Jing Che.She waved the dagger, fending off one after another, was overturned to the ground and struggled to get up, spattered blood all the way, and ran through the dark and long aisle.

The torches were lit one by one, and the movement became louder and louder. Many people in the prison woke up, but they just watched the farce outside indifferently, with a little compassion.They thought that this desperate girl wanted to escape, but no one had ever been able to escape from this Shura field.

Her movements carried an incredible agility and explosive power, and even a dozen jailers could not do anything to her if they flanked her back and forth.

Si Ming, who was about to turn off the lights and fell asleep, heard a sudden commotion outside the room, and the door was kicked open. Through the faint candlelight, he saw Jing Che, who was supposed to be in the prison, appear here, and he straightened up slightly in surprise. body.

In the days that followed, Si Ming saw Jing Che killing people many times, but he couldn't forget this scene.

The frail girl walked in covered in blood, her body was obviously trembling, but she held a blood-dripping dagger tightly in her hand, and fresh and chaotic blood dripped down the snow-white blade.

Her chapped lips were slightly closed, and her black and white pupils were like a thrilling ink painting.

"I want water."

Si Ming looked at her silently and meaningfully, and after a while he calmly said to the bewildered jailer who followed closely behind him, "Give her water."

After hearing this answer, all the strength in Jing Che's body was exhausted, he staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

There was an astonishing determination in her eyes that shocked Si Ming, this executor who had trained Shura killers in the Shura field for nine years, would not even kneel down when he saw the emperor, but at this moment he squatted down and looked at Jing Che at the same level.

Si Ming paused at her and said, "You will be a good killer."

Jing Che met his eyes, then stared blankly at his hands, which were stained with blood.She moved her fingers uncertainly, as if this was not her hand.

She suddenly rubbed her hands hard on her body, trying to wipe off the blood, as if she wanted to clarify something in a hurry, trying to cover up something in a hurry.

Si Ming grabbed her hand, his eyes were so sharp that he almost saw through her: "That's right, you just killed someone."

With a clear sound, Jing Che stopped all movements.