Sword boat.
Qi Qingsong looked around at the people who still had their own consciousness and were still listening to him carefully.
——Only a few people.
Zhao Yuanqi, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Lu Lingchan, Ye Fei...
He suddenly shouted: "Pang Jian, go to every room! Gather those who are still alive and moving to the stands on the third floor!"
"good!"
Pang Jian took action upstairs.
"Puff! Puff!"
He kicked open the doors one by one and started searching from the third floor.
At this time, a sudden change occurred on the deck!
A sharp silver hairpin was stabbed from Lu Lingchan's back, pierced through the shield with a pop, and pierced Lu Lingchan's back.
"when!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in Lu Lingchan's heart.
She wore the armor close to her skin, protecting the front and back of her heart, helping her block the fatal blow.
She turned sharply.
She looked at Huang Ying specially arranged by her father with disbelief, and her voice trembled slightly: "Aunt Huang, why?"
Huang Ying, who had taken good care of her since childhood and was treated as another mother by her, actually plotted against her and killed her!
If it weren't for the heart-protecting armor gifted by her master, the silver hairpin would have penetrated through the shield and pierced her heart from behind!
"Aunt Huang, why do you do this to me?"
Lu Lingchan's voice was filled with tears.
The terrifying "strange fog" did not defeat her, and the deaths of her companions one after another did not shake her tenacious heart.
But Huang Ying, who had taken care of her and doted on her since she was a child, suddenly attacked her, causing her to have a mental breakdown.
She can't accept it!
"Hui Ying, haha, interesting!"
Fang Boxuan grinned strangely in the distance.
Qi Qingsong was also stunned.
"Your surname is Lu, and my surname is Huang."
"In the early years, as a casual cultivator, I entered your Lu family as a guest. Late one night, your father suddenly broke into my wing and took possession of me by force."
"Afterwards, he gave me a lot of practice resources, and he also made a lot of promises to me."
"I got the training resources, but none of the promises he made were fulfilled."
"He actually! Haha, he actually asked me to take care of you since childhood and asked me to treat you as a daughter!"
"ridiculous!"
"I didn't give birth to you, Lu Lingchan, so why should I take care of the child he had with another woman?"
"But I'm afraid of him, and I'm afraid of your master, so what can I do if I don't want to? I can only smile, endure all kinds of grievances, and do what they ask."
"Today, I am going to die myself, and I can't bear it anymore!"
"Lu Lingchan, I hate you! I hate your father, and also your entire Lu family!"
Huang Ying, who knew that if she failed to succeed, she would lose the chance forever, she committed suicide after saying this.
In the past, Fang Boxuan had spoken harshly to Fang Boxuan, who was extremely contemptuous and indifferent to her. It turned out that the person she really hated and wanted to kill was Miss Lu, whom she had been serving with all her heart.
"The human heart is the most complicated thing."
After listening to her story, Fang Boxuan, who wanted to make a few words of ridicule, expressed some emotion.
He shook his head and sighed: "As long as she can see hope and the future, she can endure it forever and serve you with a smiling face. When she knew that she would eventually die, she no longer suppressed her hatred and chose to take risks. "
Lu Lingchan sat blankly, looking at Huang Ying's body, slowly being infected by the unknown power in the smoke.
She seemed to have temporarily lost her soul.
On the other side, the third floor of the sword boat.
Pang Jian stood at the door of a room, frowning slightly and looking at the bed.
"Nie You..."
As an inner disciple of Jianlou, Nie You, who once questioned him, studied under the elder Wang Ce.
At this moment, on the bed in Nie You's room, there were only the clothes he left behind, but his body was not visible.
——Nie You is obviously dead.
Pang Jian walked over and looked at the storage bracelet with his mind, and found that there were hundreds of pieces of spiritual jade inside.
These spiritual jade are actually enough to last Nie You for a while.
Nie You probably felt that he was going to die sooner or later. He couldn't bear the pain, so he killed himself early.
"Character and willpower have nothing to do with cultivation talent."
Pang Jian secretly said.
Being able to be chosen by Wang Ce and become an inner disciple of Jianlou is enough to prove that Nie You is extremely talented.
so what?
Wasn't it because of weak willpower that he collapsed and died after not being able to hold on for long?
While thinking like this, Pang Jian went to the next room to search, and what he saw were also the remaining utensils and clothes.
The person has long since disappeared.
After checking, he found that all the things left by his fellow disciple had been drained of spiritual power.
Let alone spiritual jade, this person didn't even leave a single spiritual stone.
This shows that this person is exhausted to the end.
"This is slightly better."
The Pang family continued their search.
Another room.
"Sister, you..."
Pang Jian stood at the door in surprise.
In the house that was opened in advance, a gentle woman in blue with black hair falling naturally like a waterfall was sitting at the dressing table, dressing herself up carefully.
She has picturesque eyebrows, beautiful appearance, and elegant and calm manners.
Seeing Pang Jian appear at the door, she smiled calmly and said, "I heard you, go to the stage to gather first, I will go there later."
Pang Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "Dare you ask me your senior sister's name?"
Starting from Yuanji Shadi, he had met too many senior brothers and sisters from Jianlou in Jianzhou, and many of them had greeted him and shown kindness to him.
But in his memory, the woman in front of him did not exist at all.
The sword boat entered the "strange fog" from Yuanji Shattered Land and drifted in the vast smoke for so long, during which countless shocking and bizarre events occurred.
This woman never showed up!
She should have been huddled in her room, standing at her window, witnessing everything.
But she never left the room and had no contact with anyone.
Now, she behaves so calmly and gracefully modifies her appearance with ease.
This was the first time Pang Jian encountered such a person.
"Zhuang Yuyan."
The woman held the eyebrow pencil and answered with a smile.
"Okay, Senior Sister Zhuang."
Pang Jian turned around and left, doubtfully, walking down the stairs to the second floor.
Zhuang Yuyan's room is at the corner of the third floor of Jianzhou, farthest from the stands on the third floor, but it is the only way to go between the second and third floors.
"Is the door always open? Or did you hear me breaking the door again and again, and you were afraid that I would destroy the door, so you opened it specially for me?"
Pang Jian was thinking wildly.
"Puff! Puff!"
The closed doors of each room were opened by him one by one.
In the following days, Pang Jian saw no living life in every room.
The couple who had gone to the vacant room hand in hand before, a couple in the Black Valley, also turned into nothingness, leaving only their clothes and belongings.
"Those people upstairs can hear Qi Qingsong's speech. Those who don't come out on their own are probably dead."
Zhuang Yuyan's calm voice came from the third floor to the first floor, and she said slowly: "Just sort out your things and come up."
"Oh well."
Pang Jian replied.
Shortly after.
In the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou, a total of eleven people were seated, belonging to Jianlou and Heigu.
Pang Jian, Qi Qingsong, Zhou Qingchen, Dong Tianze, Fang Boxuan, Zhao Yuanqi, Lu Lingchan, Ye Fei, Zhuang Yuyan, Lu Lianchen, Guo Hongyuan.
Outside, there are more survivors, but those people are already despairing.
No matter what Qi Qingsong said or how he encouraged him, they turned a blind eye and listened.
Those people are all immersed in their own world, as if waiting for death to come.
"I called everyone here because I feel that if we don't communicate and just sit around, we will become like the people below." Qi Qingsong sighed and said: "As long as we are still alive, there is still hope. Everyone can stick to their hearts.”
"Everyone can talk about things in the realm of cultivation and interesting things encountered in life. It doesn't matter what you say."
"Just don't be silent, continue to dig into the corners, and stop thinking about desperate things."
Qi Qingsong expressed his opinion
Lu Lingchan, who had just received a strong psychological shock, was in a depressed mood and said nothing.
Zhou Qingchen, Fang Boxuan and others looked at each other in confusion.
Zhao Yuanqi and Dong Tianze, who didn't speak much, remained indifferently silent after hearing this.
Lu Lianchen and Guo Hongyuan were outer disciples of Jianlou and Heigu. They were a little restrained but remained silent.
Zhuang Yuyan pursed her lips, looked at the people in front of her with a smile, and seemed to find it interesting.
But she didn't speak either.
As a result, Qi Qingsong, who had encouraged everyone, found that the situation had not changed. Although he gathered everyone together, no one was interested in talking.
A long time passed like this.
As the convener, Qi Qingsong suddenly took out the wine pot and wine glass, placed it among everyone, and asked tentatively: "How about we all drink some wine before we talk?"
"That's fine."
Zhou Qingchen was the first to respond. He raised his hand to release a ray of spiritual light, pulled the wine pot and glass over, filled the glass and drank.
On the other side of the Black Valley, Lu Lingchan, who was the direct disciple of the Valley Master, was actually the second person to respond.
The bamboo flute in her hand moved, but the wine glasses did not move. A silver pot containing wine was pulled over by her.
Regardless of what others thought of her, Lu Lingchan drank desperately, even more wantonly than Zhou Qingchen!
In the blink of an eye, she drank up the entire bottle of wine, and she looked at Qi Qingsong again.
Qi Qingsong, who was sensible, immediately took out more silver pots containing wine, placed them in front of everyone, and shouted: "You are welcome, I have a lot of wine on hand, I will definitely make you happy!"
“My wine is not good, but there are some.”
Zhou Qingchen responded to him and took out several jars of strong liquor and pushed them in front of everyone.
"I have delicious food!"
Fang Boxuan answered.
He took out a lot of dried meat made from ferocious beasts and a lot of cooked food from his storage bracelet, and pushed them into the open space in front of everyone: "Even if there is no hope, even if everyone will be annihilated here, there is still no way. It’s time to enjoy the last good moments!”
Qi Qingsong said angrily: "Fang Xuan, shut up!"
"I tell the truth, unlike you who just talk empty talk." Fang Boxuan snorted.
The two started bickering.
Dong Tianze didn't care about the quality of the wine. Since he and Zhou Qingchen were close, he pulled the wine jar that Zhou Qingchen took out over him.
After hesitating for a moment, he also drank like the others.
It didn't take long for him to appear drunk and to be the worst off among the crowd.
His face was as red as pig liver, he didn't eat a piece of meat, he took another jar of wine and continued drinking, his red eyes staring at Pang Jian opposite.
“Boy Dong, isn’t this your first time drinking a bar?”
Qi Qingsong was surprised.
Dong Tianze ignored him, suddenly became angry, glared at Pang Jian and asked: "Tell me the truth, after taking away the Black Iron Mountain, did you secretly go to the meteorite sea?"
"Are you planning to take over that unknown and nameless piece of land and those divine guards?"
The obsession in his heart exploded here.
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(End of chapter)
