In Luoyang under the night, the schoolyard was silent, which was in sharp contrast with the lights of thousands of families in the city.

Since the outbreak of the epidemic poison this morning, it swept across half of Luoyang City in one day. There are more than 100,000 people in this city. At this point, the innocent people who were injured by the epidemic poison are afraid that there are already tens of thousands of people.

When you pass by Luoyang under the night, you can hear a burst of coughing sound.

It's like there's a chilling gloom in the night in Luoyang.

However, the epidemic poison does not harm your life. Chen Qiu and Ren Hao previously believed that this was a generational battle between Wan Poison and the King of Medicine, which involved Luoyang in an unintentional disaster.

But now, a Northern Dynasty army is crossing the Yellow River a hundred miles away.

It was the elite troops stationed in Shanxi of the Northern Dynasties. They should have supported Qilu, but after the Qilu offensive was set, they stopped in Shanxi.

Now, I have traveled thousands of miles to Luoyang, Central Plains.

From Changzhi, Linfen to the north, including Taiyuan, this was originally the territory of the Northern Dynasties. This army moved very quickly, and the Southern Dynasties were not prepared at all.

If the Director-General hadn't lost the hero's opening game, he would have gone out to relax with his friends, and ran all the way north of the Yellow River. I'm afraid that this army would have been discovered by Luoyang after crossing the Yellow River in the dark.

Tonight in Luoyang, the senior officials couldn't sleep and urgently discussed the situation.

The common people can't sleep either. The epidemic is coming too fiercely. Although the Li family pharmacy provides free decoctions, it is difficult to fall asleep when taking care of the patients at home.

Sleepless in Luoyang.

In the schoolyard of the Heluo Gang Headquarters, the tourists who were infected with the epidemic had taken some kind of stench and fell asleep. This schoolyard was in sharp contrast with the lively daytime.

Very dead silent.

On the edge, below the warehouse, there is a shabby Eight Immortals Table and a few long stools, which should have been for the heroes of the Heroes to sit.

"Is this a mechanism?"

Liu Zhuoran sat on the stool and looked at Xiuhe with a hat behind Chen Lan. He had no power but his vision was still there.

When Liu Zhuoran saw Xiuhe again, he felt quite uneasy.

He did not forget the scene where he made Ling Xu sword pierce Xiuhe's heart that night in Suzhou. Even in the past few days, Liu Zhuoran would dream of the mistake that night whenever he fell asleep.

When he was extremely disappointed at that time, he even felt that perhaps it was because of his accidental killing Xiuhe that there was a disaster that followed.

After all, when he took the Lingxu sword from his master, he made a vow.

Under Lingxu's sword, he will not kill good deeds.

Perhaps, Xiuhe is not considered good, after all, he is born in the Five Elements Sect and must have been stained with blood on his hands.

But Liu Zhuoran just couldn't let it go.

Compared with the other tourists who died under his sword, who were either good or evil, traitorous or evil, Xiuhe was kind and just like a little white rabbit, but died to save people.

His vow was finally broken on that day.

Perhaps, when the master drove him out of the sect, he said that his mind was already confused, which was the knot in his heart.

"Yes, Xiuhe was made into an institution."

Chen Lan held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and there was a white porcelain wine glass in front of her, with some wine.

The tone of this witch with a big change in mind was calm, she said:

"This is the remains of a bad person. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a evil act. The Sword Lord held a long sword in his hand, afraid that he would draw his sword to fight and kill this demon, kill the demons and eliminate demons?"

Liu Zhuoran did not answer.

Chen Lan's tone still had a hint of sarcasm.

In her eyes, Liu Zhuoran was a hypocrite full of big talk.

"You and Xiuhe are like sisters. I don't think that you have to desecrate her body. Maybe it's hard to understand your feelings, so I brought her by my side."

Liu Zhuoran picked up the wine gourd and drank a sip of spicy wine.

He said:

"Besides, how can I be your opponent now?"

When he said this, he had a smile on his face, and was caught by Chen Lan who had been watching him. There was a hint of helplessness in his smile.

But there is not much sorrow.

He seemed to have really accepted his fate.

But the question is, is it really willing to accept his fate among people like him?

"Sword Lord has seen us all suffer from suffering in life."

Chen Lan looked at the yard where the coughing sounds were heard, and she said:

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, life and death, separation, death, these things that Sword Lord did not see or think about in the past, and now you have experienced it. You already know that our people in the world have the difficulties of survival.

Sword Master, do you think that what I did in Suzhou that day was a demonic act?"

"Of course!"

The wine gourd in Liu Zhuoran's hand stopped. He looked at Chen Lan, and there was no trace of entanglement in his gray eyes.

He said:

"For your own selfishness, you saved yourself, but who can save the innocent lives of the dead in Suzhou City?

Humanity is difficult to give birth, and people have no choice but to be trampled on their lives and cannot be liberated. That's it. Those innocent people who are still working hard to destroy so many dead souls because of you alone.

This is not a evil deed, so what is it?”

Faced with his questioning, Chen Lan pursed her lips and had nothing to say.

But just when Shen Lan was disappointed, Liu Zhuoran drank another sip of wine and sighed.

"But, I have realized it now. In fact, there was a point in my inaction in that day."

"Um?"

Chen Lan looked at Liu Zhuoran in surprise.

The latter closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his fingers, flicked on the table, and chanted softly with some familiar rhythm:

"I hate wandering around the world, and my birth is unknown."

"The second regret is that the beauty has little life, and the birds are hard to fly."

"Three hates the world, who can help?"

"The four hates people without virtue will ruin their hearts."

"The innocence of the five hatreds has passed away, where can I find it?"

"The six hatreds are not complete, and the old friends are sad."

"The seven hatreds of the unfair way of heaven, black and white are incorruptible."

"This hatred is unbearable, this heart is unbearable, this body is unbearable. Ask the sky, when will the miserable and miserable end? When will the bells and swallows dance again..."

The voice of Jianjun is not very nice.

The strange poison used by Chen Lan made his skills useless and his body destroyed. His voice cords were affected somewhat, and he was no longer as gentle as before, and always had a bit hoarseness.

It's not like the voice of a young man of his age.

But the sound is not the point.

The key point is that the lyrics and songs he sang made Chen Lan’s eyes stunned.

This lyric was written for herself when she was in Suzhou. Except for occasionally singing it herself, she never sang it in front of any outsider. Where did Liu Zhuoran hear it?

"I actually arrived in Suzhou very early."

Liu Zhuoran shook the wine gourd and said to Chen Lan:

"That night, I heard you sing this lyrics down the Yanyu Tower. At that time, I was puzzled. How bullying did you, a woman in the world, have you been so angry?

But at that time, I was a self-contained person who was outside the world and did not go into the mortal world. I did not go into the mortal world and did not follow this resentment to try to resolve the assistance and let you plan the Suzhou affairs like this.

As a result, everything that happened later.”

He poured the last sip of wine into his mouth, closed his eyes and said to Chen Lan:

"If that day, when I hear this word, I will ask you.

If you are trapped in Suzhou and unable to get rid of it, I can help you one or two.

Things won't go to the last step.

Those innocent people don’t have to die in the war in the world.”

Liu Zhuoran shook his head, holding the sword in his arms, leaning against the table and chair, closing his eyes and saying to Chen Lan:

"I hate you, I blame you, or I blame you, things are no longer important now. The dissipation of those innocent souls is also my inaction.

How can this matter be pushed to you alone?

Ants are even more cherishing of their lives.

So, leave, Chen Lan, there is no grudge between you and me anymore."
To be continued...