C21 (1/2)

”Are you crazy? Even if we kill them all, it will be impossible for your clansmen to revive. ”

”Hahaha...” Ling Xiao laughed coldly, a trace of malice flashing past his eyes: ”You are not me, you are unable to understand my emotions. It's as if there was a raging fire burning every day, every single moment, so hot that I can't forget that tragic scene of the dead, screaming and crying.”

Hearing his words, Feng Mochen's expression turned serious, ”Since you are already alive, then you should live well, why do you have to live in hatred, doesn't this make you even more tired?”

”Like I said, you're not me, you can't understand my feelings right now, so stop trying to reason with me. What do you want me to do with it in your hands?” Kill me? ”

Hearing that, the Feng Mochen regained her composure, and with a glint in her eyes, she said: ”Tell me honestly, what is your goal? To make the people of the city pay with their lives? Or do you just want to kill the people who deserve to be killed? Or maybe you have another purpose. ”

After saying that, her eyes shone like X-rays as she stared at the box in Ling Xiao's hands.

If he only wanted revenge, he could have just poisoned the entire village. Why would he waste so much effort?

Ye Licha's expression was calm, following Feng Mochen's words, she seemed to have thought of something.

Ling Xiao subconsciously held onto the box even more tightly, as if he was protecting the most important thing.

He was deeply afraid that someone would take it away.

”My goal is very simple, it is that they all die, you people who are in the way must save them. Why did you help them? You want to save them? ”Why?”

”I know what you're thinking.” ”It was all part of your plan from the start. Actually, you already knew of my identity, you intentionally poisoned the citizens at this time to let everyone think that it was a sudden plague.”

”…” Ling Xiao did not say a word, his eyes staring straight at Feng Mochen, as if he was going to cut her into eight pieces and slice her into ten thousand pieces.

Because each and every one of her words had deeply touched him, step by step, they had even pierced him.

”With this plague, you can release the news and let the passersby spread this rumor. You are betting that I won't stand idly by.”