Ningxia uses the word "stealing".

To be honest, pulling people out one by one and selling them under the eyes of the island owner is not considered stealing.

By the way, why has such a big event happened, but Mrs. Hong Ji, who is said to attach great importance to the Holy Vein, never showed up?

Ningxia really felt that the whole thing about Fuyun Island was completely terrible. It was nothing like the collapsed Zombie City before and was full of darkness.

It's just that Zombie City is the darkness blessed by many dead people, while Floating Cloud Island is the darkness covered by the light, which feels more dangerous than the former.

After all, most zombies have mediocre intelligence or no intelligence at all, and the underworld will not be brought to the surface. And most of the people alive here have evil intentions, looking like humans, but doing things that are worse than pigs and dogs.

Ningxia has a feeling that this trip to Fuyun Island does not seem to be so easy.

She didn't want to argue with Wolf Five anymore. She had asked this question a long time ago, but the other party seemed to have been deliberately avoiding this and seemed to be afraid.

She had to figure out what those guys wanted to get the holy veins for? This... was the core of the matter.

The only thing that can make those guys flock to her is enough interest. Ningxia vaguely feels that she has been separated by a layer of smoke and is about to touch the truth. She is just short of an answer.

Looking at the other party's bright eyes, Jiang Hualang smiled bitterly: "Ning Daoyou is very sensitive. I don't want to say it, but I really can't hide it from you. That's all. It's not a secret, but it doesn't matter."

"I'm just afraid that if I say it out loud, I'll offend your ears."

Then she... would like to see what kind of truth it is, and how can it taint her ears if she tells it?

"Fellow Taoist must have heard a lot about sword slaves, so I won't go into details on this. But fellow daoist, do you know how they "use" sword slaves?"

Ning Xia keenly picked up a hint of anger from the other party's calm tone, especially when he said the word "use".

Use it?

Sure enough, these guys did something to the Holy Vein.

"The ancestors of the Li family inherited the blood of Li Shengjun and were born with a human form. But the mother's side is after all a fairy sword that was transformed from a dead object. Their heirs were born with accompanying sword embryos in their bodies, which are connected to the blood and have bones.

Symbol of the sword.”

"They are not pure humans in the true sense. It is just because the human bloodline has the upper hand that they were born in human form."

"Theoretically, if the sword part in their bodies overpowers the human bloodline, then it is not impossible to transform into a sword. Just because they are born with human bodies that facilitate movement, there are very few people who choose to transform into swords, almost none.

"

"So, those people are buying and selling holy veins in order to get the sword in their bodies?" Ningxia, who guessed from Lang Wu's words, was obviously very angry.

Combining a lot of previous information, Ningxia thought about this for a while. If it is true, then these guys are really disgusting. For the sake of profit, they can even abandon their humanity.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hualang shook his head: "Yes... and no. They are not satisfied with that small sword embryo. What they value is the innate sword-wielding talent of the Li family's holy lineage, which is rooted in the bloodline.

ability."

"If you just take away the sword embryo from the body of the Holy Vein, you might as well build a sword that you can take advantage of. After all, once those sword embryos leave the host where they were born, they are just ordinary sword embryos. There is nothing special about them.

of."

"But what if this sword embryo is matched with the flesh and blood that gave birth to it and turned into a sword with peerless power?"

"That must be a very good sword!"

...Sword Strike…Sword Strike…Ning Xia’s mind was pounding, and she kept replying to this sentence, like a fish bone stuck in her throat, causing people endless pain.

Thinking of that possibility, Ning Xia's stomach turned upside down, and a sour vomiting surged from her stomach to her head.

Ugh...that's disgusting.

Are those guys... really human? That's ridiculous... Haha... Could it be that she is overthinking...

But Lang Wu's sad eyes shattered her self-comfort. His eyes told her that it was true, everything was true.

…

Those beasts actually regard the Li Holy Vein Clan as a good tool for refining swords, using them at will, pulling out muscles and bones, annihilating souls, and refining different kinds of swords.

You are not worthy of being a son of man.

It turns out that...there really are such ridiculous things in this world.

Ning Xia looked at the burning candles on the table with dull eyes, and suddenly felt very tired.

All night until dawn.

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The candles in the room have burned out, and the sky is gradually getting brighter, groggy and full of haze.

The girl was resting half-leaning on the collapse, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, she didn't sleep very peacefully, her brows were furrowed almost like a hill.

This had another meaning in the eyes of the young man.

The boy didn't know how long he stood indoors, but he didn't move until the gloomy sky brightened little by little.

When the first ray of sunlight shined through the window and reflected on the girl's pale face, he woke up as if from a dream and gently moved to the couch.

The young man's expression was gentle, and he stretched out his hand to touch the girl's hair, as if he wanted to touch it, but stopped just a hair away, and finally took it back with some difficulty.

"Um...why did I fall asleep? Wow, Chonghuan?! I was scared to death..." She was probably awakened by the heavy movement of Chonghuan. She was so confused that seeing such a big person scared her.

He jumped so hard that he almost hit the opponent on the head with a hammer.

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"So, those people are buying and selling holy veins in order to get the sword in their bodies?" Ningxia, who guessed from Lang Wu's words, was obviously very angry.

Combining a lot of previous information, Ningxia thought about this for a while. If it is true, then these guys are really disgusting. For the sake of profit, they can even abandon their humanity.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hualang shook his head: "Yes... and no. They are not satisfied with that small sword embryo. What they value is the innate sword-wielding talent of the Li family's holy lineage, which is rooted in the bloodline.

ability."

"If you just take away the sword embryo from the body of the Holy Vein, you might as well build a sword that you can take advantage of. After all, once those sword embryos leave the host where they were born, they are just ordinary sword embryos. There is nothing special about them.

of."

"But what if this sword embryo is matched with the flesh and blood that gave birth to it and turned into a sword with peerless power?"

"That must be a very good sword!"

...Sword Strike…Sword Strike…Ning Xia's mind was pounding, and she kept replying to this sentence, like a fish bone stuck in her throat, causing people endless pain.
Chapter completed!