Chapter 971 When the ancestor of vampires travels to the end of the world (44)

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and she stepped further in.

When He Lanrui saw "Wen Erxi" in front of him, his already bad mood became even worse because of the interruption.

"What are you doing here?" The young man glanced over and said coldly.

Jiaoyang's mouth curled up. It was the first time she saw the true face of this young man with her own eyes. She couldn't help but stand there and looked at him for a while with her chin raised, without saying a word to him.

Seeing that "Wen Erxi" dared to treat him like this, He Lanrui's face became even more gloomy. He stood up from his seat and was about to speak out questions and accusations, but was stunned when he met those slightly joking eyes.

"you"

Jiaoyang didn't give him time to react. Taking advantage of his slightly confused state, a scarlet luster flashed in his eyes, and he instantly cast an illusion spell on him, breaking through his own hypnotic defense against the illusion spell, and immediately manipulated him.

into his consciousness.

Under the control of Jiaoyang illusion, the boy's amber pupils were glazed over, and he looked at her blankly.

Under Jiaoyang's questioning word for word, he told everything he had done this time, as well as all the tricks he had done secretly over the years.

Including deliberately ruining Wen Renli's reputation, fanning the flames among the people, and buying off people around him such as Yolf. The most craziest of them was probably this time.

He was obviously the leader of a country, but he secretly took action against his innocent people, tampering with the precious nutrient solution, resulting in countless deaths and injuries, just to frame Wen Renli.

Even if the problem is eventually discovered, the nutrient solution that took countless efforts to develop is destined to be wasted, and the souls of those who died will never be able to rest in peace.

This move is really vicious.

Even Jiao Yang sighed with regret, looked at the recorder in his hand that recorded everything, curled up his lips with satisfaction, no longer cared about He Lanrui in front of him, turned around and left.

The moment she turned around, her eyes no longer met He Lanrui's. The young man looked pale and sobered up while holding his head.

As soon as he woke up, what he saw in his eyes was Jiaoyang's back turning around mercilessly, getting further and further away from him.

An almost uncontrollable panic arose in his heart. He Lanrui's already pale face turned even paler. He grabbed Jiaoyang's hand and murmured in confusion and pain.

"Don't go"

Jiaoyang was a little impatient and threw him away. At the same time, she raised the trophy recorder in her hand with a half-smile and waved it in front of him.

"Now that things have happened, why do you still need to pretend to be affectionate towards me?"

Seeing the young man's face suddenly freeze, obviously recalling what happened when he was manipulated by her just now, Jiaoyang's mood became better.

"You are obviously the head of a country, respected by your subjects and all the people, but you do such despicable things behind your back. You who abandoned your identity and your subjects for your own selfish desires, I am very curious about what will happen to you.

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After saying this, Jiaoyang turned around again, but before she could take a few steps, she felt pulled by another force.

She became even more impatient and looked back with cold eyes, but was slightly startled when she saw the gloomy and twisted look on the young man's face.

That face, as gentle and beautiful as an angel, showed an unprecedented weird and crumbling expression. His smile became more and more distorted. Perhaps because everything had been exposed, he simply took off his disguise.

Those amber eyes were numb and cold, the kind of indifference that was indifferent to everything.

The young man's voice sounded faintly like the sound of nature, but it contained no emotion at all, just like a pool of stagnant water: "Do you also think that being alone is wrong?"

He Lanrui turned his gaze to her and looked at her seriously with his amber eyes: "Do you also think that Gu abandoned his own subjects for his own selfish desires? Haha"

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and his expression was not suitable for the coldness and precocity of his age: "But it is obvious that I am Gu's ministers and subjects, and everyone in this world has abandoned Gu first."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a few seconds: "What did you say?"

When she suddenly heard such a sentence, she always felt that it sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

After recalling it carefully, she suddenly remembered.

This seems to be what she herself said in that world five hundred years ago.

He Lanrui walked over and opened the window, letting the light from outside shine in and fall on his body. The white royal uniform created a holy golden halo.

Jiaoyang narrowed her eyes and looked at him from the side.

The young man murmured lowly and looked out the window calmly: "Even you said that, is Gu really wrong? Should Gu feel ashamed and regretful? Am I sorry for Helan's surname? Why can't I feel it?

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"For more than ten years, no one can understand how I have lived alone. My life. From the moment I was born, I was destined to be unable to taste the ups and downs. I have been trapped in this place. It seems that in my life, there is no other choice but to take medicine.

Or take medicine. He is obviously a king, but he is restricted from all freedoms and lives like a puppet.

Uncle Wenren is very good, I have always known him, and until now I believe he is a good man. As long as he is here, my throne will be unshakable for the rest of my life, but so what."

The young man turned around and smiled softly at Jiaoyang: "I just want him to die."

Jiaoyang frowned and continued to listen to him.

"Why should he make decisions for Gu? Why should he think that I would be willing to be trapped in the royal city for the rest of my life, living like a puppet with no dignity and humiliation? It would be better to die in such a life."

He Lanrui looked at her, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded: "In these years, I have thought about seeking death countless times, but I endured it. Because I am a descendant of the Helan family, and this world needs

My existence is for the sake of those subjects who are struggling to hold on. I cannot die.

But as time goes by, I gradually understand that my people don’t need me. Uncle Wenren has already done all the things that I should have done for me. My only mission is to live, or in other words, as long as I am alive

In their hearts, it's okay as long as I'm alive.

Even in the end, Gu's existence in this world became dispensable. The people of this world no longer need Gu. They only need Uncle Wenren, which is enough to support this huge world.

The world. So what’s the point of living in such pain all these years? No one remembers my name, I’ve been abandoned by this world, and by the subjects who have become my faith and supported me to endure the pain and survive until now.”
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