This also made Ning Fan understand why the old monster was so obsessed with going to the upper city.
After experiencing the warmth of the sun, they...
I long to return to that land.
At the same time, Ning Fan also thought of something he had previously overlooked.
Li Tiandao can create sunlight in his own illusion because he has really seen it.
He knew that the sun was warm and dazzling.
And what about this "old monster"?
Is the sunshine in his dream really just his imagination?
No.
He felt it too.
Even if it's only a little bit.
But he had also truly felt its warmth.
The "old monster" looked at Ning Fan, then at the Wuxiang in his hand.
There was indeed a glint of greed in his eyes.
He knew that as long as he got the sword, he might have the opportunity to fulfill his family's long-cherished wish.
only……
"You opened all the locks."
The "old monster" seemed to be muttering to himself.
Ning Fan didn't answer him directly, but asked calmly, "Do you know who the last lock belongs to?"
The "old monster" was stunned for a moment, then he raised his voice and said, "My ancestor."
His answer was not wrong.
But Ning Fan believed that he must not know that the person who caused all this was the ancestor he admired so much.
At the same time, he would never have thought that he and his ancestors were victims of that ancestor's ambition.
In fact, Li Tiandao didn't care about him as a descendant at all.
Ning Fan didn't have much sympathy for him.
In a sense, we are all the same.
Who can sympathize with whom?
"Give me Jian Wuchou's coffin."
Ning Fan said calmly, "I can take you to the upper city."
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