Xu Jiang sighed: "Even if they believe it, they will still treat me as a sinner."
"The sinner who cut off their only hope!"
Wen Yao understood.
They would rather live in a dream than be awake.
Even if this dream is false.
“Cough cough cough…”
Having said that, Xu Jiang suddenly started coughing violently.
A mouthful of blood coughed out of his mouth.
Wen Yao immediately became nervous.
"Master Xu, you..."
"Did you bring the medicine? Give me one."
Xu Jiang was quite rude.
Wen Yao immediately stood up, took out a special medicine from the supplies he brought, and handed it to Xu Jiang generously.
This kind of thing is worthless.
Every year when I bring people down here, I prepare a lot because I’m worried that the children will be affected by the miasma.
After Xu Jiang used the special medicine, his complexion improved a lot.
He looked at the empty glass tube and smiled again.
"For people in the lower city, this thing means life."
Listening to Xu Jiang's sigh, Wen Yao didn't respond.
He knew that there was miasma in the lower city, and this special medicine could clear the miasma from the body.
Most importantly, the lower city cannot produce effective medicine.
The formula of the special medicine contains many ingredients that only exist in the upper city.
"Master Xu, I actually have a question."
Wen Yao knew Xu Jiang was knowledgeable and experienced, so he started talking: "You are from Diancheng, so you should know why we support the people from Xiacheng, right?"
Xu Jiang looked at Wen Yao.
Wen Yao immediately said, "I'm sorry for being so abrupt! Lord Xu, you can just pretend I never asked..."
"Again, I know what I want to tell anyone I want to tell, and I'm happy to do so!"
Xu Jiang pointed to the darkness: "These beasts are afraid of light."
Wen Yao was stunned.
Of course he knows.
And Xu Jiang has already said it once.
Xu Jiang suddenly asked, "Guess why?"
Wen Yao frowned and thought for a long time, but had no answer.
Xu Jiang smiled.
"Because they have always treated the people in the lower city as prey."
"They have always evolved towards fighting the people of the Lower City."
Wen Yao seemed to understand.
Xu Jiang's expression became complicated.
"So, what if there are no more people from the lower city?"
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