It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I have hope.
They finally believed that one day, Tang Xiaobao would come back again.
Then, there will be hope for everything.
Everything will be fine.
"City Lord, did you sleep well last night?"
In a cell, the imperial preceptor and the city lord were playing chess.
The old city lord laughed and said, "When have we ever had a good night's sleep? They tortured us until midnight, and we couldn't sleep at all. I'm used to it."
The national teacher made his move.
“I don’t know when he will return.”
The old city lord also sighed: "Yes, in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed. I don't know whether my daughter is doing well."
"It should be very good. I heard him mention that other world. Although there are no real cultivators, the technology is highly advanced and very interesting. I believe the little princess will be very happy there."
The national teacher comforted him.
"I hope so."
The old city lord shook his head.
He also made a move.
And at this moment, there was suddenly one more person in the room.
It was Sima Yunfei.
"I admire you very much because you have lived for so many years and are still alive."
He said it quietly, with unspeakable cruelty in his eyes.
"I know you want us dead, but unfortunately, your master won't let you kill us." The Imperial Master laughed and said, "So, you can only stare blankly."
"But I know you have at most a year to live before you die. Your secret techniques are powerful, but you haven't achieved any cultivation. Sigh, I know you're still hoping that person will come back to save you, but you really don't need to think about it. He hasn't come back in so many years, so maybe he's already dead."
Sima Yunfei taunted.
"This time, you may be disappointed."
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared from the air.
The three of them widened their eyes, hardly able to believe that all this was true.
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