Nightingale wakes up from her coma.

I found myself chained in a cold and damp cave. The cave was so quiet that the sound of dripping water could be clearly heard.

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

It seemed that the water from the top of the cave dripped into the pool in the darkness, making the environment seem even quieter.

"Hehe, awake?"

A leisurely voice sounded.

Nightingale turned her head suddenly and saw a familiar figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

There was a skylight above his head, and white light shone through it, so he could see the figure clearly when it approached him.

"It's you! What do you want to do!!"

Nightingale's face changed drastically and he scolded.

"What do you think?"

Qin Chuan asked back with a smile.

"Are you going to betray your clan?!" Nightingale became more and more uneasy.

"No, actually... I'm not from the Tianheng clan." Qin Chuan showed a kind smile on his face.

"What?!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue to Nightingale, and it had a devastating impact on his spirit.

If the other party was a traitor to the tribe, then it would be understandable for him to be backstabbed, but if the other party was not a member of the Tianheng tribe, and he was deceived so badly... then he is a pig! !

"Thank you for telling me how to get to Tianshu Palace. I have already told the Jiucang Human Clan Holy Temple about this method. Calculating the time, Tianshu Palace should have been destroyed by now."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"What??"

Nightingale was stunned for a moment, then reacted and let out a heart-wrenching roar:

"No--"

At this moment, he felt that his world had collapsed. Everything in front of him became blurry, and a voice in his heart was echoing:

You are the sinner of your race.

You are the sinner of your race.

You are the sinner of your race!

The voice became stronger and stronger. Sometimes it became the voice of his relative, sometimes his friend, sometimes his master, and finally, it even became his own voice.

This voice was like an inescapable curse, which kept echoing in his ears, stirring up the guilt and self-blame in his heart, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives!

"Impossible, impossible, how is this possible, you must be lying to me, you must be lying to me...Pfft!!!"

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Qin Chuan was not surprised when he saw this.

From the other person's perspective, he probably understood the pain in the other person's heart. It was normal for him to faint because he couldn't accept it for a while.

He thought for a moment and took out a bright red flower - it was the magical grass with the pungent smell.

"You're lucky."

He sighed, then crumpled the flower into a ball and stuffed it directly into the other person's mouth.

What should I do if I’m unconscious and can’t swallow?

This was not a problem at all for Qin Chuan - he had experience.

Think about it, in TV dramas, when the heroine feeds medicine to the unconscious hero but he can’t swallow it, what does she do?

then.

He lifted up the Nightingale's drooping head with his left hand and slapped it several times with his right hand, making its head sway from side to side.

"Gurgle."

After the beating, a sound came from the Nightingale's throat. It was obvious that the flower had been swallowed.

Well, that’s not how it’s played out in TV shows.

But Qin Chuan naturally couldn't learn from TV dramas. He had his own unique way, which was summed up from practice.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

This magical herb was indeed extraordinary. Soon after swallowing it, the pores all over Nightingale's body released a faint golden light, and then he woke up.

"So……"

He wanted to speak, but found his mouth a little squeezed. It turned out that his face was bruised and swollen, almost as swollen as a pig's head.

"It's not worth four..."

He was filled with grief and indignation, and tried his best to curse, but the sound he made was so funny even to himself.

So he shut up.

"How dare you be so stubborn!"

Qin Chuan took out a royal whip, which seemed to be made from the spine of some kind of snake. It was made up of sections and had bone spurs, which looked creepy.

“Bang!”

A whip hit the nightingale, and immediately, the nightingale let out a heart-wrenching scream.

“Ouch!”

Because his cheeks were so swollen, his mouth was squeezed together and the sounds he made sounded strange.

"You still dare to provoke me?!"

Qin Chuan glared at him, then whipped him again, and he howled like a wolf again.

“Pah, pah, pah!”

“Pah, pah, pah!”

So Qin Chuan kept hitting him, hitting him hundreds of times, until the man was almost dying.

This Nightingale is actually an emperor, but this imperial whip is a torture instrument used against emperors.

So, no matter how awesome you are, as long as something is tailor-made for you, it can make you feel "comfortable"...

“Ouch!”

The nightingale called again.

"How dare you provoke me!"

Qin Chuan looked at him coldly and continued smoking.

Two lines of tears of humiliation appeared on Nightingale's swollen face. In fact, he was not provoking, he was begging for mercy.

Perhaps the physical pain alleviated the mental pain, so his guilt and grief subsided unconsciously, and he changed from a generous and tragic person to a somewhat funny person.

It felt like a drunk person yelling, "Don't push me, I can do anything if you push me too hard!"

Then someone immediately handed over a math problem.

You do it.

Can you try making it?

Suddenly, the scene became quiet.

So, the drunkard who claimed that he could do anything when pushed into a corner pretended not to hear clearly what the other party was saying and continued to ask a few more questions. As he was asking, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Drunken Escape!!

After a long time, Qin Chuan put away the whip, narrowed his eyes and said: "Now, I will ask you some questions, and you answer me honestly."

The nightingale was silent.

Although he has been beaten and scared, he will never do anything that will endanger the tribe!

“Boom!”

At this moment, there was a violent tremor outside the cave, and then an angry and rough voice came from outside.

"Damn it, I finally tracked you down. I know you're hiding in there, come out and get killed!"

"Damn it, it's all found!"

Qin Chuan's face changed drastically, and he seemed to be briefly panicked. Then he looked at Nightingale with a troubled look, and seemed to not care about the prisoner anymore. He directly used the earth escape technique and ran away.

"this……"

Nightingale was stunned.

The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the mountain where the cave was located was split open, and the sunlight shone down from above.

Then, a burly man with a beard fell from the sky and landed in the broken cave.

"Where's the person? I clearly sensed the aura of that beast just now, how come he disappeared?!"

The burly man looked around with an axe in hand, but ultimately seemed to have not found his target, so he looked at the nightingale in disappointment.

"Who are you?"

The burly man asked.

“Ouch…”

Nightingale wanted to speak, but this kind of sound came out. Moreover, his cultivation was sealed by the rune chains, and he was unable to transmit his voice.

"Oh, forget it. You are a poor man who has been cheated by that liar. Since I have met you, I will help you!"

After the burly man finished speaking, he swung his axe to cut off the chains that bound the nightingale, and then without saying a word, he soared into the sky and flew away.

A burly man's roar could be heard from far away in the sky.

"Beast, where are you running to!"

As for Nightingale, she stood there blankly, looking at the broken chains scattered on the ground, and then looking at her own hands.

His eyes were dazed and he always felt that something was unreal.

He was just like that...free? ?