After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing had mixed feelings in his heart, and all kinds of feelings rushed into his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Several people fell silent at the same time.

I don't know how long it took, the light in the stone room gradually turned dark, Qi Jing looked up at the skylight, and found that at some point, the sky was already dark, there was no moon, only a few sporadic stars twinkling, bringing them a little pity bright colors.

I don't know if Ale Rong did it on purpose, or if he forgot, but he didn't send someone to bring them water and food.

They stayed in this stone room for several days, to be precise, it should have been three or four days, but no one came.Fortunately, they have special physiques, two bloodlines of gods and one bloodline of gods and demons. They didn't feel it at first, but after three or four days without a drop of water, they finally realized the strength of the bloodlines.

After so many days, none of them felt hungry or thirsty, as if they had already fasted, and they quickly adapted.

The few people were relatively speechless. At first Nangong Ziyi asked the two of them about their experience in the illusion with great interest, but Qi Jing was so thin-skinned that he hesitated to say anything, and Yan Zhilan kept silent about it.I asked too many questions, but no one responded, and Nangong Ziyi herself felt bored, so she didn't mention it again.

Bored, Nangong Ziyi asked Qi Jing hesitantly: "Ah Jing, my father, you have met, what kind of person is he?"

Qi Jing hadn't recovered yet, and looked up blankly.

Nangong Ziyi smiled wryly: "Although he has never raised me, I also want to know more about him! Anyway, he is also my father! When I was young, every time I saw my cousins ​​surrounded by my uncle , I could only stand aside and watch helplessly. I was very greedy. I was ignorant at that time, and I had imagined countless times. It would be great if my father and mother were by my side. Now that I have found him, no matter what, No matter what kind of person he is, even though I say I don't care, I still can't help but have a little expectation in my heart, and I want to ask him a lot of things."

He scratched his hair helplessly, and said to himself, "Laugh if you want, I'm just so worthless."

Suddenly a pair of warm hands held his hand, Nangong Ziyi raised her head in astonishment.

Qi Jing's gentle eyes seemed to be shining, there was no trace of teasing or sympathy in them, but full of understanding and empathy.

Qi Jing held his hand tightly, trying to comfort him, he was not good at comforting others, and he didn't know how to tell Nangong Ziyi, Ale Rong never mentioned him at all.I had no choice but to rack my brains, and said dryly: "Ale Rong him, he is very good-looking."

After the first sentence was uttered, the next step was much smoother, Qi Jing said: "I have never met anyone who is more beautiful than him."

What he said was the truth. Among the people he had ever met, A Lerong was the most outstanding looking person, which made people unforgettable.Moreover, Ale Rong's good looks are not the same as Yan Zhilan's good looks, they are two completely different types of people.

If we compare, Yan Zhilan is like an independent orchid in the sky, handsome and proud; A Lerong is a Luoyang peony, bright and moving.

Qi Jing quietly glanced at Yan Zhilan.

Yan Zhilan seemed to be thinking about something, but didn't notice his gaze.

Qi Jing exhaled, and said sincerely: "My uncle is the most beautiful person I have ever met."

He repeated a few words of praise for his appearance, but said nothing about Ale Rong's other things.

Nangong Ziyi is not an idiot either, so she naturally knew what he meant, with an expression that could barely be called a smile on her face, she said softly, "Is that so..."

"Clap clap clap!"

Qi Jing was about to say something, but was interrupted by a burst of loud applause.

A Lerong's feminine voice sounded outside the iron gate: "Thank you for your praise."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, the iron door was opened, bright and dazzling light came in from the outside, the sudden light dazzled the eyes of those who were used to the darkness.

Qi Jing hurriedly raised his sleeves to block the glare of the light, and only put down his sleeves after slowly getting used to the light.

Ale Rong walked in casually, his eyes swept over the three of them one by one, and after a pause on Nangong Ziyi, he skipped him and landed on Qi Jing, and said with a half smile: "It seems that you are here I stayed well, not flustered, talking and laughing. I was too worried, so I came to see you."

Qi Jing instinctively felt that he would not be so kind, and was about to say something, but was preempted by Nangong Ziyi.

When Nangong Ziyi saw her father for the first time, she was unavoidably excited, and stuttered: "Are you here to let us go?"

With a smile, Ale Rong gave him a serious look, but didn't see any tricks, then turned his head and said to Qi Jing: "You are quite interesting, little friend."

Seeing that he didn't recognize her, Nangong Ziyi was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, the other party had never seen him since he was born, and it was normal not to know him, so she soon felt relieved.

Qi Jing was not as optimistic as he was, and Ale Rong was half a head taller than him, so he had to raise his head slightly to look directly at the other person, trying his best to restrain his urge to question him, and calmly said: "Little uncle came here, is there a reason?" Is there anything to order?"

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "little uncle" in order to remind A Lerong to recognize the reality and stop entangled in the past.

Unexpectedly, Ale Rong's smile froze on his face when he heard such a shout, and he said angrily: "Don't call me that!" He stared at Qi Jing with cold and emotionless eyes, and said coldly: "You don't have the right to call me that I."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and several people came out from behind him, firmly restrained Qi Jing and the others, tied their hands behind their backs, and waited for Ale Rong's orders.

Ale Rong recovered his half-smile expression, and said simply and neatly: "Take it away."

Qi Jing didn't know what he was going to do, and subconsciously exchanged a look with Yan Zhilan, Yan Zhilan signaled him to be calm and not to act rashly.

Strangely, Qi Jing's restlessness was soothed by Yan Zhilan's eyes, and he followed Ale Rong's people out obediently without saying a word.

This time Ale Rong didn't cover his eyes, but walked in front of them with great interest, walking and stopping for a while, talking to them from time to time.

For example, where was the place where he played with Asiyao when he was young, where was the place where they were punished together, where was the place where the clansmen farmed... and so on.

Qi Jing and the others looked at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Ale Rong's gourd.

When he got to a certain place, Qi Jing saw the scene in front of him clearly, his shocked eyes widened suddenly, he had never seen such a horrific scene, he couldn't help backing back again and again in a moment of panic, until he felt pain on his wrist , because the rope tied to his hand was tightened.

Only then did Qi Jing force himself to calm down, but his voice was still trembling uncontrollably: "What is this?"

He also gasped when he heard Nangong Ziyi, and Yan Zhilan said angrily in a low voice, "Bastard!"

As if A Lerong didn't hear Yan Zhilan's words, he tilted his head slightly and looked at Qi Jing, with that chilling smile on his face: "A Jing is so smart, can't she see what those are? ?”

Qi Jing choked up, it was because he saw what it was that he felt more and more unbelievable, as if he was dreaming.

The scene in front of him was like a hell on earth, making Qi Jing's eyes darken.

A group of children who are not yet weak, the oldest is no more than a teenager, and the youngest is still wrapped in swaddling clothes. There are about twenty or thirty of them, like lambs waiting to be cubs, locked in cages without clothes , eyes dull, expressionless.

But it was not these that made Qi Jing feel cold, but those children, almost none of them were healthy!From what he knew in his previous life, almost all of them were deformed!

Some of them have no hands, some have no feet, some have only one ear, and some have an extra foot on their back...

Looking at it, Qi Jing trembled in his heart, if he hadn't been restrained, he would have almost run away.

Ale Rong watched the change of expression on his face with great interest, and said: "What? Are you surprised? Didn't your mother tell you why she escaped?"

Qi Jing's eyes were red, it was one thing to hear, but another thing to see, how can what the ears hear compare with what the eyes see?After all, those are just my own imagination, and I will subconsciously beautify them, so as not to let myself think of such horrible and cruel things, but now, after witnessing Xia Bu's tragic situation with my own eyes, this kind of visual impact shocked his mind like never before. Suddenly forgot to answer A Lerong.

Fortunately, Ale Rong didn't listen to his answer, and said to himself: "The blood of the gods is so precious and proud, everyone wants to have it. Who would have thought that the children in the clan would be like this .Can you imagine that this huge tribe has not had a normal child born in the past few decades?"

His eyes swept over those deformed children, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Look at these, what kind of monsters are they? They have no sanity, and even their bodies are incomplete. Where is there a trace of the blood of a god?"

His condescending appearance finally angered Qi Jing.

Qi Jing said angrily: "No matter what, they are still living beings, how can you treat them like this? Besides, it's not up to them to decide what they look like. The only thing to blame is their parents who made them so!"

Ale Rong squinted his eyes: "A living life?"

He suddenly shot sharp eyes at Qi Jing: "If you knew what would happen to their god-descendant blood who had no sanity and could not protect themselves if they flowed outside, you wouldn't say that."

Qi Jing retorted instinctively: "It's better than being raised here by your pork!"

"Oh, really?" A Lerong smiled strangely, and said, "You should know that the ability of the blood of the gods is healing. Then do you know what healing means in the outside world?"

"Brother really protects you very well. Not only did you hide the matter of your god-born blood, but he also secretly solved many people who tried to harm you for you." As he spoke, he approached Qi Jing, almost touching On the tip of Qi Jing's nose, his pale pupils were full of ridicule, pity, and a hint of sadness. His tone was extremely flat, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him: "These helpless people Once the blood of the gods flows outside, it will become a hot furnace or a material for alchemy, and it will become an item that everyone is scrambling to grab. No one will care about their life, no one will care about their life and death, people will only see Their use value. At that time, do you think you can stay out of it and live your happy life?"

"I didn't!" Qi Jing blushed, and retorted to his mockery: "I won't let them fall into that situation, and not all people outside are as vicious as you said, there are always kind people who will help them."

Ale Rong snorted, as if he heard something funny: "Help them?" His eyes suddenly became sharp, "Even if you help, how long can you help? Those people can help for a while, can they help for a lifetime?" ! My good nephew..."

Rubbing Qi Jing's cheek with his cold hand, he said with a half-smile, "You are so naive and cute, I can't bear to do anything to you."

His cold hands were like the body of a cold-blooded animal, making Qi Jing unbearable.Qi Jing tilted his head to avoid his touch, resisted the nausea surging up in his chest, his face became pale, what Ale Rong said made him unable to refute, but he didn't want to admit defeat, so he could only stare at him angrily, He poked a hole in A Lerong's body with his eyes.

Ale Rong withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "You don't have to look at me like that. You all know that what I said is the truth, but you have always been willing to whitewash the peace, and you are used to deceiving yourself and others, so you don't want to face it for a while."

As soon as he waved his hand, Qi Jing and the others were pushed forward and left the hell on earth not long after.

Qi Jing turned around and saw Ale Rong standing with his hands behind his back, still standing in place, after noticing his gaze, he smiled softly at him and said: "Wait for the big gift I will give you, good nephew .”