Chapter 1104: My Solitary Love Dream (6)

Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: My Solitary Love Dream (6)

But when Xiaoqi met his eyes... many words she wanted to say next suddenly became unspeakable.

She thought it would be really easy to kill Ning Xu. Ning Xu, at the first rank of Divine Level, wasn’t her opponent at all. No matter how cunning he was, surrounded by a group like this, with Ning Shiqi here who was just as skilled or even better at Mechanical Techniques and Poison Techniques than him, Ning Xu didn’t stand the slightest chance.

He... knew it himself too.

So...

Xiaoqi somehow looked into his eyes and understood his thoughts, feeling a bit sorry for him. However... he must die, no matter how pitiful he was. She couldn’t not save Brother Qiao!

Xiaoqi silently stepped back two paces, pulled Han Jing forward, and whispered a few words into Han Jing’s ear.

"You have an hour left. Once this time is up, all your dreams will be completely shattered. Do you know that?" Han Jing nodded towards Xiaoqi and turned to Ning Xu to say.

"How could I not know? Every day for two hours, every minute, every second, I’ve been counting it down. Yes, you’re right, I am ridiculous. I’ve even dragged so many innocent people into my mess, making them all watch my performance like puppets, living foolishly... in a dream." No one knew how he spent every day of the past ten years, no one could understand watching others be happily in love while he was merely surviving.

He had long lived enough, truly, truly lived enough.

To be exact, he had already died, died on the day of his wedding. Since then, what has remained in the world is just a shell, a soulless shell, like a walking corpse of a puppet.

So he didn’t hesitate to use his own life to cultivate Puppet Grass, even if it was a dream, he wanted to fool himself.

If deceiving himself could make him happier, then why not?

"They say truth comes in a person’s dying words. I know, if we push you, you probably have a thousand ways to thwart us. If you’re unwilling, not only will we not get the antidote, we might have to watch our loved ones accompany you, a man crazy for love, to the grave."

"So, let’s talk, we still have an hour, twenty minutes, let’s talk." Han Jing said to him.

Ning Xu quietly looked at Han Jing, miraculously nodded obediently.

Han Jing had Ning Shiqi and the others step back, while Su Yu looked worried about her, but Han Jing waved her hand: "Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing, I know what he wants. I’m just telling him what he wants to know, there will be no trouble."

Han Jing knew, many of them might not understand at this moment, what good talking to someone as twisted as Ning Xu was, but Han Jing understood, if Ning Xu really intended to harm someone, what they would be seeing now definitely wouldn’t be Ning Xu’s fabricated dream, but rivers of blood.

He didn’t really want to harm anyone, he even... never thought of hurting Feng Peining. If he had, he wouldn’t have used this method.

He was crazy, but at least for the love he was obsessed with, he preserved the last bit of purity, that is, not staining their love with the blood of innocent people.

He was wrong, wrong for being too persistent.