Nightingale woke up from a coma.

He found himself bound by chains in a cold and damp cave, the cave was very quiet, and the sound of dripping water could be clearly heard.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

It seems that the water at the top of the cave drips into the pool in the dark, making the environment even more quiet.

"Haha, are you awake?"

A leisurely voice sounded.

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

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

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

Nightingale's face changed greatly, and she scolded.

"What do you think?"

Qin Chuan asked back with a smile.

"You, are you going to betray the ethnic group?!" Nightingale became more and more uneasy in her heart.

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

"what?!"

Nightingale was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and these words had a devastating blow to his spirit.

If the other party betrayed the clan, then he would be forgiven for being stabbed in the back, but if the other party is not from the Tianheng clan, he was deceived so badly... Then he is a pig!

"Thank you for telling me the way to go to Tianshu Palace. I have already told this method to the Jiu Cang Human Race Temple. Calculate the time, Tianshu Palace should have been destroyed by now."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"what??"

Nightingale was stunned, sluggish for a short time, and then she reacted, and let out a heart-piercing roar:

"Do not-"

At this moment, he felt his world collapsed, everything in front of him became blurred, and a voice echoed in his heart:

You are the sinner of the race.

You are the sinner of the race.

You are the sinner of the race!

This voice became stronger and stronger, and it became his relatives, his friends, his master, and finally, even his own voice.

This voice is like an inescapable curse, constantly echoing in his ears, mobilizing the guilt and self-blame in his heart, like a thousand cuts!

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

In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the spot.

When Qin Chuan saw this, it was not surprising.

From the perspective of the other party, he probably understands the pain in the other party's heart.

He thought about it for a while, and took out a bright red flower - it was the fairy grass with a pungent smell.

"It's cheaper for you."

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

I'm in a coma, what should I do if I can't swallow?

For Qin Chuan, this is not a problem at all - he has experience.

Think about it, in the TV series, the heroine gave medicine to the unconscious male hero, but he couldn't swallow it. How did he do it?

So.

With his left hand, he lifted Nightingale's drooping head, and with his right hand, there were just a few big-eared scratches, causing his head to sway from side to side.

"Guru."

After the fight, a voice came from Nightingale's throat, and it was obvious that the flower had already swallowed.

Well, it's not like that in TV dramas.

But of course, Qin Chuan can't learn from the TV series. He has his own unique way, which is all summed up in practice.

"Buzz!"

This immortal grass is indeed extraordinary. After swallowing it, the pores all over Nightingale's body released a faint golden light, and then she woke up.

"So…"

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

"You mustn't spend four..."

With grief and anger in his heart, he tried his best to curse, but the sound he made was funny even to him.

So he shut up.

"How dare you be tough!"

Qin Chuan took out an imperial long whip. This long whip seemed to be made from the spine of some kind of snake. It was section by section and had bone spurs. It looked horrifying.

"Snapped!"

A whip struck Nightingale, and immediately, Nightingale let out a piercing scream.

"Ow!"

Because the cheeks on both sides were too swollen, he squeezed his mouth together, and the sound was very strange.

"Dare to provoke?!"

Qin Chuan glared at him, and then slapped him with a whip again, and immediately let out a wolf howl again.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

So, Qin Chuan kept pumping, hundreds of times in a row, and the opponent was dying.

This Nightingale is actually an emperor, but this imperial whip was originally a torture tool for the emperor.

So, no matter how awesome you are, as long as it's made to measure, it can make you "comfortable"...

"Ow!"

Nightingale called out again.

"How dare you provoke!"

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows coldly and continued to smoke.

There were two lines of humiliating tears on Nightingale's swollen face. In fact, he was not provocative, he was begging for mercy.

Perhaps it was the physical pain that eased the mental pain, so his guilt and grief subsided unconsciously, and from a generous elegiac, it became somewhat comical.

That kind of feeling is like a person who is drunk and roars: "Don't force me, I can do anything if you are in a hurry!"

Then someone immediately handed over a math Olympiad problem.

You do it.

Did you try it?

Immediately, the scene became quiet.

So, the alcoholic who claimed to be able to do anything in a hurry pretended not to hear what the other party was saying, continued to ask a few more questions, and then fell to the ground very mellow and fell asleep.

Drunk!

After a long time, Qin Chuan put away the whip, squinted and said, "Now, I'll ask you some questions, you answer me honestly."

Nightingale was silent.

Although he is already afraid of being beaten, if it is something that endangers the ethnic group, he will never do it!

"Boom!"

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

"Killing Qiandao, I can track you down. I know you are hiding inside, come out and lead to death!"

"Damn, this has all been found!"

Qin Chuan's face changed drastically, and he seemed to be in a panic for a short time. Then he glanced at Nightingale in a tangled manner. He seemed to be ignoring the prisoner.

"This…"

Nightingale was stunned.

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

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

"As for people, I clearly sensed the aura of that beast just now, why is it gone?!"

Carrying an axe, the burly man looked left and right, but in the end he didn't seem to find his target, so he set his eyes on Nightingale in disappointment.

"Who are you?"

the burly man asked.

"Ow..."

Nightingale wanted to speak, but made such a voice, and his cultivation base was sealed by the rune chain, so he couldn't transmit his spiritual sense.

"Hey, forget it, it looks like a poor person who was deceived by that liar. Since he met him, I will help you by the way!"

After the burly man finished speaking, he swung his axe to cut off the chains that locked Nightingale, and then without a word, he flew into the sky and flew into the distance.

The roar of a burly man could be heard far away in the sky.

"Beasts, where are you running!"

On the other hand, Nightingale stood there blankly, looking at the broken chains scattered on the ground, and then at her own hands.

His eyes were dazed, and he always felt a little unreal.

Is he just... free? ?