It was already dusk outside the window. When Ningxia Youyou said these words, Huo Ying raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Why die?"

Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying's face as white and expressionless as a snow doll: "Can't you die?"

"Just living is a matter of trying your best." Huo Ying said quietly: "How can you die?"

The two people spoke softly, and their voices intertwined in the room with only one candle lit.

Light and shadow fade.

"Yes, you have to do your best just to survive." Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying: "Occasionally, it's normal to not be able to hold on and want to die."

"I'm a doctor." Huo Ying said quietly.

This sentence is almost Huo Ying's belief and mantra.

Or rather a motto.

This sentence also represents many different powers and meanings.

"A doctor's mission is to save lives and heal the wounded." Ningxia smiled: "But doctors cannot cure all diseases in the world."

"It can't save the dead either."

"A guy who can cure everyone's disease is not called a doctor." Huo Ying replied: "A guy who can cure everyone's dead isn't called a doctor either."

"Then what are their names?" Ningxia asked.

"We can call them gods." Huo Ying said lightly.

Ningxia laughed: "You are also very interesting, little doctor girl."

"Thank you for the compliment." Huo Ying said, "Isn't it very dangerous this time?"

she asked.

In fact, the topic jump between the two people is really big.

But despite such a big jump, they were still able to talk fluently. Probably the most important reason is that both of them are smart people.

This is something that Shang Jiuge and Xue Ling cannot do.

Ningxia nodded: "It's very dangerous."

"Will he die?" Huo Ying asked.

"I don't think so." Ning Xia said, "Although I haven't known him for a long time, I already know how afraid of death he is."

"If he knew your evaluation, he would definitely thank you for the compliment." Huo Ying said.

"Then I'll tell him no need to thank him," Ning Xia said.

"But he won't die, but he will be defeated. He needs to escape."

"If you don't escape, you will probably die in this city."

Ningxia's voice was calm and cold.

"It sounds a bit boring." Huo Ying looked at the flickering candle shadow and said lightly.

"Yes, it's been boring all the time." Ningxia smiled.

"What's going on with all this?" Huo Ying asked.

"I remember Fang Bie said that before." Ning Xia said.

When everyone was in the inn lobby, Fang Bie once told the story about the four-way beast chess game, and Huo Ying was there at that time.

Of course, this four-party beast chess includes He Ping and Fang Bie, Hei Wu and Shang Jiuge, Ningxia and Sheng Junqian, and Xue Ling and Duanwu.

But Huo Ying is not included.

Huo Ying is an outsider.

A complete outsider.

But now, Huo Ying, an outsider, wants to know what's happening on the outside.

"I want to hear it again." Huo Ying said.

"What I know is not more detailed than what Fang Bian said." Ning Xia said.

"But I still want to hear it." Huo Ying said.

So Ningxia told Huo Ying the story from the beginning.

The so-called beginning means starting from the murder of Ning Huaiyuan.

No one would have thought that the death of this abandoned disciple of the Huashan Sect would cause so many turmoils later on.

With the arrival of Ningxia and the emergence of Shang Jiuge, the curtain of the world of Jianghu gradually opened, but no one thought that the final stage of this drama would be in Luocheng, a city that has ended.

"Why would Ning Huan go to war for Ning Huaiyuan so much?" Huo Ying asked.

"No one has asked this question before," Ning Xia said.

"But I'm asking now." Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia and said.

"If you ask, I would say that Ning Huaiyuan is Master's disciple, and he is Master's favorite." Ning Xia said quietly.

"This is not enough." Huo Ying said.

"Why is this not enough?" Ning Xia asked: "Do you know Master better than me?"

"Why did Ning Huaiyuan come back to China?" Huo Ying jumped directly to the next question.

"Because he wants to become stronger." Ning Xia said.

"Who is better than the miserable old man?" Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia: "I know the skills practiced by the miserable old man."

Ningxia was surprised: "How did you know?"

"I just know." Huo Ying said, "Do you want me to tell you the name of the technique he practices?"

Ning Xia bit her lip, gently, with a slightly pleading look; "No."

There are very few people in this world who can say no to Ningxia.

Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia and nodded quietly: "Look, this at least proves that I know a lot."

"Why do you know so much?" Ningxia asked.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you were the other way around."

"I'm not Fang Bie." Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia and said, "But I am Huo Ying."

"Who is Huo Ying?" Ning Xia asked.

"Huo Ying is me, I am Huo Ying." Huo Ying said quietly.

"How did you and Fang Bie meet?" Ning Xia asked.

"We met when we were very young," Huo Ying said, "In total, it's been seven years."

"You were nine years old and he was ten years old at that time." Ning Xia sighed: "They are all such young children."

"He is the smartest child I have ever seen." Huo Ying said.

"Isn't it you?" Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying.

Huo Ying smiled.

"I am the second smartest." The girl said calmly, without any pride, as if she was stating a fact.

"I kind of want to hear your story." Ning Xia said.

"I also want to hear your story." Huo Ying said calmly.

"Because it really hurts."

Ning Xia pursed her lips gently.

Huo Ying was referring to the knife wounds on Ningxia's back.

Just like Fang Bie, Huo Ying doesn't believe in Ningxia either.

Ning Xia was born in Luo Jiao, and she was a witch raised by Luo Jiao since childhood. She was also one of the most trusted disciples of the miserable old man.

Why did she suddenly betray the miserable old man?

Fang didn't believe it, so he proposed the 361-stroke detoxification treatment.

Huo Ying said that if it were her, there would be no need for surgery, she could prescribe the right medicine and prepare the antidote for Manzhushahua.

Regardless of whether Fang Bu can do this or not, it at least shows that the three hundred and sixty-one cuts are not the only solution.

But don’t just do that.

If Ningxia is doing this out of spite, it would be just like Fang Bu's conversation with He Ping.

This is the most perfect torture scheme in the world.

Later, Ning Xia personally killed Ning Buxi and Ning Guimei who came to pursue them.

If this is a certificate of surrender, Ningxia has already presented it to Fang Bi's case.

Now even people like Shang Jiuge, Xue Ling and others have more or less accepted the existence of Ningxia.

But Huo Ying looked at Ningxia and wanted to hear Ningxia's story.

"So, I'm going to trade my story for your story?" Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying and asked.

Huo Ying raised her eyebrows.

The girl's dark eyebrows are like ink.
Chapter completed!