Kryptonians come to the second dimension

"No, just to save!" Mo Jinglan was shocked and said hurriedly: "Don't get me wrong. The elders of my Xingye people have a kind of affection for the Xiahuang people and will not harm the Xiahuang people."

Ye Wudao sneered in his heart.

If there was really any kind of affection, why did they wantonly slaughter people in the territory of the Xiahuang people, and even cooperate with the ten thousand races that were always enemies of the Xiahuang people?

Ye Wudao could guess what Mo Jinglan would say. I'm afraid he would say that there are different factions in the Xingye people, and most factions still support and care for the Xiahuang people.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Mo Jinglan then said: "There are many people in my Xingye people who have feelings for the Xiahuang people. After all, we were the two largest people in the past, and our ancestral land was also on the side of the Xiahuang people."

"Of course, there are still some evil guys who are hostile to the Xiahuang people, but generally speaking, they are all well-intentioned."

Good intentions?

Ye Wudao did not speak.

If they really have good intentions, why don't they help when the Xiahuang people are in danger?

Why don't they help save those strong men in the ancient Henggu Pass?

Now, most of these strong men in the ancient Henggu Pass may have fallen.

When they died, they didn't see the dawn.

Ye Wudao also couldn't see the dawn.

Perhaps, the only dawn, outside the distant starry sky, is the emperors of the Xiahuang people who have never returned.

Ye Wudao dare not presumptuously regard himself as hope. He is definitely not hope. Most of the luck that has brought him to this point today is due to coincidence and the power given to him by those powerful and friendly beings.

Xu Banhuang and Yuxinglong, these are the beings he has almost seen with his own eyes.

"No one cares about those weak creatures anymore." Ye Wudao looked sad and sighed slowly: "It's all a fight for the great way, a fight for the strong, and no one cares about the weak."

Mo Jinglan and the others were a little stunned by Ye Wudao's sudden sadness.

However, the Frost Night Demon King suddenly thought of something, and his expression became a little sad, and he also sighed.

"That's right, Your Majesty, the years are long enough, the sea turns into mulberry fields, and everything will change. The character of the emperor is also changeable, both good and evil. There has never been absolute justice and absolute evil. Indifference may be the greatest gift."

"Many spirits that came to my Frost Night Demon Clan actually came from all directions when they were alive. Most of their spirits have lost their will and need to be recreated by the spirits of heaven and earth. Perhaps I was also another existence in my life, and a sad existence."

"In the eyes of those high-ranking beings, perhaps there is no distinction between ethnic groups. They only regard each other as opponents, using the ethnic groups and forces under their feet to fight for them, and that's all."

Ye Wudao smiled bitterly: "What's more sad is that perhaps the ethnic groups of our forces cannot be used by them at all. Their power can create everything and reverse the wind and cloud. Their battles will not change because of some ethnic forces."

In other words, the power of these strong men is too strong and does not need external help.

Since it is useless, then the current situation between the major ethnic groups and the mysterious forces can also be explained clearly.

Such a theory made Mo Jinglan fall into deep thought.

Ye Wudao looked at him and smiled coldly.

"Messenger Mo looks smart, but he is actually stupid. Don't think I don't know what you want to do in the Xiahuang people. I'm afraid you are going to rob. You Xingye people are exactly the same as those hypocritical guys." M.

"You talk about noble morality, but you are only interested in profit."

"Have you ever treated my Xiahuang people as human beings?"

As he spoke, Ye Wudao slowly wiped off the makeup on his face, revealing his true face.

"It's you!!"

Mo Jinglan was so shocked that his scalp exploded and he was dumbfounded.

"Netherworld Immortal!?"