Chapter 54: Different Standings
The old man’s hand holding the ground was strong, and his nails dug hard into the ground. Crystal tears mixed with blood that had not dried up dripped from his face. He stared closely at Wen Renhuai. , I just feel my throat is astringent.
"Ten years ago, my youngest son was lost, and you personally found him and brought him home." He choked with sobs. "Seven years ago, I accidentally fell off a cliff when I went hunting in the mountains. When I was about to die, it was you who took care of me." The sword came to rescue me and gave me the life-saving elixir.”
He wiped away his tears and made a mess on his face, but he bent his waist and lowered his head as he looked up at Wen Renhuai. His forehead touched the blood-stained ground before his voice rang out again.
"You are the benefactor of my family and the most kind-hearted immortal I have ever seen." He said, "But if the price for my child returning home is to die at the hands of evil spirits, the price for my life is to see him with my own eyes. If he was tortured to death, then I would rather he never returned home, and I would rather die under the cliff."
He clenched his fists tightly, smashed the ground several times, and burst into tears: "My parents died young, and my wife passed away after giving birth to a child. I have only had such a relative in my life. They, they took me home, Grab my head—"
He broke down and cried, his whole body shaking violently, "They want, want me, want me to see with my own eyes how my poor child was insulted by them, tortured to death by them - the more I hate them, the more they will The happier he is, my child, the more miserable he will be.”
It was difficult for him to recall the details of that night. He only had a splitting headache and saw his child, who was trying to save him, kneeling at the feet of the demons and still being humiliated and tortured by them. He saw him convulsing with pain, and saw the blood gushing out of his body. Blood, seeing the hands stretched out to him when he was about to die, hearing the evil laughter of the evil spirits, hearing the child's painful screams, and hearing his father who was covered in bruises and still begging the evil spirits to let him go.
He knew that the more he hated the devil, the more excited he would be, and the more painful his child would be. No matter how well he hid it, no matter how hard he tried to smile, they could always detect his hatred. He tried his best to not hate himself, but he simply couldn't. Unable to control the overwhelming hatred.
He hates it so much.
He hates it so much.
He hated these cruel demons, hated himself for being incompetent, and hated the Lord Wenren who had lured him here.
He knelt down in front of Wen Renhuai. The city lord who had been respected by all the people in the past now looked disgusting in his eyes.
He wanted to kill him like those demons.
But he happened to be his benefactor, and he and his poor child's lives were all given by him.
His forehead was firmly pressed against the ground, his fists were clenched, and he couldn't get up.
Behind him, there were also people crying. Some of them were paralyzed on the ground because they were weak, some were covered in blood because they had just killed the demon, and some were pale and stood watching the situation here.
Jiang Yu can guarantee that she must have seen hatred on these people's faces.
The scattered weapons were at their feet, but no one picked them up and pointed them at Wen Renhuai.
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Why?"
People kept asking questions, but Wen Renhuai's expression did not change at all. He stood quietly in the circle surrounded by Yuan Heng and the others, saying nothing and letting the noise of people around him happen.
Until someone walked out from behind the crowd.
Only then did Wen Renhuai's expression change.
The two girls who were supporting each other walked around the crowd and walked towards Jiang Yu and the others.
Wen Renhuai immediately wanted to go over, but Wei Xu dodged and blocked his way again.
"Get out of the way."
Wen Renhuai frowned. Wei Xu sneered and looked behind him. He saw that Jiang Yu had already taken the initiative to go towards the two people. He withdrew his eyes and raised his head in the direction of the old man who was still lying on the ground and the people who were questioning him: "You still Let’s answer their questions first.”
Wenren ignored him, gathered spiritual power in his hands, and threatened: "Get out of the way."
Wei Xu sneered, "tsk" impatiently, and glanced behind him: "That's Madam, right? I think instead of pretending to worry about Madam, why don't you focus on answering the question?"
"Get out of the way!"
Wen Renhuai took action directly, and his spiritual power went directly towards Wei Xu's face.
Wei Xu stood calmly on the spot, unmoving.
Wen Renhuai was weak and his strength was much lower than before. In addition, Wei Xu also had self-defense weapons given by Demon Lord Jiang Wan and others. Therefore, Wen Renhuai thought he could scare off Wei Xu's attack. In fact, it had no effect on him at all.
There was a sarcastic smile on Wei Xu's lips: "The city lord thinks that Madam and the others would rather see Jiang Yu with all kinds of life-saving pills in his pocket, or you, the one who put her in such a predicament?" husband?"
Wen Renhuai was forced to take a few steps back by the magic weapon on his body. Only when he was once again surrounded by Yuan Heng and Sang Yang was he able to stand firm, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth because of his actions.
He swallowed the sweet taste in his mouth, raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and glanced at his wife, Chu Qingyue, but he didn't get half of her attention.
He did not dare to raise his eyes to look at Wei Xu, and looked at the dirty ground with lowered eyebrows: "I didn't want to harm her."
"What about them?"
Yuan Heng said coldly from his side, "Where are these common people who want an explanation?"
Only then did Wen Renhuai's eyes fall on these people. He first looked at the old man kneeling on the ground.
In fact, this man is not old. He passed his thirty-seventh birthday not long ago. It is just that he lost his father and mother when he was young, his wife as an adult, and now he has lost his son. The suffering has turned his hair white, which makes him so haggard and haggard. I thought he was an old man who was over fifty years old.
"It's just a different stance."
He said lightly, looking in the direction of Chu Qingyue again. Jiang Yu seemed to have fed them all pills. Both Chu Qingyue and Qin Yin, who needed help from her to stand still, looked better than before. A lot.
"You stick to the Immortal Sect's principles of how to behave." He continued, "Of course I can also adhere to the ideas of the evil cultivator."
"In this blood formation, the stronger the hatred of the owner of the blood used, the better the effect of the formation will be." Wen Renhuai tilted his head slightly, looked at the people over there who were crying and waiting for his answer, and smiled slightly. He smiled and said, "I have tried my best to be this city lord, but I just want the hatred in their hearts to rise to a higher level after they enter the blood array and find out that the real murderer is me."
Yuan Heng couldn't believe it: ". Ridiculous."
After the crowd was silent for a while, someone asked him with a trembling voice: "Have you never cared about us in all these years?"
Wen Renhuai felt deeply that he was a cruel person. He hid his hands in his sleeves but unconsciously clenched his fists with his nails tightly clasping his palms.
His face was calm, without any hint of guilt or despair after failure: "Yes, I have never wanted to be such a so-called city lord who is loved by the people."
The old man kneeling on the ground moved, his body tilted, and he simply lay curled up on the ground, letting his hair and clothes become stained with more blood. Yuan Heng lowered his head slightly and saw that his expression was confused, as if he didn't know whether to cry or not. laugh.
(End of chapter)