Chapter 57 The So-Called Ending
“The knife was right under your nose——” Wei Xu pulled the bandage on his hand angrily, “Don’t you know how to hide or fight back?”
Jiang Yu frowned, but he didn't dare to be too fierce: "Then you can't take the sword with bare hands?"
Wei Xu snorted and said viciously: "This is how I have to impress you so that you will remember it next time!"
He couldn't tell Jiang Yu the anxiety he felt just now. He didn't believe that the dagger in Wen Renhuai's hand was just an ordinary dagger. After all, the other party had been the Lord of Lingdu City for nearly twenty years. If there were some magic weapons that they didn't know about, Treasures are not impossible.
Under such circumstances, he was not allowed to think carefully, so his body reached out and grasped the dagger that had caused the greatest change.
Jiang Yu just opened his mouth, but Wei Xu glared angrily and shut his mouth again.
She knew very well that arguing with Wei Xu at this moment would not bring any good results. At this time, instead of arguing with him, it was better to study what Wen Renhuai wanted to do.
It turned out that the dagger in Wen Renhuai's hand was really just an ordinary dagger. He was kicked away by Yuan Heng. He lay on his back and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared at the door.
His mouth was full of blood, and bright red blood slowly dripped from the corners of his mouth onto his already dirty clothes.
He was in no mood to wipe his face clean anymore, and the dagger he subconsciously pulled out from Wei Xu's hand was lying at his feet.
It was an ordinary dagger, the most ordinary dagger made of the most ordinary iron. And he, who was not an ordinary user compared to ordinary people, was just an ordinary person compared to Jiang Yu at this moment. .
He raised his head and tried his best to turn over, letting himself lie flat on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently: "Immortal Qingyun and Sect Master Song are here, the humble house is really full of glory."
Immortal Lord Qingjun frowned and glanced around at the destroyed and somewhat overly familiar formation in the venue, and then his eyes fell on his daughter standing in front of the team.
He and Song Lian followed. Except for the collapsed door, there was no third person behind them.
Song Hui and Song Lian were undoubtedly two anchors to Yuan Heng and the others, allowing them to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Yuan Heng and others sheathed their swords and raised their hands together: "Immortal Lord, Master/Sect Master."
Wei Xu also symbolically arched his hands towards them, gesturing for them to look at Jiang Yu who was still staring at Wen Renhuai thoughtfully in front of him.
He couldn't control it anymore. He hoped that Song Hui, the father, would see what happened just now and teach her a lesson when he goes back. The world is big and life is the most important thing.
Jiang Yu also turned around at this time, put away the sword in his hand, followed Yuan Heng's example and raised his hands to the two people who had just arrived: "Dad, sect leader."
Song Hui took a few steps over. Although he didn't say anything, he grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist and looked her up and down.
Wen Renhuai, who was lying on the ground waiting for death, suddenly laughed out loud when he saw this scene.
His throat was blocked by the gushing blood, which made him cough continuously and blood droplets flew everywhere.
He raised his eyes and looked at Song Hui's chin: "As expected."
He smiled, grinning and squinting his eyes: "Qingjun Immortal Lord, under the rules of heaven, some existences are not reasonable, such as an evil demon who attempts to replace heaven-" He paused intentionally, not only to attract the other party's attention He exerted his strength and breathed a sigh of relief to himself who was really in unbearable pain.
What was rare was that after Song Hui and Song Lian fell silent, they did not take action to stop him. "Another example is the second savior in the same era." He continued, and then turned to look at Jiang Yu, "When you are in trouble, there will be someone to save you, and wherever you show up, there will be injustices against you. Dang Ping, your love for the world and the common people will surely be the heart of tens of thousands of people."
Jiang Yu lowered his head and looked at him with a complicated and incomprehensible expression.
Wen Renhuai laughed loudly: "But now is the era of the Lord and Jiang Wan. How can there be two saviors in one era? He is eager to support you, but what can he do in twenty years?"
He tilted his head slightly, a look of compassion appeared on his face again, and he looked at Song Hui again: "You know better than me whether this blood sacrifice is a failure or a success, right?"
Some warm tears slowly flowed out of his eyes, but the curve of the corners of his mouth refused to drop. He lay on the ground, tried his best to look around the crowd in the venue who had fallen silent due to his words, and asked lightly: "Twenty years There is nothing that can be done, the immature savior is still a fifth-level girl, but - what if it has three hundred years of spiritual power? "
"He touched the things of future generations, which means that after Jingmo's death, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for the cultivation of living beings in the three realms will disappear for three hundred years. Do you think that Heaven will watch helplessly as his world is without spiritual energy for three hundred years? ?" He stared at Song Hui, "How will he fill these three hundred years of spiritual power at that time?"
Song Hui's expression suddenly changed.
Wen Renhuai smiled with satisfaction and said to Jiang Yu: "Nothing is free in the world, and gifts from heaven are not without asking for anything in return. You were born with smooth sailing, and you will become famous when you go down the mountain. Your spiritual power seems to never be exhausted. Half of the treasures of the Three Realms are in your hands. There are few people in the entire human world who can match your sharpness, but do you think this is His compensation for the ending that has been decided for you? "
Jiang Yu seemed to have some reaction and tilted his head slightly.
Wen Renhuai decided to add fuel to the fire and add some obstacles to the way of heaven before he died: "He forced you down to save the world. He allowed you to live in order to let you die. Miss Jiang, are you really willing? ?”
Wen Renhuai took a breath and closed his eyes: "Qingyun Immortal Lord, Lord Lingyun -" He smiled, "You and the Demon Lord, the Demon King wanted to seal Jingmo regardless of their lives for the sake of the common people. Now, too, Can you watch your daughter die for the sake of the common people? "
The entire venue suddenly became quiet, and Wen Renhuai's heavy breathing was particularly clear. Yuan Heng and Wei Xu looked through the gap between Song Hui and Song Lian and gently placed their eyes on Jiang Yu. They couldn't tell what was going on in their hearts. What does it feel like.
Jiang Yu suddenly smiled: "Are you sowing discord? For your master's great cause?"
Wen Renhuai was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses and smiled softly: "I just pity you."
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Pity me for holding half of the treasures of the three realms? Pity me for being a princess of the demon clan, princess of the demon clan, daughter of an immortal? Or pity me for my inexhaustible spiritual power?"
"So what?" Wen Renhuai said, "You are destined to die."
Jiang Yu asked back: "Are you the Dao of Heaven?"
Wen Renhuai: "How is it possible -"
"Since you are not Heavenly Dao," Jiang Yu said, "How do you know that I am destined to die? If I am really such a savior, then how do you know that I have only one way to die? If Jingmo dies in the future, I will be the only one who needs it. Can this inexhaustible spiritual power make up for the shortcomings in future generations?"
Wen Renhuai snorted coldly: ".Naive."
Jiang Yu smiled: "Look, you only know the general idea, but you say it as if my ending is determined by you. This is not sowing discord, what is it? If I really believe your words and become an enemy of heaven, Isn’t it a dead end?”
(End of chapter)