Chapter 49 Killing is the solution
"Supernatural power?" "Inner breath is like a river?!" "Kill him, he is only one person!" "Impossible, he is already strong enough without inner breath. Now that his inner breath is like a river, we will lose!"
The leader was killed in an instant, and the remaining four demon disciples were immediately confused. Some of them wanted to escape backwards, some roared and rushed towards Anjing, and some collapsed and squatted on the ground shivering.
"An Jing! That's all for the others. I haven't treated you badly!"
The only person who could still speak looked at An Jing and used his sword in silence to cut the demon disciple who jumped at him into two pieces. He broke down and shouted: "Am I not good to you?!"
Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him, and because he didn't take the initiative to attack him, An Jing stopped holding the sword in his hand.
"Yes, it is indeed very good."
Nodding slightly, he whispered back: "I still remember you gave me an orange candy. That is my favorite flavor."
An Jing's memory was indeed very good. In addition to orange candies, he also remembered that the rider in front of him had secretly stuffed dried meat into his overtrained self, and also handed candies to other children.
But An Jing also heard his voice that rainy night, and knew that he was also the person who guarded Dongshan Farm and supervised the children who were slaughtered and made into big medicine.
So, how did he do it?
Getting along with them cordially during the day, and then going to slaughter the children who may have been grateful and admiring him during the day at night?
Because of the boiling curiosity in his heart, even though he knew it was not the right time, An Jing still stopped holding the sword in his hand and asked his doubts in a low voice.
And the rider expressed his true thoughts: "I thought you were already dead when the cult bought you. Everything I did was to comfort you before you died."
"But you should die when you die. You should have died from storms, droughts, heavy snows, earthquakes, or other people. What difference does it make if you are killed by me? This is your life! And if we eat you, it is equivalent to You are with us, and we live on your behalf, so what’s wrong with that!”
"Believe me, An Jing! I'll do it quickly, they won't hurt! It'll be much faster than starving to death and freezing to death!"
"Not to mention, An Jing, aren't you still alive? Your life should not have been cut off, you would not have died! You are different from those children who died. You are different. You have a destiny. You and those children Mortals who fail are different..."
The rider's words were taken for granted and he was extremely candid.
He really felt that way, and his comfort and concern were also sincere. While he knew the truth about the blood elixir and the sacrifice, he felt pity and sympathy for these children of disaster from the bottom of his heart, so he wanted to save the children before they died. Be nice to the kids.
How humane.
This is what An Jing hates the most and wants to vomit the most - the demon followers of the demon sect are still human beings, they can still be human beings!
If it is pure evil, then why should it look like a human being?
——What kind of evil world can actually turn people into such evil ghosts? !
"You are a good person...haha, a good person in the Demon Cult!"
An Jing lowered his head with indescribably complex emotions tumbling in his heart, but no tears fell.
And when he raised his head again, the young man's eyes were burning with fierce flames, and white water vapor evaporated from the sides of his pupils, escaping from the corners of his eyes: "If you were born in a peaceful world, maybe you really would be such a good person. "
He gritted his teeth and let the taste of blood fill his mouth: "So treat me as a natural disaster! Because I will definitely kill you, kill you all completely!"
"Killing is the solution! Your sins, your sins, will all be borne by me! But I... won't let you continue to make mistakes!"
The next moment, Anjing joined forces with his waist and shoulders, and swung the evil sword in his hand violently. All the energy in his body merged into one, turning into a piercing bloody light, slashing at the demon disciple who also roared and drew the sword.
The sword light magnified in his eyes, magnified...
Then, there was total darkness.
The bloody light flashed, killing all the demon disciples, and An Jing raised his head.
He saw that the red-armored guard who was chasing the Demon Cult team had stabbed the demon disciple with a clean spear and nailed the fleeing Demon disciple to the ground.
"Who is it?"
The other party also raised his head, and his eyes hidden behind the helmet looked at An Jing, who was helping them intercept the devil, with doubts. Then his face changed slightly: "Young man?" "Qi soldiers?!"
The three red-armored guards were not bad in professionalism and strength. They immediately noticed the unusualness of the bloody sword in An Jing's hand, as well as An Jing's strength: "The inner breath is like a river... At this age His inner breath is like a river? What kind of evildoer!"
"Be careful, this guy is a big deal, call for reinforcements!"
"Wait, Captain..."
A red-armored guard seemed to have thought of something and said in a low voice: "Aren't the sacrifices in the Tianyi Demon Cult's ritual sacrifices all young and girls? Could it be that the Demon Cult's ritual sacrifice failed and was backlashed..."
"The target of our rescue, Commander Gu's granddaughter, should be in the ritual ceremony team..."
"This strength, according to intelligence..."
Even ordinary inner breath warriors cannot hear it from such a distance, but after Anjing practiced Qingjing Sword Observation, his five senses became more and more acute, so he could hear the other party's whisper: "Red Armor Guard? The goal is to rescue Commander Gu. The envoy’s granddaughter?”
"Commander... Observer? Or Jiedushi? My history is not very good... By the way, who is the commander of Hanhaidao in Northern Xinjiang?"
"That young man over there."
After a warning exchange, the leader of the Red Armor Guard turned his head and said in a rather gentle tone: "Is your name Anjing?"
"Um?"
An Jing, who was waiting in silence now and was always ready to take action, got up without knowing why: "How do you know my name?"
But he soon came to his senses: "So, there really is an undercover agent in the Demon Cult, and even my name was leaked."
"Yes." He responded, but did not put down the evil sword in his hand.
"We are Dachen Chijia Guards, here to rescue you."
The leader took off his helmet, with a simple Chinese character face. He motioned to his team to put away their weapons as a gesture of goodwill: "Since you are An Jing, do you know about the situation of a girl named 'Gu Yeqi'?"
"Where is she now?"
——Is it really Ye Qi?
Now An Jing was stunned. He heard that the commander's surname was Gu and he made a guess, but he didn't expect that it was actually Gu Yeqi.
Isn't the other party the daughter of the medicine village? Her father was also an ordinary person in exile in northern Xinjiang. He didn't look like the daughter of a high-ranking official... Could it be that he was an illegitimate son and granddaughter?
But it shouldn’t be...
"Gu Yeqi?"
Just when An Jing fell into a brief thought, a somewhat confused voice came from behind An Jing: "What a familiar name..."
An Jing looked sideways slightly, only to find several young girls who had just escaped from the dungeon, holding in their hands the weapons of the demon sect instructors and demon disciples killed by An Jing. They mustered up the courage to open the village door, hoping to talk to An Jing. Fight together.
This was obviously a bit late - of course, it could also be that An Jing killed him too quickly. In short, when they discovered that there were no enemies of the Demon Cult except the Red Armor Guards, they were a little confused.
It was under this circumstance that they heard Gu Yeqi's name from Chijiawei's mouth.
The leader, the girl named Yi Qing who was the first to be rescued by An Jing, recalled it and suddenly said: "Yes! Isn't that Senior Brother An's follower?"
"attendant?"
An Jing could directly feel that the eyes of the red-armored guards looking at him became hot instantly.
(End of chapter)