Chapter 538: Let go? Why?
"Cough, cough cough..."
Fu Qingzhou half-knelt on the ground, covering his lower abdomen, coughing up blood.
A deep sword mark cut open his clothes, cut open his flesh and blood, and even the squirming internal organs could be faintly seen from the huge wound.
If his true energy had not been contained in the muscles and bones of his body, this sword would have shattered his Dantian and brought his cultivation to zero!
The wave-cutting knife fell in his hand, and the knife's surface reflected the dim light of the hall.
It seems to have lost some of its luster. The surface of the blade is covered with fine cracks, and it seems that it can be shattered with just a little force.
"Cough..."
Fu Qingzhou covered the wound tightly, raised his head, and looked at Jiang Baichuan ahead.
Jiang Baichuan was also half-kneeling. His black robe collapsed into rags and hung scattered on his body, revealing the white clothes he usually wore under the black robe.
He was also coughing up blood, but there was a relieved smile on his face.
"Young Master Fu..."
He said slowly: "Fortunately, no big mistake was made."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes were still complicated.
He was not very clear about what happened at that moment.
Your Majesty blasted a terrifying sword intent at him, and he also released the last sword intent left by Jiang Baichuan on the Cutting Wave Blade.
The two collided, and the huge force immediately knocked him several feet away, and even tore his lower abdomen - of course, that was far from the strength that a strong man in the Five Realms of Dongtian should have.
When he raised his head again, what he saw was Jiang Baichuan who was also coughing up blood.
"Leader Jiang..." Fu Qingzhou said softly: "You..."
"The mark I left on your sword awakened myself, so I took the mark Sword.”
Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly: "I still remember what happened just now."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes were filled with joy.
"You..." he asked: "Do you know what you did when you were your Majesty?"
Jiang Baichuan's eyes became a little complicated: "I know, I actually I have always known it, but I was unwilling to face them. I even deceived myself and used imaginary experiences and memories to blind myself..."
Fu Qingzhou pursed his lips tightly.
Is it over?
He wasn't sure.
Just this sword? A mark can wake up Jiang Baichuan? Is it that simple?
At this moment, a heavy rumble came from behind, which was the sound of the hall door being pushed open.
A ray of faint light came in, and the voice of the black man came in slowly.
"Your Majesty, it seems that your choice... is to become Jiang Baichuan."
His voice was neither happy nor sad, very plain: "So, do you know what you want to do next? "
Jiang Baichuan raised his head and looked at the black man.
"A Cheng." He whispered: "I..."
Heiliren interrupted him and said lightly: "If you choose to become Jiang Baichuan, then what about You need to erase everything in Xiaoyu Pavilion.”
He no longer uses "you", but "伱" to address him, which seems to mean some kind of change in mentality.
“The first person you want to kill is me.”
“You must destroy this huge Drizzle Pavilion with your own hands. Those killers, those who have collected it over the years, All secret books must be destroyed."
"You must also cut off the relationship with the lord... If you don't want to deceive yourself, then you should naturally know who he is, and your martial arts alliance will also benefit a lot. , you also have to give up some things."
Heiliren asked slowly: "Jiang Baichuan, can you do it?"
When he started to speak, Fu Qingzhou wanted to interrupt him.
He could see that the Black Li people were stimulating Jiang Baichuan, and they had a strong tendency - but he couldn't speak at all. From the moment the Black Li people appeared, a cold aura filled him inexplicably. It stuck in Fu Qingzhou's throat, leaving him unable to utter even a single word.
It wasn’t until Heiliren finished asking the last word that the cold atmosphere dissipated.
Fu Qingzhou opened his mouth and said angrily: "Why are you asking this! Don't you just want him to choose an identity? He has already chosen it!"
"Really?"
The black man looked at Jiang Baichuan, who had a complicated look on his face: "Have you chosen?"
"I..." Jiang Baichuan's relieved and calm face showed confusion and pain again.
"Oh." Heiliren said softly: "You will become what you are now because you can't let go."
"You can't let go of your dreams. , I can’t let go of my achievements, let alone the reputation gained through years of hard work.”
"You want everything and give up nothing, so how can you make a choice?"
Speaking of this, he changed his previous indifference and sighed deeply: "Brother Jiang, you and I have been brothers for decades. There is no one who knows you better than me, and there is no one who admires and respects you more than me."
"You are destined to stand at the top of the world and become the strongest person in the world."
"But... you must be pure."
The Black Li man crossed Fu Qingzhou, came to Jiang Baichuan, leaned down, held Jiang Baichuan's arms, and helped him up.
"Brother Jiang."
He said seriously: "Whether you become the leader of Jiang Alliance or become the Supreme Leader, you must be pure - this is what you taught me back then."
" Just now, you made a choice not to kill Fu Qingzhou."
"That's good, but it's not enough."
As he said that, he looked at Jiang Baichuan, who looked very complicated. He reached out and took off his hat.
From the back, Fu Qingzhou could only see the black man's long hair falling down, but could not see his face clearly.
Jiang Baichuan looked directly at the face that looked similar to Hua Wuying, his pupils trembling.
"Kill me now."
Heiliren showed a smile: "Start from me, destroy this Drizzle Pavilion, erase the dark side of your life, and become a Jiang Leader."
"A Cheng, I can't..." Jiang Baichuan's voice was trembling: "I don't want the identity of Xiaoyu Pavilion, but that doesn't mean I need to kill you!"
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"You must do this."
The Kuroli man interrupted him categorically: "You must put it down, you must cut!"
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Jiang Baichuan gritted his teeth, his eyes trembled for a while, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I...my lord, why do you want to cut me!"
There was a loud bang, and something happened on his body. A flood of violent sword energy burst out, forcefully knocking the black man away several feet, and even knocked Fu Qingzhou to the ground.
"Leader Jiang?!"
Fu Qingzhou clutched his lower abdomen and turned pale in pain, but he didn't care about it at all, and said hoarsely: "Don't go astray again!"
Black Li The man barely stood still and raised his head, but the expression on his face looked extremely strange.
"Wrong way?" Jiang Baichuan sneered: "My deeds never need explanation, so how can I talk about going astray?"
His appearance looked extremely weird, half of his face was Struggle, compassion, and pain, but the other half of his face was filled with arrogance and domineering.
"Let go?"
"Must you choose one of the identities of Jiang Baichuan and His Majesty?"
His tone was distorted and his voice changed, full of madness: "Why? ? I can be Jiang Baichuan, or you can be your Lord!”
“I want the Wulin Alliance, and I want the Xiaoyu Pavilion too!”
“I built them all by myself. Why should I give up!”
"Who said that swordsmanship must be pure? Who said that I must be right back then?!"
Jiang Baichuan opened his arms, the aura around him surged, the sound was like thunder, and the expressions on the left and right sides of his face Twisted and tangled.
Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have understood something?
Fu Qingzhou was shocked. He turned his head and looked at the black man who was just behind him.
Seeing the face that was very similar to Hua Wuying, he was not even surprised anymore. He just gritted his teeth and asked: "What should I do?!"
"If he... can merge the two identities... he can even use this to break through..."
But the black man said word by word and in a strange tone: "That can be regarded as... a thing A good thing?"
"Are you crazy!"
Fu Qingzhou yelled angrily.
He endured the severe pain in his abdomen and climbed up. He drew out the long knife with his right hand and rushed towards Jiang Baichuan regardless of the situation.
I can't control that much anymore. If Jiang Baichuan is allowed to continue like this, the consequences will be disastrous!
Whether you can cut him or not, you must at least interrupt his current weird state!
In just an instant, Fu Qingzhou stepped in front of Jiang Baichuan.
The Cloud-Splitting Sword in his hand was obtained and forged from the Martial Arts Alliance. At this time, it was pointing impartially at the door facing Jiang Baichuan!
(End of this chapter)