Chapter 159 The last artifact holder!
Knife.
Dance lightly.
Sheng flutes sounded on the floating island, the wind was gentle and the moon hung in the sky.
In the gorgeous music, the knife falls on the man's neck.
"Wait a moment!"
The man couldn't move at all, but he didn't panic at all. He just said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Patricide and assassination of the family head are against the rules and will greatly hinder your reputation."
"My child, just wait a little longer - after I pass on the title of head of the family to you, I will commit suicide!"
"This is my truest 'love', coming from a father's last request for his children."
Song Qingyun originally had a calm expression and a calm gaze, but after hearing these words, he suddenly burst into uncontrollable sharp laughter.
"Hahahaha, what you said is so ridiculous."
She held up the knife with a calm expression, her eyes lost focus and fell into memories of the past.
For a while.
Her tone turned cold:
"Are you worthy of talking about 'love'?"
"Not only you, but the entire human race is not suitable to be the carrier of 'love'."
"——The human heart is too fickle, and human emotions come and go without timing. They are the most contemptible and nothing things in the world."
She took a step forward and stood in front of the man.
Long knife.
——Slowly raise it again.
"Why are you crying, father, you are the head of the Song family, commanding the thirty-sixth family, a real big shot, are your tears regret?"
"That's great," the man said.
The knife stopped.
"What do you mean?" Song Qingyun asked.
"You are great. The Song family... really should leave it to you."
The man murmured in a low voice, raised his head suddenly, and his speech suddenly became fast and decisive——
"Qing Yun, you are the real head of the family. You are ruthless and decisive in killing. You are not bound by family ties."
"——Unlike a fool like me who hesitates at last minute."
His voice became louder and louder, more and more excited:
"Forget it, you are right, just kill me so that you are the only one left in the Song family. This will make the artifact wake up again, and it must help you with all its strength."
“This is something I dreamed of and couldn’t do.”
"——The Song family will rise again and restore the glory of the sixth largest family!"
Song Qingyun listened quietly, and the expression on his face suddenly softened.
"Father."
"The Song family and the thirty-six families that depend on it are just my slaves. After they are used up, they will all be dedicated to the evil god."
"I have promised them."
The man seemed to have been hit hard by something, the enthusiasm on his face disappeared, and he shouted:
"how so!"
Song Qingyun had no expression on his face and said calmly:
"That year, you were afraid of being criticized, so you didn't dare to take action yourself, hinting that my mother was secretly planning, so that I had time to awaken my talent, and then it shocked the world, and you had to stop thinking about it."
"Later, when I reviewed it, I kept thinking about it."
“When thinking about problems as the head of a family, you will be too burdened, entangled in all kinds of boring things, and timid;”
"You can't even make up your mind about a big thing like obtaining an artifact, and you end up giving up halfway."
"This has changed your image in my mind."
"Father, I think you are a-"
She paused, then said the two words with a cheerful expression:
"Trash."
At this point, she seemed a little uninterested.
"It doesn't really matter whether the trash dies or not."
"But if I want to further gain the trust of the gods and use their power to become stronger, I have to kill the waste first."
The murderous intent on the knife became even more intense.
The man's expression changed and he shouted:
"Patricide is a heinous crime. If you do it, the world will never recognize your authority!"
"People in the world? They are all going to die."
Song Qingyun calmly said: "I have an agreement with the gods. I will kill you first, then unite with the thirty-six families, and randomly select 100,000 people from their territory to sacrifice to them. Then I can get their full support and transform it into a stronger one." The demigod will bid farewell to the mortal body."
"It's very simple. If thirty-six companies take action together, a large natural disaster can be covered up."
"You're crazy! Damn it! You don't deserve to be the master of the Song family!" the man shouted angrily.
He wanted to struggle, but he was stared at by the nine vertical pupils on the blade, unable to move at all.
Song Qingyun smiled slightly.
"It's too late."
The knife was raised again, up to the top of his head.
The man made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, his face was as red as blood, and his whole body was shaking.
But he couldn't break the magic of the nine evil gods.
This moment.
In the face of the end of death, an extremely distant scene slowly awakened from the depths of his memory.
It was the summer of a certain year.
He accompanied Song Qingyun to test the knife, but suddenly he felt in a trance and almost passed out.
But on the edge of coma, a warm force pulled him back and restored his consciousness.
then……
Song Qingyun's sister stood not far away, looking at him with worry.
"Get out, this is your sister's training ground!"
I yelled loudly at that time.
But neither of the sisters looked at themselves.
They looked at each other.
"Mind your own business." Song Qingyun said.
"As long as I'm still alive." Song Yinchen said.
I didn't understand it at the time.
Very funny.
At the last moment of this long life, I suddenly understood something.
"Yinchen..."
The man recited something bitter.
Song Qingyun was startled and suddenly laughed.
"When does trash also have a bright mind?"
"Yes, my sister has the talent of activating memories and can break my power."
"It's a good thing you don't believe her."
"Father, you are so snobbish. You have me completely in your hands, but she has been abandoned by you."
"-You can't see real emotion at all."
The man's whole body was shaking even more violently.
Blood flowed from his eyes, and he gritted his teeth deeply, his face full of despair. The long sword did not cut down.
She admired the man's expression, slowly took the knife back, and said softly: "Thank you for doing this to her, so that I can do all this."
The long knife was sent forward gently and pierced the man's chest.
Blood.
splash.
"If you don't behead, it will take about tens of seconds for you to die completely."
"This last moment is for you to reflect on your life - just let the endless regret and pain swallow you up."
"Father."
"This is my last filial piety to you as your daughter."
Song Qingyun slowly put away the knife.
Behind her, the nine-headed giant snakes stared at her and recited an obscure spell.
Song Qingyun stood with his eyes closed, his clothes covered with windless movement.
boom--
The invisible force turned into a strong wind and blew around.
"Such a powerful force... I should have killed you earlier, father."
Song Qingyun looked more and more energetic.
The evil gods have given themselves power according to the agreement.
Song family...
He was the only one left.
He will soon become the last holder of the world-shaking artifact!
She turned around and walked through the corridor towards the main hall.
Behind her——
The body in the small pavilion suddenly burst into flames, crackling and burning.
Despite this, the corpse was still unwilling to give up, and was still struggling, making a mournful sound of "woo woo" from its mouth.
This sound made Song Qingyun even more happy.
She passed through several doors, stretched out her hand to push aside the heavy curtains, and came under the brilliant lights.
Thirty-six families gathered together.
Everyone looked at her.
Doubt, fear, scrutiny, admiration, surrender, there are all kinds of expressions.
Song Qingyun raised his hand slightly and pressed it on the handle of the knife.
The long sword does not move.
Nine-headed giant snakes with one eye and vertical pupils emerged from the void, releasing towering waves that all landed on Song Qingyun.
With this blessing, she just said:
"Three days ago, the Song family held a grand inheritance ceremony for the family head. Song Qingyun became the head of the family. As for her father, because of his previous actions, he felt that he could no longer lead the family forward. He went to the old house to recuperate behind closed doors and left the Song family. The center of power.”
"By the way...Song Yinchen has also died of illness."
After she finished speaking, she sat down on the main seat of the Song family head.
Everyone's expressions became confused.
Their memories have been tampered with, and the contents are slowly being digested.
Song Qingyun was fiddling with the wine glasses on the table, looking through the crowd and looking at the blank faces.
Order thirty-six families.
It's actually not interesting.
I have been able to do this for a long time.
Today I just stepped out into the open and announced my new identity to the world.
As the head of the Song family, I have the right to do one thing——
"Everyone."
She said loudly: "I am about to be recognized as a world-shaking artifact. I ask you to unite, unite around me, break away from the jurisdiction of the world government, and establish a new independent country!"
Everyone became excited.
This has been done for a long time.
However, none of the three generations of the Song family has been recognized as a world-shaking artifact.
“Are you really getting recognition?”
one of the family heads asked.
Song Qingyun said: "Yes, the vision of the world-defining artifact will appear soon. It will protect me and will not let any king-level masters stop us."
"Our country is called Song."
"I will establish nine gods as the gods of the national religion, and everyone will praise and obey them."
"No one can interfere with our affairs!"
The words fell.
A dull breathing sound came from the depths of Zhongzhou City.
The sound was so majestic and magnificent that everyone on the floating island could hear it clearly.
"It's a world-shaking artifact!"
Everyone cheered.
Song Qingyun also showed a slight smile.
If you have that divine weapon in your hand, even if all the masters in this world are deployed, they won't dare to touch you at all.
It's a pity that it doesn't recognize me.
This is fate.
But I have changed my destiny.
"Come on, the ancestral weapon of our Song family... except me, no one is worthy of you."
Song Qingyun's voice spread far away.
suddenly.
A long male voice sounded outside:
"The Human Martial Arts Group, the Hunting Equipment Research Institute, the Everlasting Science and Technology Federation, and the five major families are here to visit!"
Song Qingyun sensed the movement underground, the smile on his lips gradually widened, and he said loudly: "Please wait a moment, and I will come to greet you after I communicate with the world-suppressing artifact."
There was a burst of discussion outside.
But after all, I didn’t dare to move anymore.
The situation is maintained for the time being.
Song Qingyun stretched out his hand and made a move towards the void.
"Come!"
In the hall, there is a gentle breeze.
After everyone waited for several breaths, they found that nothing came.
Song Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.
She sat on the high seat, poured herself a glass of wine, and took a sip.
"It seems it will take some time. It will only recognize me after it confirms the situation."
Following her words, she pulled out the long knife, and the nine vertical pupils on the knife opened their eyes again.
Then everyone in the hall fell silent.
People are like puppets, without movement, voice or expression.
Dead silence.
(End of chapter)