"Boss! No!"
Jing Wuwei was shocked and pale, and when he was about to stand up to stop him, he felt a sweetness in his chest, and another arrow of blood spurted out. He was so weak that he could only watch as the long knife in Jing Wuwei's palm penetrated deeper and deeper, and finally penetrated his body.
Then, the tip of the knife came out from behind again.
Even Jing Wuyi, who had escaped from fear, came back to his senses and witnessed the scene of his brother sacrificing his life for her. He was shocked and saddened, and a trace of deep guilt could not help but appear on his face.
You know, he has always looked down upon this brother who was not very smart, and would make fun of him every time he got the chance.
Jing Wudi always giggled at his cynicism and didn't take it seriously at all.
This kind of tolerance did not make Jing Wuyi restrain himself, but instead made him despise his brother even more.
Because of this, when he was solicited by external forces, he agreed on his own initiative and had no idea of going to Jing Wudi to discuss it.
"Second child, third child, this is my own choice and has nothing to do with the palace master."
Jing Wudi's mouth was bleeding profusely, and there was no trace of blood on his face, but he still turned around and looked at his two younger brothers with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness, "You, you must listen carefully to the words of the Lord of the Palace in the future, Qian, never do this
You have thoughts of revenge, you know?"
"Boss..."
Jing Wuyi felt his heart was twisting like a knife, and tears rolled down his face. The pain and guilt were intertwined, as if they had turned into two sharp knives, piercing his chest hard one after another.
Boss, it’s not worth it for me!
At this moment, he suddenly realized that his elder brother, whom he had always looked down upon, was so warm and generous.
Jing Wudi's figure was so majestic and tall that he even vaguely saw the shadow of his childhood father in his eldest brother.
Compared with him, I was so small and despicable, and simply unworthy of Jing Wudi's protection and care.
"Brother Jing, you are a good brother."
Zhong Wen couldn't help but feel slightly moved, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"There is nothing I can do. My parents died early, and these two relatives are the only ones left in the family. If I don't care for them, who else will?"
Jing Wudi turned around with difficulty, opened his mouth, and said with a smile, "I, Old Jing, are leaving now. I just ask the Lord of the Palace to be kind to you..."
Before he finished speaking, his strong body fell to the ground with a thump, the light in his eyes gradually faded, and there was no more sound between his mouth and nose.
"Boss!!!"
Two shrill and tragic sounds resounded throughout the world and lingered for a long time.
"Senior Sister."
Shen Xiaowan's pretty face showed a trace of unbearability, and she whispered to Nangong Ling beside her, "This man is so pitiful. It was clearly his brother who made the mistake, but it is really unfair that he should bear the punishment."
"Silly girl, where is the fairness in the world?"
Nangong Ling held her catkins with his right hand and patted the back of her hand gently with his left hand. "He will die because of lack of strength. The law of the world is that the weak eat the strong. Weakness is the original sin of everything."
After witnessing Jing Wudi's death, Mo Shengyu recalled every detail of his former colleagues, and could not help but lower his eyebrows and lower his head, feeling sad.
"Brother Jing, you are a man, I admire you!"
Zhong Wen came to Jing Wudi and stared at his gradually cold body. After a long time, he sighed, "Unfortunately, in this vast world, I am still too weak. I am unable to cope with the unknown predicament. I must not let it go."
The hostility continues to exist, so... I'm sorry!"
As he spoke, a blue-grey sword about four feet long suddenly appeared in his palm.
The sharp sword light cut through the sky and disappeared in a flash.
"Chi!" "Chi!"
Following two crisp sounds, the two heads flew high into the sky, drawing two beautiful parabolas in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, rolling very far away.
Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone around them, the two headless bodies of Jing Wuyi and Jing Wuxin slowly fell down, lying upright on the ground and never moved again.
"House, your Lord, you, you..."
Mo Shengyu's pretty face changed and she stuttered, "Did you kill them?"
"Just two traitors."
Zhong Wen turned to look at her and asked calmly, "Does Sister Mo think they shouldn't die?"
"But, but, Jing Wudi..." Mo Shengyu's heart trembled, her thoughts were in a mess, and she lost the ability to organize words for a while.
"Brother Jing would rather sacrifice himself to save the lives of his two younger brothers. It's really touching."
Zhong Wen said calmly, "But this is just his wishful thinking. When did you hear me agree?"
"Subordinate, subordinate..."
The two people's eyes met, and Mo Shengyu's heart skipped a beat. The words of refutation came to her lips, and she swallowed them alive. She just lowered her head and whispered, "I understand."
In that short moment, she actually read a hint of unprecedented indifference and determination in Zhong Wen's eyes.
At this moment, Zhong Wen is completely different from the young man in white who was always smiling.
"Brother Chef, you are too cruel..."
Shen Xiaowan pursed her cherry lips, seeming to sympathize with the Jing brothers. She took a step forward and was about to express her dissatisfaction when she suddenly felt her sleeve being pulled. She turned around and saw Nangong Ling facing her.
He shook his head slightly.
Out of trust in her senior sister, she only hesitated for a moment, then stepped back without saying anything more.
Bai Ling glanced at Fatty intentionally or unintentionally. Both the fox and the pig seemed to read something in each other's eyes, and neither of them spoke rashly.
White Tiger Sasa, on the other hand, had nothing to do with herself. She hung up and had already laid down, yawned lazily, and almost fell asleep on the spot.
"Sister Mo, just find someone to bury them."
Zhong Wen then said, "Everyone else should go back to the main hall and wait for orders. If anyone else wants to sneak out, these people will be punished."
"..." Mo Shengyu was silent for a moment, and finally responded respectfully, "I obey."
The moment she turned around, there was no trace of dissatisfaction or anger on her face, only a hint of regret and a touch of sadness lingered between her eyebrows, lingering for a long time.
On this day, the entire Shijue Palace was filled with gloom and gloom, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy, as if the sky was about to collapse.
…
"Sister Nangong, if we investigate all these people."
After Mo Shengyu took everyone away, Zhong Wen suddenly turned to look at Nangong Ling, "How much time will it take?"
"Their cultivation levels are not high." Nangong Ling said without thinking, "I think half a day will be enough."
"Then I'll bother my sister."
Zhong Wen's eyes gradually softened, "In addition, I still have something to ask for."
"Anyway, you have the intention of becoming the hands-off shopkeeper."
Nangong Ling chuckled and said, "If you have any other requests, just say them all!"
"Wait until these people are arranged."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "I hope that my sister can select and cultivate some talents from the entire psychic sea for me, and train a force that is only loyal to us. The number of people is about four hundred. Of course, with such level of cultivation,
I will be responsible for it personally."
"Death warrior?" Nangong Ling reacted immediately.
"That's right." Zhong Wen nodded, "He is a dead soldier."
"good."
Nangong Ling responded readily, and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
"In two days, I might be able to get the list of spies placed in various domains by the Psychic Sea."
Zhong Wen was not polite to her, and continued, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble my sister with the intelligence work by then."
"I really owe you in my previous life."
Nangong Ling couldn't help laughing and scolding, "It's rare for a palace master to be so lazy. What else do you want? Just let it go!"
"I won't remember the rest for a while."
Zhong Wen shrank his neck and said with a smile, "That's all for now!"
"Get out, get out!"
Nangong Ling waved her slender hand and said unceremoniously, "I'm going to start working, don't stay here and be an eyesore!"
“Thank you so much!”
Zhong Wen threw Qiu Yueye to the ground, then walked away laughing.
The moment he turned around, at an angle where no one could see him, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, and a trace of deep sadness flashed in his eyes, almost turning into reality.
"Senior Sister."
Shen Xiaowan suddenly said, "Is Brother Chef in a bad mood?"
"Xiaowan has grown up."
Nangong Ling patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "My ability to observe words and emotions has become much better."
"If he really couldn't bear it." Shen Xiaowan pouted and asked in confusion, "Why did he have to kill those two people?"
"The eldest brother of those two people can be said to have been forced to death by Zhong Wen. Even if they are willing to compromise and continue to serve Shijue Palace, there must be hatred in their hearts."
Nangong Ling explained patiently, "Who knows if one day in the future they will seize the opportunity to rebel and avenge their brother?"
"They are just two saints." Shen Xiaowan said disapprovingly, "There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Zhong Wen is naturally not afraid. Even you and I can easily suppress them."
Nangong Ling shook his head slightly and said, "But what if they vent their hatred on other people, such as... Dabao, besides, there are many ways to deal with a person, not just killing, but kindness to the enemy." , it’s just cruel to himself, for the people he really cares about, he doesn’t dare to gamble, and he can’t afford to lose.”
Shen Xiaowan's expression changed slightly and she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"Brother Chef has changed."
She didn't know how long it had passed, but she suddenly opened her lips lightly and said with emotion, "He would not have chosen this way in the past."
"Yes, he has changed."
The smile on Nangong Ling's face gradually faded, her head turned slightly, and she murmured in a low voice, "But wasn't it me who made him become like this?"
This chapter has been completed!