The attack not only came suddenly, but also came and left without a trace!
It has no shape, not even light, only an extremely obscure fluctuation, as if the space is dented a little, and then quickly returns to its original state.
Tang Zhao was stunned for a moment, followed by a severe pain in his head!
It wasn't a headache, it wasn't physical pain, it was pain from a deeper level.
The spirit... no, it goes deeper, even close to the soul!
The pain coming from the depths of the soul is not sharp, but a grinding, dull pain, like a millstone grinding flesh and blood, or like broken bones and flesh rolling around joints.
Although Tang Zhao could endure it, he couldn't help holding his head and moaning in pain.
Xingji was stunned for a moment, staring at the white fish with a human head, and said word by word: "Sword species - you are making sword slaves?!"
The human-headed fish laughed strangely, and the sound of "haha, haha" sounded rhythmically, without any hint of laughter, and it didn't even sound like a human being.
Xing Ji calmed down and shouted: "Xue Yeyu - come out!"
Sister Xue poked her head out of the hut and said, "What? Have you expelled Wang Liang?"
Xingji said calmly: "No, look at Tang Zhao."
Xue Yeyu was startled when he saw Tang Zhao sitting on the ground with his head in his arms. He panicked and rushed over to check.
Xing Ji stared at the human-headed fish while waiting for news from Xue Yeyu.
At this time, he still had a trace of luck in his heart.
After a moment, he heard an exclamation all over. Xue Yeyu raised his head, sad and angry, and shouted: "He...he has been invaded by the sword species! What's going on with your Jiandi Division! My uncle is like this, and this child is like this!"
That’s right!”
Xing Ji's heart sank, he closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again, his eyes were dark, and he said: "Is there any hope?"
Xue Yeyu said angrily: "The sword is planted in the body, isn't it the sword slave? When have you seen the sword slave rescued? The sword is planted in the soul and can never be taken out. It can only be taken out after the soul has dissipated!
I just said, what's the use of asking you to inspect the district department? It can't protect the meritorious veterans, nor can it protect the civilian youth..." At the end of the sentence, his voice couldn't help but sob, and two lines of tears fell down his face.
Xing Ji turned his back to her and couldn't see her tears, but said: "Don't cry, take the child back. Again, if you hear any sound, don't go out."
Xue Yeyu glanced in that direction bitterly, pinched the back of Tang Zhao's neck to make him fall asleep, interrupted his pain, and hurried back to the hut with Tang Zhao in his arms.
Xing Ji pointed his sword upwards and said, "You are from Zongliang Mountain. You are young and have white hair. You must be a lucky sword slave. Why do you want to cause the same tragedy?"
The human-headed white fish kept laughing strangely, and suddenly it seemed as if a switch was pressed. It looked ferocious and screamed: "Sword slave! Lucky? Lucky? I'm not lucky! No luck!"
Xing Ji was startled, and seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, and said softly: "Yes, how can a sword slave be lucky? There are only two kinds: long-term hard labor and eternal damnation. In this case, why do you still want to create misfortune? Even
You’re already dead and you still do this kind of thing!”
He sternly said: "You are already dead! I forced you into despair, and the sword elephant devoured most of your soul, leaving only a little obsession. But you used your obsession to create such a monster.
, you actually pulled out part of your body, made a clone, and escaped here. I thought you had some unfulfilled wish, but... your obsession is actually to harm Tang Zhao? That's it? It's worth thinking about after you die.
Just to create the sword slave you hate so much?!"
Xing Ji really found it unbelievable. They had also investigated this swordsman and had entered Heyang County and killed many human traffickers. Combined with the evidence that he was from the Gangliang Mountains and deeply hated the wealthy family, they concluded that he was probably a sword slave.
Gangliang Mountain is a paradise for sword slave owners and a prison for sword slaves. Most of the sword slaves in the world are gathered here. Most of them are sold by various powerful forces. The sword slaves are consumed very quickly. Most of them will be tortured and die.
Death. But there are a few lucky people who happen to be particularly suited to the sword type in their bodies, and finally survive and become swordsmen naturally.
Xing Ji said that he was a lucky sword slave. Although he was cruel, it was true.
At first, the inspector thought that the white-haired man was here for the Devil's Cave, but later he found out that he was not. He was here for Ping Jiangqiu, and even looking for Tang Zhao was just a way to find Tang Zhao. A thousand taels of silver is nothing to a swordsman, so he must look for it sincerely.
Tang Zhao, it’s definitely not this price.
Originally, the two sides did not have to fight to the death, but since the war started, the fight gradually became red, and it was up to you and me to live and die. What's more, letting the white-haired man let go is a heinous crime, and it is impossible for the extreme punishment to be spared.
At that time, the white-haired man had been beaten to death after many rounds of fighting. He was helpless in the face of Xing Ji. In the end, he refused to submit to the law and took the initiative to fall into the trap. Xing Ji thought he would rather die than be humiliated, but he did not expect that there was still a person left behind.
A thread of obsession.
If a person can leave an obsession, it must be the most important thing in his heart. Considering his experience, it should be something like revenge. Even if he hates the family that betrayed him, it is not surprising that the family members will burn and kill the family without any distinction, but the punishment
Ji Ji couldn't understand that the last thing this man wanted to do was to capture Tang Zhao and make him a sword slave.
Is this really what he wants to do most before he dies?
The human-headed white fish is bumping around in the air, surrounded by walls. It seems to have lost the ability to distinguish. In addition to fierce rampage, it is screaming, the sound is unclear, and it seems to be shouting:
"Why? Why?"
Seeing that his mind was fading, Xing Ji sighed: "According to the law, making a sword slave privately is a capital crime. If you are released, you will not be forgiven for the heinous crime - capital punishment. You are crazy, and it can be discussed, but you have evil intentions. There is no doubt that you are not guilty.
amnesty."
"My sword is originally a sword of punishment, but I have always only used formal punishment. At most, it is a sword of punishment. And you are worth it-"
"Swordsmanship - Lingchi."
The sword rises, the sword falls!
The two sword lights turned into a net, tightly binding the ugly monster fish with a human face from top to bottom, wrapping it airtight.
In the void, countless knives were flying, cutting the fish body exposed from the mesh from all directions.
The body of the human-headed fish was cut into pieces and blown away, exposing holes one after another. A little bit of smoke flowed out of the holes, like blood.
That is the most cruel punishment in the world, to be cut into pieces.
However, although the human-headed fish was screaming, it seemed to be venting its emotions and did not feel any pain.
The skill of the blade was excellent, and within a short time it had scraped off a layer of debris, which fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of water seeping into the soil.
Gradually, more and more debris was scraped off, and the white fish no longer looked like a fish, but its face was still a human face.
The human face had a distorted expression at first, looking seven parts like a human and three parts like a fish. It was very weird. As the white fish peeled off, it gradually returned to its normal human shape, and became more and more like the white-haired person he looked like before he was alive.
After cutting it for a while, the fish body became thin, and there was still a faint skeleton. Some little bits of light flew out from the gaps in the wound and fell on the face of the white-haired man. His face became more emotional and even began to twitch, as if it had already begun.
Can feel pain.
"It turns out that you still have your mind sealed in the sword elephant. Well, it proves that you deliberately committed a crime. It's time for you to wake up and submit to the law. Do you feel it? It is you who should be punished, and your sword elephant is just a tool.
Suffer the punishment for your sins! My swordsmanship is Ling Chi, and the secret of Ling Chi is that you will never die until you make the last cut. You will die only if I tell you to, otherwise you will be tortured forever!"
"Torture? Haha..." The white-haired man suddenly opened his mouth and said, "What kind of torture is this? Have you ever been a sword slave? If you have been and suffered ten years of torture, you should know that this is nothing at all? Ling Chi
? It’s not as good as the pain I suffered! Ling Chi is nothing, there are still fragments. It’s really painful. I have to put your body, will, and soul in a millstone, constantly stirring, grinding, and grinding it into dregs.
Grind it into powder, grind it into ashes...it will never be completely ground!"
His expression was ferocious, and his voice was actually quite stable, as if Ling Chi's punishment was really bearable.
Xing Ji looked at him coldly and said: "I know the pain of sword slaves, and you know even better, so why do you still make sword slaves? Why use Tang Zhao? You made swords from those young masters and ladies from powerful families.
Slave, I’m not surprised, why do you have to chase Tang Zhao?”
Yes, why?
Ling Chi's pain and premonition of death put the white-haired man into a trance.
Why make sword slaves?
Because I happened to get the sword seed, can I create a sword slave?
The Sword Slave is really convenient. It wasn’t until he became a swordsman that he realized that the Sword Slave is a very useful tool! If he didn’t know better, he was already used to the existence of the Sword Slave and couldn’t help but want to make one for his own convenience.
.
But at the beginning, he really wanted to use the kind of wealthy disciples to make it so that those who made him become a slave could also experience such suffering. Although he found Pei Shoujing pleasing to his eye, if the other few were not qualified
Conditions, you can use her to do it.
They are all children of a wealthy family, and they eat with the blood and sweat of the poor. Their parents are all guilty, so why can't they be used as sword slaves?
As for Tang Zhao, he wanted to save him at first.
Yes, save him.
That was a kid just like him. He came from a relatively well-off family and lived on the streets. He was targeted by traffickers because of his talent. He escaped temporarily, was recaptured, beaten, resold, and finally became a sword slave and fell into the deepest hell.
Time goes back and forth. When the white-haired man heard from the traffickers that there was such a child, could he not save it? Just like he saved the gray-haired girl. At first, he wanted the children not to suffer from him.
of.
Until he met Tang Zhao again.
It turns out that the child did not fall into human trafficking again. He was rescued and received the attention of the government. He was energetic and high-spirited. He easily obtained the magical weapon that suited him without any effort. He just waited for one step to become a swordsman.
"Why was he saved?"
"Why didn't anyone come to save me in the first place?"
He didn't think about these two sentences carefully when he was alive. He just disliked Tang Zhao. As he looked at it, his dislike turned into disgust, and finally into hatred, so much so that he hated it to the bottom of his heart.
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Before he died, he put aside other distracting thoughts and blurted out his words without covering up.
"When I asked for help, I prayed to heaven, to the earth, to the emperor, and to you, but none of you came to save me. Is it because there was nothing you could do?"
"I want you to still be powerless."
"You couldn't save me back then, and you still can't save him today."
"The sword slave is hopeless!"
He looked up to the sky and roared loudly, as if he was howling, leaving only a skeleton of the fish body crumbling.
"I see." Xing Ji said, "If I had met you, I would have saved you and risked my life. Even if I had known that you would become a scumbag, I would not have regretted it."
"But today you committed a crime out of jealousy. It's that simple."
"You are...a standard scumbag."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Ji returned the sword to its sheath.
The fish bones immediately fell apart in the air, and the human head fell to the ground.
Then, the human head gradually became blurred, and the last remnants of the white-haired man gradually became diluted.
Finally, a vision appeared in his consciousness.
It was a child running away in panic in the wilderness.
Keep running, keep running, just to escape the disaster behind you.
It was a little girl with gray hair.
"Ming Jing, run away quickly..."
After whispering the last few words, he was completely lost.