The Tianqiong Castle located at the foot of Tianqiong Mountain was now engulfed in a sea of flames. Roof beams collapsed and screams could be heard endlessly. Sparks crackled, making the night red...
Aunt Lan and the people from Xuanyue Palace did not find the map of Jiuzhou in Tianqiong Castle and were preparing to evacuate, but unexpectedly a fire broke out in Tianqiong Castle and trapped them inside.
"It's been planned." Aunt Lan felt bad. She was not an idiot. If she didn't understand after reaching this point, she would be a fool.
"Damn it, who is so brave and dares to burn down the Sky Castle?" Most importantly, he took Xuanyue Palace as the scapegoat and offended the two major forces in the world. That person doesn't want to live.
Aunt Lan and the Xuanyue Palace group were trapped in the Sky Castle, but they were much better off than the servants of the Sky Castle. At least they had the possibility of running out.
Flames shot into the sky, sparks crackled, and no one saw it. Not far from the Sky Castle, there were two people standing there, one tall and one short. The firelight reflected on their faces, flickering brightly and dimly.
It has a bit more of a scary flavor.
The firelight flashed, shining on the short figure, and people could see his appearance clearly. He was a child as cute as a boy who gave away money, but the words the child uttered made people shiver: "You,
It’s really useless, I can’t handle even the smallest things.”
As soon as the firelight dimmed, the child hid in the darkness again, giving him a hint of coldness that no child had. There was no one else but Zhezhe among such young and mature children in the world.
Next to Zhezhe was a tall and strong young man. The young man had a gloomy face and cold eyes. There was no one else besides Ling Mo.
"They have no grudge against me." He didn't want innocent people to die in vain, just like him.
"You are so soft-hearted, no wonder you lived such a miserable life. It was just a few lives. Death is not death. Fortunately, I came here in person this time, otherwise I would have left a living person alive and caused trouble." Zhezhe's face was calm, not showing any signs of it.
Think there is something wrong with yourself.
Although Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen taught him some right and wrong, he didn't think killing people or killing innocent people was wrong. As long as it made him live a better life, there was no harm in killing people.
In the world of martial arts, if you don't kill someone, just wait to be killed. As for right and wrong? Whoever survives is qualified to talk about right and wrong.
Ling Mo was speechless. The cigarette choked his throat and he didn't want to speak. Zhezhe turned his face away with disdain. Zhezhe looked down from the bottom of his heart on his cousin who was a lot older than him but lived a more useless life than him.
Not used to it.
The two cousins stopped talking and watched with cold eyes as the Sky Castle was swallowed up by the fire. They watched the behemoth that once pressed on Ling Mo fall to the ground and watched those who witnessed Ling Mo's humiliating past being burned to ashes by the fire.
When Uncle Nine Emperors saw the sparks, he was startled. He did not expect that Ling Mo would directly burn the sky. This was not what they had agreed upon before.
Uncle Jiuhuang didn't know that Zhezhe had arrived, so he just assumed that things had changed. However, he was on the mountain, and it was inconvenient to convey the news, so he could only suppress his worry in his heart.
The location of Tianqiong Mountain is high, a long way away from Tianqiong Castle, and Ling Mo and Zhezhe deliberately covered it up. Even though Tianqiong Castle was still burning, there were no more sparks to attract the attention of people on the mountain.
Seeing the joyful look on Lord Ling's face, the Nine Emperors Uncle knew that Lord Ling had not received the news and did not know that Sky Castle had been burned down.
Uncle Nine Emperors shook his head and sighed, pursed his lips and said nothing. He noticed a line of sight looking at him. He turned around and saw Nanling Jinfan looking at him. When he saw him, he silently uttered the word "fire".
This is a threat, but it's a pity that Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't take Nanling Jinfan's threat to heart at all. Tomorrow is the highlight, and Nan Jinfan is more worried than anyone else that the martial arts conference will be interrupted.
The threat was ineffective, and Nanling Jinfan felt vaguely uneasy. He always felt that something was out of his control. He couldn't help but think to himself: Could it be that the Nine Emperors Uncle knew about his plan?
However, Nanling Jinfan soon felt relieved. So what if he knew that Uncle Nine Emperors was now trapped on Tianqiong Mountain, and even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he would not be able to fly out.
Nanling Jinfan felt relieved, but something happened to the people competing on the stage at this time. For some reason, the winning side actually acted cruelly. Without any resistance from the opponent, he jumped up and used his elbow to hit the sternum.
The broken sternum pierced the chest, and the man vomited blood and passed out.
During the competition, there will inevitably be casualties, but no one will make a heavy move to kill the opponent when they have already won.
This is intentional homicide.
"What's going on? Let's go and check." The two sect bosses who were competing looked very bad. Those who could make it to the second day were all good talents, so they couldn't bear to be ruined like this.
"Quick, doctor, go and have a look." Lord Lingbao quickly stood up to take charge of the overall situation. The doctor stepped forward, took his pulse and shook his head: "The spleen is broken, and the mountain is simple. I'm afraid it's not good."
"Doctor, you must save him. He is still young." The injured man's master stepped forward and looked at the perpetrator with red eyes, but the man raised his head arrogantly, not paying attention to the other person's anger.
inside.
There is life and death in competitions and competitions. Before taking the stage, everyone agreed that life and death would be determined by fate.
"I can't do anything. There may be a way down the mountain." The old doctor shook his head and sighed. Seeing this, Feng Qingchen wanted to get up, but was held down by Uncle Nine Emperors.
At this time, it is not appropriate to take the lead.
Feng Qingchen looked worried, and a pleading flashed in her eyes. Although she was not a compassionate saint, as a doctor, how could she just watch someone who could be saved die like this?
Uncle Nine Emperors still shook his head, unwilling to let Feng Qingchen go into such muddy waters. Nanling Jinfan's power had already penetrated into this competition. In the past two days, more and more people would die or become disabled due to injuries.
, Feng Qingchen can't handle it.
"But..." Feng Qingchen was anxious. As a doctor, her conscience made her feel uneasy. She always remembered the declaration she made when she joined the job: I will protect human life as much as possible, from the time of conception.
"No but." Uncle Nine Emperors couldn't refuse. He looked up and saw Nanling Jinfan's cold smile, which made him even more sure that this was a drama arranged by Nanling Jinfan, and this was definitely not the only one who was seriously injured.
"Carry the person down." Master Lingbao saw that the person could not be saved, so he had to let people carry the injured person down.
With this move, the opponent will be dead.
Feng Qingchen couldn't sit still and didn't dare. He took out his hand with force, stood up, and quickly said to Uncle Jiuhuang: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." Then he ran to the place where the competition was taking place and said to stop him: "Wait a minute.
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Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen, and Lord Ling frowned: "Miss Feng, we are busy." In other words, we have no time to play with her as a girl.
"I'm here to help. I'm a doctor. I might be able to save her." Feng Qingchen's face was straight and serious, which made everyone dare not look down upon her. Princess Xiling spoke up at the right time: "If Miss Feng doesn't say anything,
I almost forgot that Miss Feng has extraordinary medical skills, so this great hero still wants Miss Feng to see your disciple."
"Thank you for your advice, princess." The injured master's eyes lit up, and he quickly saluted the eldest princess of Xiling, then turned to Feng Qingchen and said, "Miss Feng, please take a look at this for my apprentice."
Well, in just one sentence, Princess Xiling took away Feng Qingchen’s credit, but Feng Qingchen didn’t care. It was more important to save people now, and...
If you save one more person, you may have more fighting power. When Nanling Jinfan takes action tomorrow, there will be one more obstacle!
A message to readers: This chapter is written a bit slowly, and it is entangled with Ling Mo and Zhe Zhe...
Attached is the declaration of office of the Geneva doctors.
When I am admitted to the medical profession:
I solemnly promise to dedicate everything I have to serving humanity.
I will give my teachers due respect and gratitude;
I will practice medicine with my conscience and dignity;
The patient's health should be my first concern:
I will respect the secrets entrusted to me;
I will do my best to uphold the honor and noble traditions of the medical profession;
My colleagues shall be considered my brothers;
I will not allow any consideration of religion, nationality, race, political opinion or status to come between my duties and my patients;
I will protect human life as much as possible from the moment of conception;
Even under threat, I will not use my medical knowledge to violate humanity.
I solemnly, autonomously and on my own behalf swear the above agreement.