"Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, wake up. I don't want any more candied haws. Dad, woo woo woo."
Murong Fu squatted on the eaves blankly, looking down at the scene below.
The distance between the eaves and the ground is only three feet, which is the height of two floors, but now it has become the most insurmountable distance in the world. Above three feet is the world, and below three feet is hell on earth.
Ding Chunqiu's poisonous smoke was easily dodged by Murong Fu, but the aftermath spread to the civilians nearby.
By the time Murong Fu came to his senses and tried his best to remind everyone to disperse, it was already too late.
Except for a group of Beggar Clan disciples who happened to be upwind and dispersed in time after listening to Murong Fu's reminder, the remaining ordinary people did not take Murong Fu's heart-rending roar to heart.
In their cognition, the rivers and lakes are far away from them, as far away as an unknown sea in the distance, which they will never set foot in in their lifetime. Their ancestors have grown up in villages, and the farthest they have ever gone out in their lives is to go to the market during the off-season.
Going to the market. Three meals a day and the two acres of thin fields under their feet are far more important to them than "South Murong, North Qiao Feng". The four seasons come and go, and life is difficult and dull.
Many of them were supposed to live their lives peacefully and peacefully, then lie quietly on their beds and leave reluctantly amid the cries of their loved ones.
But after all, he was too young and inexperienced. Once his blood surged, he couldn't care about anything else. He treated the invisible sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword as an ordinary iron rod to vent his inner anger. What kind of sword skills?
Sword moves and all that were forgotten.
"Ding Chunqiu, damn thief, die!"
Murong Fu squatted on the eaves and asked himself a question repeatedly in his mind: "Why should I avoid it?"
This kind of psychology is difficult for normal people to understand, but it has actually been played out in reality.
Does this mean that I am partly responsible for the suffering these people have suffered?
He ran to a child who was holding his mother and crying, and wanted to pull him away. However, before he could touch the child's hand, the child fell down next to the mother's body. The child was playful and ran away just now.
I opened it and ran back when I realized something was wrong.
Sadness, anger, regret, all kinds of negative emotions filled his heart.
Ding Chunqiu is this kind of person. Although his martial arts combined with his poisonous skills have become unparalleled in the world, he is almost invincible, and he can be called a grandmaster who founded a sect. However, once faced with violence that can take his life, he
In his heart, he is as cowardly as a dwarf. He no longer has the demeanor of the old immortal he claims to be. If crying bitterly and kneeling down to kowtow can make his opponent spare his life, he will kneel down for him without hesitation.
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The moment Ding Chunqiu's hand was cut off, Murong Fu felt an unprecedented pleasure. It was as if he was a god high in the clouds, judging the sins of the world with the sword in his hand.
People who are indifferent to the lives of others often value their own lives. Many truly heinous and murderous lunatics can easily take away the precious lives of others at a very low price, but when they face the judgment of death,
They are often ugly, and there is no trace of the indifference they show when depriving others of their lives.
Murong Fu's forehead was beaded with fine beads of sweat. At the same time, the three-way swordsmanship was still too much for him. But he couldn't care so much, and anger occupied everything in his heart.
He felt dizzy for the first time.
To give an example, it is like a group of beasts from a certain country who have committed heinous crimes in foreign lands. They burned, killed, and looted on the land where others had lived for generations, and committed all kinds of evil. They took pleasure in depriving others of their lives and believed in violence.
The law. Killing women and children was their great achievement. But one day, when death came to them, they were as despicable as a group of the lowest insects. Their descendants emphasized over and over again what they had endured in the following years.
He made himself a victim of the suffering he had gone through, but never mentioned the crimes he committed back then.
This term flashed through his mind, and it was only then that he felt real fear. This fear was better than the confusion and panic he felt when he took huge risks to sneak attack Wuyazi and betrayed his master many years ago.
With his own martial arts, there were at least three ways to deal with the opponent's hastily shot poison, but he subconsciously chose to avoid it.
But after all, it is an advanced Taoist technique. Over the years, it has helped him avoid countless life and death crises.
"Kill this butcher!"
However, today, this good luck seems to be coming to an end.
Rather than like now, one afternoon, someone accidentally pressed the pause button on life.
Invisible sword energy swept across his left hand, and the sharp sword edge instantly cut off half of his palm. The fracture was as flat as a mirror, and even the most skilled swordsman could not achieve this level.
The extreme anger made his eyes red. In excitement, the sword energy burst out of his body. Shao Ze, Shao Chong and Shang Yang used the three sword techniques at the same time. Three sword energy of nearly two feet stabbed towards Ding Chunqiu.
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"You will die, you will really die!"
The weaker ones died from the poison on the spot, while the stronger ones could barely hold on, vomiting profusely.
Almost out of instinct, he instantly started to use the secret formula of Xiao Wuxiang Gong. The origin of his Xiao Wuxiang Gong was unclear, and his learning was not very profound. Therefore, the skill emphasized tranquility and inaction, and the mind wandered too much.
It is imaginary, which is completely contrary to his character. In addition, what he has learned is only part of it, and he has not seen the whole picture, so his power is limited.
Ding Chunqiu felt an unprecedented sense of crisis coming over him. This feeling was like standing naked in an ice cellar and being poured a bucket of ice water on him.
There was a voice deep in his heart shouting desperately to Murong Fu.
Originally, if he used his three sword techniques at the same time, it would be enough to completely block all Ding Chunqiu's escape routes. However, now he has completely lost his mind. It seems that the three sword techniques are coming menacingly, but in fact there is no order. Except for the first slash.
Half of Ding Chunqiu's palm fell off, and he never made any big achievements. He only made a few bloody cuts on his body.
Does high martial arts mean human life is considered as trivial? What's wrong with ordinary people who go out to buy groceries? They are also human beings, so why can some people control the lives of others at will?
He didn't even see how the opponent made the move, he just felt that there was an unparalleled aura locking him.
Ding Chunqiu spotted this opportunity, took advantage of the gap, and used his intact right hand to grab the corpse of a disciple on the ground. The corpse was instantly tainted with the Xingxiu Sect's unique "Corrugated Corpse Poison". Ding Chunqiu immediately killed it.
Throw it at Murong Fu.
The sudden turn of events allowed Murong Fu to regain some clarity in his mind. He no longer dared to hide away, fearing that this poisonous corpse would hurt more innocent people. So he suddenly used his true energy and used two palms with fierce force.
He struck out with the ground and pushed the poisonous corpse back towards Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu wanted this result, and he had no intention of fighting back. He just took advantage of this gap, pointed his toes, used the Qinggong of the Xiaoyao School, and ran away quickly.
I don’t know if the protagonist’s mentality will lead to people calling her a virgin. But I think this is the most real mentality of an ordinary person.