Chapter 2211 The scorching sun is in the sky, my heart is sympathetic
"Master Ji, take a good rest. Your vigorous life has not been in vain!"
Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Ji Wuchang said with a smile: "Go! I am also deeply gratified to see you, a young hero, in the last moments of my life!"
"Yeah!" Lu Xuan nodded and walked toward the door——
Ji Wuchang looked at Lu Xuan's tall back and was still filled with emotion in his heart. Heroes come from young, Mo Yuntao, you make me so envious!
Lu Xuan opened the door with both hands and was about to go out, but the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were blocking the door. Their tears were still fresh, their eye circles were still red, and some disciples couldn't stop swallowing.
"You all go in, your master wants to say the last words to you," Lu Xuan said.
The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, led by Ji Ming, swarmed in.
But Lu Xuan did not leave immediately, nor did he turn around. Instead, he turned his back to the door. He only heard the weak voice of Master Ji, who shouted softly: "Don't avenge your master. Don't."
, this is the last request of the teacher, please remember -"
The sound stopped suddenly, which meant that life was passing away and time seemed to have stopped at this moment!
"master!"
"master!"
"master!"
——
The screams were heard one after another, and the cries were loud and loud. The leader of the Qingcheng Sect once used the Heart-Destroying Palm to kill the most evil sect in martial arts with one palm.
Master Ji, Master Ji, has passed away!
Before Ji Wuchang died, he still missed his many disciples and asked them not to avenge him, because he knew in his heart that if they avenged him, they would only die in vain.
Amidst the heart-shaking cries, Lu Xuan raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the distance, filled with emotions in his heart.
The sun is scorching in the sky, and my heart is filled with compassion!
Life is an illusion, separation or death is its only ending.
Life is so real, and all the misfortunes and pains are vividly visible.
Life is fragile, so fragile that it can be defeated by one's own inner demons and lead to despair.
Life is also strong, strong enough to defeat the disease that has engulfed cells wantonly.
Life is unpredictable, we never know what will happen next second.
Life is orderly, and we follow the constant trajectory of life and move farther and farther away——
This is the true meaning of life. Lu Xuan once again witnessed a life come to an end, and his heart was complicated and unspeakable.
Because he knows how precious life is!
The former king of soldiers, Lu Xuan, suffered countless casualties on the battlefield, wandered on the line between life and death countless times, and crawled out of the dead many times.
Every time Lu Xuan returned to the army alive, he would take a deep breath at the rising sun tomorrow and tell himself: It’s good to be alive——
However, the pain in Lu Xuan's heart is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!
Soldiers who have walked away from the shadow of death know the price of peace best; soldiers who have survived in the hail of bullets know the value of life best.
The soldiers who survived the battlefield no longer had the innocence and loveliness they had in the past. The lives of soldiers have been completely changed because of the war.
Lu Xuan is such a soldier, a soldier whose heart is bruised and bruised, but who longs to live, but is struggling hard in life!
"It's time to go," Lu Xuan murmured, holding the letter tightly, and strode away.
The sunlight dragged his shadow longer and longer—
Guo Zhishuang will definitely not leave Qingcheng Mountain with Lu Xuan, not even in the next few days. He will wear sackcloth and mourn for his master.
So, Lu Xuan drove alone and left Qingcheng Mountain.
Lu Xuan was really tired after a busy day. He returned to the villa, had dinner, and then fell asleep.
And tomorrow, he will still be busy!
Because tomorrow is the day when the battle for medical saints begins. At that time, he and the Bai family will go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to compete for the name of medical saints!
Only in such busy days will Song Qingyu’s wedding day be forgotten——
The moon is like a silver plate, and the starry sky is colorful. In this silent night, in a luxurious villa belonging to Xuemen's property, the owner of Xuemen is sitting on the balcony, lying on a deck chair, looking at the bright moonlight,
His fingers were tapping lightly on the armrest of the lounge chair, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
What Lu Xuan did in the past two days made the head of Fumen feel a little unhappy.
Longteng Group was eaten up by Lu Xuan's Tengyuan Group, and the Jinshan Industrial Park project was also taken away by Lu Xuan's Tengyuan Group.
The trouble caused by Lu Xuan really gave the Master of the Fumen a headache!
However, thinking about the wedding day of Zhu Zhifang and Song Qingyu two days later, the head of Fumen couldn't help but let out a cold laugh: "Lu Xuan, let me see how long you can be proud of?"
"Whoosh!"
A black shadow suddenly rose into the sky and landed directly on the balcony. This black shadow knelt directly in front of the master of the Fumemen and said respectfully: "Master!"
"Did something happen?" asked the head of Fumen.
This disciple of Xumen, dressed in black, is Xumen’s spy. To appear suddenly in the middle of the night, something important must have happened. tkp4
I only heard the Bomen spy say: "Master, I have some bad news to tell you."
Bad news? The head of Fumen frowned and said, "Say! What news!"
I only heard the Fumen spies say: "Master, Master Kuzhi is dead!"
"Master Kuzhi is dead?" The Master of the Fumen Sect couldn't sit still. He stood up and said angrily: "How did you die?"
The master of the Fummen Sect exuded such fierce murderous aura that even the spies of the Fummen Sect were so frightened that their bodies started to tremble, fearing that the master would be angry and turn his anger on him.
This leader of the Poor Sect is moody and very murderous. He will take people's lives at every turn. All the disciples of the Poor Sect will be frightened in front of him.
The fumen spy quickly replied: "Today, Master Ku Zhi went to see Ji Wuchang, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Lu Xuan, and Lu Xuan saw through that he was not the real Master Ku Zhi, so he shot him
kill!"
"This stupid pig, idiot!"
After Xiumen was stunned for a moment, he immediately cursed angrily: "In order to avenge his junior brother, I had to kill Ji Wuchang. Now that I'm fine, I even risked my own life."
"If Lu Xuan hadn't suddenly appeared in the Qingcheng Sect, I think Master Kuzhi would not have died," the Fumen spy explained.
Everything happened by coincidence. This was the fate of Master Kuzhi. He was destined to suffer such a catastrophe that there was no way he could escape it.
But even if Master Kuzhi escapes this disaster, he will not be able to escape the next one. Lu Xuan will definitely find something suspicious about Master Kuzhi when he sees Master Ji.