Drops of vitality flowed along the slender iron needle from Jing Qingqi, a dying old man, into Le Yu's ultimate weapon.
Jing Qingqi clearly realized that the last bit of vitality squeezed out by her return to light was quickly draining away.
He is going to die.
But compared to the fate of being buried in the soil, what made Jing Qingqi sad, angry and panic was the heart-wrenching words uttered from the mouth of the biological son in front of him:
"The attack on half of the city is to suppress the arrogance of the Silver Blood Society."
"The purpose of publishing Youth Daily is to awaken the people of Dongyang."
"I will destroy everything, and then let the white night recast everything, let the noble fall into the mortal world, and let the humble stand straight."
"The Jing family will be at the center of the storm, burying everything and themselves. When the people of Xuanzhu stand up, the Jing family will be the most gorgeous sacrifice under their banner."
"You, you..." Jing Qingqi's pale, chicken-like hands clasped Le Yu's wrist tightly, and her nails were about to pierce his skin. Although her expression was full of anger, there was still a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
There is still hope for him.
He is still waiting.
"I," Le Yu said with a cold expression, "I am not your son."
"Jing Zhengwei died a long time ago due to his caution and madness."
"I'm just an assassin who draws his sword to help when he sees injustice."
"Why..." Jing Qingqi coughed up a mouthful of black blood: "Why don't you continue to lie to me... Yes, Zhengwei, are you taking revenge on me? You deliberately lied to get revenge on your father - "
Leyu lowered his head and said in Jing Qingqi's ear:
"The reason why I tell you the truth is because I don't want to see you die so peacefully and contentedly."
"You do not deserve."
"Since you lived a despicable life, you shouldn't expect to die peacefully."
"It's a pity that you died so early. I couldn't let you see the decline and collapse of your cherished Jing family."
"Now it's time for Jing Zhengwu to meet his eldest brother. You go down and reunite with your two sons first. I guarantee that the rest of the Jing family will soon be reunited with you down there."
Jing Qingqi held Le Yu's wrist tightly, her nails dug deeply into her flesh, and she said frantically: "Even if I become a ghost... I will never let you go..."
"I'm looking forward to it," Le Yu said calmly, "Kill me if you want."
The last glimmer of light in Jing Qingji's eyes finally disappeared.
What replaced it was the hollowness of despair.
Le Yu withdrew the fine needle, helped Jing Qing Cchi back to the bed, and checked the position where the fine needle had penetrated.
No bleeding, no scars.
'The saint's relic is unexpectedly very suitable for assassins...' Le Yu thought: 'Just because the form of the divine weapon can be transformed according to the owner's will is powerful enough, and it can also simulate the effects of other divine weapons that he has come into contact with.
Attributes.'
'Paired with the Soul Purifying Demonic Sword in Yin Yinyin's memory, I can completely absorb the life force of others invisibly with this magic weapon, just like I did with Jing Qingji. Even if someone checks the body, they will only think that Jing Qingji is alive.
Green clams will die of old age.'
'He is simply a magic weapon who kills people and sets fires when traveling as a monk... It's a pity that if he falls into my hands, he can only bully the old man.'
Looking at Jing Qingqi's expression of death with a look on her face, Le Yu sighed, feeling a mixture of emotions in her heart.
To be honest, Jing Qingfu was not bad to him. The "Youth Daily" was founded with the support of Jing Qingfu, the patrol team was only promoted by Jing Qingfu, and even the position of head of the family belonged to Jing Qingfu.
Only by being arbitrary and arbitrary can Le Yu be safe - Jing Qingfu even insisted on killing his second son and intimidating his third son.
I don’t know what happened to Jing Zhengfeng. Jing Qing didn’t mention it at all. Could it be that he had been tied to a stone and sunk into the river?
You said that Leyu was not touched by Jing Qingfu's care, that is definitely a lie. Most people might now be able to accept Jing Qingqing's gifts, accept Jing Qingqing's encouragement and entrustment with peace of mind, as a big man
The capitalist stirred up troubles and got involved in political power, so much so that he was willing to call him "Dad".
Le Yu was originally one of the vulgar people, but "death for life" made him lose his pursuit of vulgar taste.
In just a few months, Le Yu changed three bodies and experienced three lives. Even though he was still greedy due to physical desires, his character was different from most people.
The fame and fortune that others pursue all their lives are, to him, just the equipment reputation of a certain account.
The huge family property that Jing Qingfu manages and all the preparations he has made to get his hands on power are just any props he needs to complete the main plot.
In an environment where identity, gender, name and other external objects can change at any time, the only way Le Yu can be sure that he is a real existence and not an illusory personality imagined by Jing Zhengwei, Yin Yin and Qian Yuliu is that he was brought from the earth.
three views.
Because I think Xuanzhu people should not live like this, so I want to change this.
Even if I am Jing Zhengwei.
Even if I am the head of the Jing family who controls a huge family fortune.
Even if I am a permanent member of the ruling class Silver Blood Order.
My heart is so heavy that I cannot change it.
He could see clearly that Jing Qingfu treated him well because he was Jing Zhengwei, because he could inherit his path, and because he would replace him and become an important part of the Jing family's machine.
If he hadn't met Jing Qingfu's selection requirements by chance, then it might have been Le Yu's turn to commit suicide out of fear of crime.
Of course, this assumption is meaningless. After all, Le Yu accepted Jing Qingfu's favor and then turned against him. He just found an acceptable reason for himself.
The most important thing is that Le Yu cannot accept that Jing Qingji can die at the end of his life.
He thought of the workers at Red Moon Fortress, the slaves sold by Bai Magnolia, Shuang Ye, the Jing family servant who slapped himself in the mouth, and many, many more.
So even though Le Yu was very moved, he still wanted Jing Qingji to die in peace.
Of course, Jing Qingqi was not alone in these pots, so Le Yu thought about it and said to Jing Qingqi on the bed:
"I will try my best to let others die more miserably than you, with their families broken up, their wives and children separated, or even without death - I will spend the rest of my life to atone for my sins."
"Well, try your best." Le Yu said feeling a little guilty.
In fact, what he just said to Jing Qingfu was all lies. He even destroyed the Silver Blood Society step by step. As for the internal strife between Heyang Army and the overthrow of the Sheriff's Mansion, he really didn't have a clue.
No.
The Jing family is definitely going to collapse, but maybe the Yinxue family will be destroyed by Le Yu himself before it collapses.
"I don't want to think about it anymore, I finally killed a big boss, let's go out and celebrate..."
Le Yu opened the door and walked out, shouting:
"Where is the medical officer? Where is the medical officer? Where is the medical officer!? Come here quickly, the master of the house is out of breath!"
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In Hemingyuan, Qin Leyin looked at his second brother who walked in and asked, "What's wrong with her?"
Qin Yueyang said: "It was a big fuss and a lot of things were broken."
"Let her go. She is the one who has nothing to use anyway. Just deliver three meals a day as normal." Qin Leyin picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Is there any news from the Jing family?"
"Jingqing Clam seems to be dead."
"oh."
Seeing that her elder brother had no other instructions, Qin Yueyang left quickly and closed the door.
Qin Leyin drank a few glasses of wine, suddenly took out an empty wine glass, filled it with wine, and then sprinkled it on the ground.
"Teacher, your best friend has gone to see you."
"I still haven't had a chance to tell him that you actually didn't forget the agreement we made."
"But it doesn't matter. Your agreement will be fulfilled by the next generation."
