Chapter 137: The Clever Man

"That's why you're the way you are?" Jiang Yun asked silently in his heart.

A person has experienced so many tragic things, and in the end he will inevitably become inhuman and ghostly, and this Duzun in front of him is just one of them. After experiencing the death of his son and experiencing too much pain, his personality will slowly become distorted, and finally become what he is now.

Listening to Duzun's story, Jiang Yun could already hear the remorse in his words, although he killed someone and took revenge, but he has been living in pain and fear, never getting real happiness, and never getting a good night's sleep.

Duzun said: "I came here when I was the most painful and difficult, I have been in this place for six years, for six whole years, I don't know how I got here, in order to become stronger, I practiced poison skills, in order to survive, I kept killing people, and in the end, I had become numb. ”

"I was tired, but I didn't dare to stop, because once I stopped, I would have nightmares and I would think of my dead son."

Suddenly, Duzun looked up at Jiang Yun, and there was a rare trace of tenderness in his eyes, and he said softly: "If my son is still alive, he should be about the same age as you." ”

At this moment, Jiang Yun finally knew why those four people called this Duzun father, it turned out that he missed his son too much, so he let those people call him father, maybe because of this, he could fill the vacancy in his heart.

Duzun crawled forward step by step, this scene is very terrifying, a person without legs, trying his best to crawl to another lying person, the purpose is to kill the other party.

Looking at Duzun getting closer and closer, Jiang Yun's heart became more and more anxious, although he was a little sympathetic to Duzun, but he didn't want to die, let alone die here, in the hands of this Duzun. But he couldn't move, he couldn't move, he could only watch Duzun crawl here with difficulty, and even secretly prayed in his heart that Duzun would die halfway through.

But God obviously couldn't hear Jiang Yun's prayers, and Duzun seemed to have regained his strength, climbing faster and faster, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Finally, finally, Jiang Yun closed his eyes in pain and despair, he didn't want to see his death, and he didn't want to see Duzun's joy after killing him.

This feeling of being slaughtered by others is really uncomfortable. Jiang Yun thought melancholy in his heart, closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

"Your name is Jiang Yun, right?"

Jiang Yun, who closed his eyes, was not waiting for pain, but a solitary question.

Jiang Yun opened his eyes in great confusion, at this time, Duzun had already crawled to Jiang Yun's side, and Jiang Yun could even smell the smell of the foul poison gas on his body. Duzun just lay on the ground, looking up at Jiang Yun, there was not the slightest murderous aura on his face, as if he was looking at a friend.

Jiang Yun blinked, he couldn't speak, so he could only answer with a blink.

Suddenly, Duzun actually showed a gentle smile, he looked at Jiang Yun with extremely gentle eyes, and then said: "Okay, very good, you and my son are really like, my son looked exactly like you when he greeted death, he is very strong, you are also very strong, he is not afraid of death, he is not timid, very good." ”

After listening to Duzun's words, Jiang Yun was speechless in his heart, where was he not afraid of death? He was very afraid, but now he was a fish on the chopping board, only the fate of being slaughtered, he didn't show timidity, he just didn't want to be seen by the only respect, and he was far from being afraid of death.

Duzun's eyes stared at Jiang Yun with blazing eyes, although Duzun's appearance was very ugly, but his eyes were very bright and gentle, it was hard to imagine that such a person would have such gentle eyes.

"If you are willing to be my son, I will spare you."

Jiang Yun's pupils constricted instantly, no matter what, he never dreamed that Duzun would actually say such a sentence, which directly shocked him at a loss.

Although he knew that Duzun loved his son very much, he didn't expect that after so many years, he still hadn't changed at all, he just wanted his son to go crazy, facing an undying enemy, a person who cut off his legs, he could actually say such a thing?

Is he crazy?

No, of course not, for Duzun, he saw the shadow of his son from Jiang Yun's body, if his son was still alive, he would be about the same age as Jiang Yun. What is it to have a broken leg? In Duzun's opinion, even if his legs and hands are all broken, as long as he can get back his son's kind 'dad', then he has no regrets.

Duzun's eyes were full of hope and longing, staring at Jiang Yun tightly, he was so murderous, he was actually nervous at this moment, because he cared, so he was nervous.

Jiang Yun looked at Duzun deeply, and the sympathy in his eyes became more and more intense, this Duzun was really a pitiful person, but although it was pitiful, it was also very hateful.

No matter what he said, Jiang Yun would never forgive him, not only because he was an enemy, but also because he had lost his arm to Ye Ling, so it was impossible for him to treat him as a friend no matter what, let alone be his son as he wished.

Although Jiang Yun didn't say it, the perseverance in his eyes had already made Duzun know the answer, and he suddenly sighed extremely melancholy, laughing at himself: "I know, I know, how can a person like me be a father again?" Don't say it's you, even if it's my biological son, if he's still alive, seeing what I'm like now, knowing what I've done, I'm afraid he won't be willing to recognize me as a father anymore, all of this is what I asked for, haha, I asked for it. ”

Duzun yelled in grief, the kind of look that was more sad than dead made Jiang Yun sigh, although he was a little soft-hearted, but he still couldn't do this kind of thing of recognizing a thief as a father, and it was impossible for him to do it.

After laughing wildly for a long time, Duzun finally recovered, there was no longer that kind of tenderness in his eyes, there was only coldness, he talked so much to Jiang Yun, and said his heart, this was the first time he said it, and he felt a lot happier in his heart.

But years of life have long turned him into a hard-hearted person, and the time of warmth has passed, and now he should be cold.

Duzun looked at Jiang Yun coldly and said, "You killed my four sons, took away my thousand-year-old ice silkworm, and now you cut off my legs with tricks, I must avenge this revenge, so don't blame me." ”

Slowly raised his hand, and his purple-black arm was highly poisonous, pressing towards Jiang Yun's head.

Jiang Yun closed his eyes, he knew that this catastrophe was inevitable, although he had a chance to live, but he was unwilling to live like that, because it was more painful to live like that than to die, he would rather die than live like that.

At this moment, Jiang Yun's heart was very calm, he didn't think of anyone, he didn't remember anything, he just waited for death very calmly. There is no pain, no sorrow, maybe after he came to the martial arts world and experienced those ups and downs, he was ready and ready to die, so at this moment of welcoming death, he was not afraid of anything, he was not afraid of anything, and he would not think about anything.

But what puzzled Jiang Yun was that after a long time, he found that he was not dead yet, so he opened his eyes.

When Jiang Yun opened his eyes, he saw the poisonous palm less than a foot away from his head, it stopped there, it was actually trembling.

Jiang Yun turned his eyes to look at Duzun, only to see Duzun at this time, his face was full of struggle, his face was full of pain, he saw Jiang Yun open his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Why?" Why can't I do it? Why can't I kill you? ”

As he spoke, Duzun slowly withdrew his hand and slapped it heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ahh

Duzun roared bitterly, and suddenly, he stretched out his hand again, but he still hadn't landed on Jiang Yun's head yet, and he still slapped it on the ground.

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