Chapter Twenty-Three: The Dust Settles
The moment King Wumu died, neither I nor any of the Seven Swords. They all fell into a deathly silence.
Prior to this, although all of us showed strong and fearless confidence, in fact, from the moment he appeared and knocked me away, everyone knew that King Wumu at this moment was far from being an opponent that we could match, whether it was me who was still very young at the moment, or Qi Jian, who was also young, it was not enough to challenge this man who had shrouded Taihang Mountain behind the dark shadow for decades.
So his death made us all a little unbelievable, we didn't expect such a difficult thing. We did it.
It turns out that the members of the special service team are okay to say, after all, they have followed me to fight for many years and faced countless powerful enemies, especially the new members who joined it, such as Bai He, Zhu Xueting, Lin Qiming or Dong Zhongming, are all a little like in a dream.
In fact, the disparity in strength between the two sides is still very huge, especially these little guys, although they can get such excellent results in the training camp of the Religious Affairs Bureau, they are brought out alone. I can't even stop King Wu Mu's full palm, if it weren't for Zhang Liyun, Little White Fox and Bu Yu, the three experienced seniors and I carried it in front, I am afraid that no matter how exquisite the Big Dipper Sword Array is, it will not be able to withstand King Wu Mu's "one force to ten meetings".
However, the king is defeated, no matter how much fiction can not break free from the fact at this moment, a top master whose strength is comparable to the top ten in the world is defeated at this moment by a Maoshan disciple and a group of miscellaneous soldiers who are messed together, no wonder King Wumu was so helpless before he died, because such a result is really difficult for him to look at under Jiuquan.
It's been a long time. After checking King Wumu's soul, Lin Qiming sat on the ground and laughed like a madman: "Little sheets, pinch my face and let me know that I am not dreaming!" ”
Dong Zhongming twisted Lin Qiming's still slightly chubby face viciously, and then shouted excitedly at me: "Teacher Chen, is this true, we actually slaughtered King Wumu?" ”
I looked at this group of young people, my heart was full of pride, and I said loudly: "Yes, we have slaughtered King Wumu, and the first appearance of the Seven Swords will be able to shock the world!" ”
This sentence must have brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the Seven Swords, feeling that all the hard work in the past few years had turned into honey in an instant, especially Lin Qiming. He even burst into tears.
Two years ago, when he was still young and ignorant, he once liked a girl, but suddenly died mysteriously, such a blow deeply stimulated his heart, so that he had a deeper understanding of the so-called justice and righteousness, and at this moment saw this scourge of countless people King Wumu die in front of him. A strong sense of honor is born spontaneously in my heart.
Chen Yuai, have you seen it, I am now able to protect weak people like you.
From now on, I will embark on a completely different path, becoming the unknown guardian of this social order, will you be proud of me?
King Wumu was dead, and everyone was in a state of unprecedented relaxation, everyone laughed and danced, as if it was the New Year, and when I came back to my senses from the great pleasure, I picked up the small sword broken in two from the ground, and stared at it for a long time.
This little sword from Li Daozi has accompanied me for countless years, from the kitchen knife in the fairy cave to the murderous weapon behind, it has always been by my side, I once thought it would always accompany me, but I didn't expect it to be broken here at this moment, King Wumu is indeed powerful, and his blood clutch is enough to be able to wipe out a qiē, but this is not the reason why the little sword suddenly breaks, I have a strong sense of uneasiness in my heart, although at the moment I don't know where it comes from, But there is an inexplicable palpitation that has been lingering in my heart.
After pondering like this for a long time, it wasn't until the Seven Swords began to clean up the scene that we were freed from such a situation and began to direct everyone to deal with the aftermath.
King Wu Mu was beaten to death just now, but it can't be said that there are more of us and less of us, in fact, he was the one who was in the numerical advantage at the beginning, but those people were broken by each of us, and this situation was finally formed, and among the thirty or so people he brought, not everyone died in the explosion and the subsequent fighting, after cleaning the battlefield, we had eleven wounded, and countless rotten meat, in addition, there were also guys who saw the opportunity and turned around and fled.
Regardless of the latter, although these injured people are helping to abuse, we still can't wipe out their right to live at will, and we will bring them back to the mine at the moment and try our best to treat them.
By the time we had settled the wounded, it was already dark, and a warm sun was rising from the eastern hills, illuminating the entire wooded area.
The mine is still full of gunsmoke and dead bodies everywhere, but we don't have more energy to converge, the battle to capture the mine and the battle with King Wumu's reinforcements consumed me and Seven Swords' huge energy, so after a little pause, except for the little white fox and Buyu, who have the most special physique in the Seven Swords, are maintaining order, the rest of the people began to sit cross-legged and entered the state of concentration of Qi Returning Cultivation.
We didn't know if it would be the reinforcements brought by Yang Zheng or the helpers of another group of martial artists, so we had to seize the precious time to rest and be ready for battle.
Time passed little by little, and when I walked for the whole week, I heard someone calling me in my ear, and when I opened my ears, I saw that Yang Zheng had rushed back.
Accompanying him was the deputy director of the Jinxi Coal Capital, surnamed Gu, according to Lao Song, who has become the director of the department, is a comrade worthy of the trust of the General Bureau, and the person who can get such an evaluation is naturally an official who is not too involved with the Taihang martial arts, and at the same time, in addition to bringing ten subordinates, Deputy Director Gu also brought a whole platoon of soldiers from the nearby military region.
With these people, the scene was barely able to stabilize, and under the leadership of Yang Zai, I met with Deputy Director Gu.
Although I haven't met this forty-year-old Deputy Director Gu, I am already a relatively well-known figure in the Religious Affairs Bureau system, so he has naturally heard of me, and even respects me, so there are not too many problems in the communication between the two sides, but his people and the soldiers who followed are quite uncomfortable with the bloody scene at the gate of the mine, and they are also shocked by the news of the annihilation of King Wumu's army, and repeatedly cast fearful glances at me, which makes me feel very unaccustomed.
Deputy Director Gu had an explanation from Director Song, but because of the hurry of the matter, he didn't have time to know anything, and after arriving at the mine, he could only maintain order, and even in order to stay out of the matter, he didn't know too much about me and the things that happened last night, nor did he communicate with me too much, and maintained a respectful and distant attitude.
I can understand his attitude at the moment, after all, the current matter is not decided, he is too eager, in case the wind changes, I am afraid that it will be too late to get out when the time comes.
After all, although King Wumu is dead at this moment, the Taihang martial arts family has not fallen, and another important person is still above the court, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer.
After a little exchange, I asked Zhang Liyun to deal with him, and then continued to practice, until in the afternoon, when the central investigation team led by Huang Yangshen entered the mine, and I showed up again.
After a brief greeting, everyone dispersed, and Huang Yangshen and I stood at the highest point of the mine, looking at the mines and woods below the sunset, and he showed an unbelievable look and said to me with suspicion: "King Wumu is really dead?" ”
I said calmly, "Although the corpse was transported out of the mountain, I think you should have seen it too, do you have any questions?" ”
Huang Yangshen sighed, and then said: "You may not have much contact with the Taihang Martial Arts, so you don't have much concept of Wumu City and the entire Taihang Martial Family, but I have been in contact with it since I was a child, so I know more about the strength of King Wumu, it is said that he has rarely been in the spiritual realm over the years, but he has been practicing in the spirit world, and the winged tiger that he was slaughtered by you before was adopted from the River Styx, so strong enough to be able to freely enter and exit the legendary River Styx Spirit Realm, was actually killed by you, to tell the truth, It's a bit beyond my imagination. ”
I nodded and said to him, "Indeed, King Wumu is as powerful as I imagined, and the process is actually very difficult......"
Huang Yangshen interrupted me and said, "But he died in the end. ”
I nodded: "Yes, he's dead, there's no doubt about it." ”
Huang Yangshen looked at me with an unrecognizable look, and after a while, he said in a solemn tone: "Lao Chen, your changes really make me dare not recognize one thing, but I still want to ask, why do you have to let King Wumu die?" ”
I looked at him, and saw a lot of suspicion in his eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, I exhaled slowly, and then said: "It is not me who wants his life, but himself--you have heard of the matter of the pavilion, he was the first to do it, from plotting to murder my uncle Yinghua Zhenren, to attacking me, King Wumu is pressing step by step, and I have to respond; Besides, you can take a look at the miners who are being held here in a moment and you'll know why I have to do something to him. ”
When Huang Yangshen heard this, he looked at me deeply, and after a long time, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry! ”
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