Chapter Fifty-Eight: An Incomparably Ugly Man

The Monument to the Heroes of the People is a peculiar sword, saying that it is a sword, because it does have the shape of a sword, but it does not have the color of a sword, it is black all over, like a dead tree pole, even Yu Sheng has never seen such a weapon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He didn't speak anymore, because his life was already in the hands of others, and even those who value dignity may not be able to be fearless!

Especially a person like Yu Sheng, who is not very decent! And in fact, he did do a lot of shady things, especially when he was the leader of the alliance. What a scenery he was at that time, he wanted the wind to be windy, to be rainy, above one person, admired by ten thousand people, everything was so smooth, no matter what he did, it was right, and no one said bad.

It was at that time that his conceit quickly swelled. When a person reaches that height, even if he has been idle, in the mouth of others, he will be a competent person!

However, that is just in the mouth of others, in fact, in people's hearts, he is far from worthy of that position. But he is precisely in that position, so people can generally only turn a blind eye, even if they don't agree with what he does and don't like him as a person, but what can they do, the other party is the leader of the hall, and has unfathomable cultivation.

In the extreme swelling, some discerning people seem to be extremely simple mistakes and loopholes, Yu Sheng can't find them, he is used to being self-centered, and everything he does is right. How did he know that people's hearts were sullen and they didn't dare to speak, they just dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

In the long run, how many wrong things he has done and how many people he has offended, maybe he really doesn't remember it, because there are really too many, and how many people have lost their lives because of it, and how many people he has become the enemy of killing his father or mother, of course he will not remember!

Now, he finally experienced the feeling of life being held in the hands of others, because the advantage was on the other party's side, so even if the other party said something wrong or did something incorrect, he didn't dare to resist in the slightest!

The comer continued to take a step forward, and at this time the sword in his hand was less than half a foot away from Yu Sheng, and when Ling Shuang saw this, he immediately grabbed the arm holding the sword with both hands, and kept saying: "Don't kill him, don't kill him!"

The visitor was visibly stunned, as if he hadn't noticed that there was such a beautiful woman in front of him, but unlike others, he didn't seem to be too attracted by her beauty. He pushed Ling Shuang aside and stabbed the sword in his hand towards Yu Sheng!

Without screaming, Ling Shuang rushed up and grabbed his hand again, and he was finally enraged, and threw her to the ground, aiming the tip of his sword at her.

"Stop!" Yu Sheng stopped him loudly, and then continued: "The person you want to kill is me, don't hurt her!"

The other party was stunned, maybe he also thought it was incredible, the dignified leader would be for a woman...... This is not his previous style, has he really changed? Maybe, people are dying, what can he do badly, even if he does, what is the point!

So he turned the head of the sword around, and Yu Sheng spoke again at this time: "Before I die, can you let me see who you are, so that I can be quiet." ā€

The comer hesitated, and while the sword was still facing the other party, he gently lowered the cloth with his other hand. The next moment, an extremely ugly face appeared in front of them.

It was a face disfigured by the fire below the eyes, the newly grown flesh was not at all incongruous, and the already burned nose had only two holes left for breathing. Ling Shuang glanced at him and immediately looked away, she didn't dare to look at such a terrifying face anymore, if she looked any further, she was afraid that she would vomit because of nausea.

Perhaps he also felt his own horror, and the comer immediately covered his face with the cloth again, and at this time, he was obviously much better looking than just now, with only two normal eyes exposed.

Yu Sheng immediately searched in his mind, and almost at the same time, he vaguely saw a child struggling in the fire, which was many years ago. He was almost certain that the child would not live, and even his parents, who were much stronger than him, had long since lost the strength to struggle in the flames. Even he couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and disappeared into the firelight.

It was the home of an ordinary man who spoke ill of him on the street!

And he may be the mortal child!

It finally occurred to him that maybe he was really too impulsive, and sadly he had no chance to make amends. On the contrary, because I saw the misery and ordinariness of the other party, I thought of my own usual superiority. He actually laughed, is this a return to the light!

No, no, because he thought of his superiority, his unwillingness was born, how could he allow himself to be killed by such a lowly person! His laughter was only confusing his opponent, and at the same time, his mind was constantly thinking of all kinds of ways to get out of danger.

The visitor didn't kill him immediately because of his laughter, he didn't care anymore, the other party was just a dying person, so why not let him laugh again. But soon, the resentment in his heart had already started a raging fire, and he felt that the time had come, so he stabbed the black "dead tree pole" in his hand three inches towards Yu Sheng's left shoulder.

Yu Sheng's body fell to the bed, and his clenched fist suddenly waved again, and a kind of red powder foam spilled out.

The masked man screamed in pain and fell to the ground, rolling with his hands over his eyes. After all, he is still too immature, think about an old Jianghu like Yu Sheng, how can he not have any secret tricks, if he can resolutely shoot from the beginning, how can he end up like this!

Ling Shuang saw the opportunity, immediately ran to the bedside, helped Yu Sheng up, and walked towards the door.

But in the next moment, she suddenly felt that it would take more strength to support Yu Sheng, and she glanced at him puzzled, it turned out that his legs would not move!

It was at this time that she suddenly realized that there was a protruding sword tip in Yu Sheng's heart, and it was a jet-black sword tip!