Chapter 97: This young man, don't say goodbye

"Everyone's alright, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay......"

"It's so dangerous, I thought I was going to die this time."

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen such a big avalanche in so many years."

"How could you Howling Wind Sect be established in such a place? Isn't this a clear search for death? ”

"I didn't build the sect, how do I know ......?"

The snow poured into the burrow for a certain amount before stopping, but you could still faintly hear the roar outside.

The man with the fire fold lit the oil lamp hanging on the wall, and the faint light burned quietly in this dark space.

Nearly two hundred people were huddled together, and the air seemed to be thinning.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and the Howling Wind Sect were not tense, they may have just experienced a rare avalanche and had not yet recovered from their senses.

"Left Protector?"

"Left Protector!"

"Protector Zuo, are you alright?"

Hearing the sound and seeing people, the disciples of the Howling Wind Sect hurriedly surrounded them.

Although Gao Ningtai, whose arms were cut off, "rolled", he was dying because of his injuries, and his frequently closed eyes could never be opened at any time.

On the other hand, Jiang Wujian was shirtless, and there were many sword wounds left by Gao Ningtai on his body, and some of the wounds were still oozing blood.

However, compared to Gao Ningtai's dying, Jiang Wujian was like no one, and even seemed to have entered the "Do you think you can kill me?" "The state of excitement is very good.

When he was in the empty valley, Jiang Wujian asked Wan'er how she could become a grandmaster.

At that time, Wan'er's answer was to practice a certain advanced martial arts to the peak.

But for Jiang Wuji, who is full of comprehension talent, it is a relatively conservative adjective to capture.

Therefore, the method that Wan'er said did not apply to him.

The biggest difference between a grandmaster and a grandmaster is insight.

So Jiang Wujian thought about facing a strong grandmaster alone to see how mysterious this so-called insight was.

After that, he continued to test Gao Ningtai's "insight and early warning", putting pressure again and again, trying to forcibly break through this barrier.

In the end, it was like a flash of inspiration, and everything fell into place.

Grandmaster.

"Stepping on ......"

Jiang Wujian stepped forward, and seeing this, the disciples of the Howling Wind Sect hurriedly protected Gao Ningtai.

"You, what are you doing!"

"Don't come here! Don't come here! ”

Suddenly, the two sides were tense again, as if Jiang Wujian only needed to get one step closer, and the fight would start again.

Just when Wan'er and the others were all ready to make a move, they first heard Jiang Wuji's tepid voice: "Your sect master has done a lot of evil deeds, and he has killed innocent people for the sake of the Han Tianmen. ”

"It stands to reason that you disciples should be charged with aiding and abetting!"

"I won't kill you now, I hope you can know right from wrong, argue between good and evil, know virtue and reason, and turn back."

Above the temple, there are all over the door to behead, and the punishment of the three clans and the nine clans is a great crime, which is the result of the times, not cruel and unreasonable.

In this context, advocating revenge of blood relatives and helping relatives without helping them has naturally become a "morality in the rivers and lakes".

Revenge is glorious, not revenge is shameful, under this heroic evolution, rushing to kill nature is born.

"Zhao's Orphan" is that he didn't kill a baby and was successfully avenged, and things like this abound on the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Wuji punished Zhou Buyue, a Tongtian stick, and his disciple Yang Tai came to take revenge knowing that his master was guilty.

From his point of view, the grace of nurturing is greater than heaven.

Revenge for the teacher is not a waylessness, but righteousness!

Now the Howling Wind Sect is the same, and the most appropriate way is to leave it behind and never suffer in the future.

But Jiang Wujian is not a brutal person, and his life motto has always been "greedy for money, lustful, and upright", coupled with the influence of the three views in his previous life, he never had the idea of destroying the sect, but he just wanted to remove the name of the Xiaofeng Sect, as for the life and death of the disciples, it all depends on creation.

But if these disciples are stubborn, he doesn't mind blood-stained spears and killing.

When the words fell, some of the disciples were still shouting, while the other part of the disciples who knew about it were moved and hesitated.

Jiang Wuji's eyes fell on Gao Ningtai, and his voice was like a cold spring: "The matter has come to this point, no matter how much you hide it, it is useless, it is better to tell you everything you know, in exchange, I can try my best to help you fulfill a long-cherished wish." ”

Gao Ningtai originally planned to harden his mouth to the end, but when he heard these words, the last breath in his heart suddenly dispersed.

Yes, so many people have entered here, and it is useless for him to hide it......

"Ahem!"

Gao Ningtai coughed up a mouthful of blood and stared at Jiang Wujian not far away: "You...... Talking counts? ”

Jiang Wuji: "As soon as the word is spoken, it is difficult for the horse to chase, but what I am talking about is the best effort, not the certainty, whether it can be completed depends on whether what you say is difficult for me." ”

"Okay, good, good......"

Gao Ningtai leaned against the cold snowdrift, and his old face had a wry smile.

Ever since he fell into the trap of the Cold Heaven Gate, both he and the sect master couldn't help themselves.

He wanted Jiang Wujian to go to the Cold Heaven Gate to save his wife and children, but when he said it, he changed for some reason.

"My disciples of the Howling Wind Sect are innocent, even if they have participated in this matter, they have been coerced by us old guys, not their original intention, people are not saints and sages, who can be without fault? They're just protecting themselves. ”

"Know right from wrong, debate good and evil, know virtue and reason, and turn back...... You said this, and the old man only hopes that you will keep your promise and let them go down the mountain after leaving here......"

Gao Ningtai was afraid that Jiang Wujian would regret killing them all, or in his heart, he should kill them all.

Therefore, under the circumstance that Jiang Wujian had already intentionally let go of these disciples, he still asked for a promise.

"Heaven is evil, it is still violated; and thou shalt not live. ”

Jiang Wuji nodded and said lightly: "I can agree to this matter, but if they don't know what to do, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Gao Ningtai nodded, and then glanced at the disciples around him: "Have you all written it down?" ”

No one responded, so Gao Ningtai asked again.

"Today's fruit is my sect's own fault, don't take revenge, after going down the mountain, you can write it down in front of the Mo Ti Xiaofeng Sect?"

"It's all written down!"

"Brother...... Disciple remember. ”

Receiving the response from the disciples, Gao Ningtai let out a long breath, and his face was a little more relieved.

He looked at Jiang Wujian and said, "Go further, you will see some ...... Some things, those are poisonous people refined by the Cold Heaven Gate, remember not to touch their blood, if you accidentally get infected, cut off immediately, otherwise the poison in a stick of incense will spread all over the body, and there is no way to return to the sky......"

"In addition, there is a girl with different pupils and scales, Han Tianmen attaches great importance to it, I don't know why, you can do it yourself."

"Poisoner?"

"There are poisonous people in our sect?"

"Bloodstained Excision...... So what if I get a catch on my neck or eyes......"

The sound of rustling sounded.

Jiang Wuji bowed slightly, then looked at Gao Ningtai, who couldn't hold it anymore, and asked, "What to do with your bones?" Do you want me to ask someone or let your disciples bring them back to their hometowns? ”

Gao Ningtai shook his head, and his gradually distracting gaze seemed to be looking at the vast and boundless cold snowfield.

"Life and death have their own fixed numbers, I have two out of sixty, but I don't have a young man who lives thoroughly."

"Looking back suddenly, it seems that it was in vain to come to the world, but it is better to be buried here, and it can be regarded as having come."

“……”

"This young man, that's it...... Don't ...... it."