Chapter 228: Master and apprentice are like father and son
Wan Qing looked at Ling Nanzi with no expression on his face, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Master, the poison on your body has been resolved?"
Ling Nanzi's face froze, and his expression became a little unnatural, and he opened his mouth and said, "Have I ever been poisoned?
"It seems that Han Fu used his blood to relieve the poison for you. Wan Qing said calmly, her deep voice spreading far away in the silent night, "No wonder Lu Yuan killed him so easily." ”
Ling Nanzi's expression turned sharp when he heard this, and he asked loudly, "What did you say?"
Wan Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he continued: "Han Fu has seen through Lu Yuan's identity as an undercover agent, so Lu Yuan wants to kill him, Han Fu is dying and counterattacking and seriously injuring Lu Yuan, and now both of them are dead, and their bodies are on the rooftop. ”
"Impossible!" Ling Nanzi's body shook and almost fell, he stood there tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "I understand the temperament of Han Fu and Lu Yuan, they are not the ones who will kill each other!"
Wan Qing looked at Ling Nanzi and suddenly said, "Yes, they are indeed not such people. What I have just said is not true. In fact, Han Fu found out that I secretly poisoned you, so I wanted to clean up the door, and Lu Yuan's identity was discovered by me, and I had to sneak attack and kill Han Fu under my coercion. ”
Wan Qing looked at Ling Nanzi quietly and continued: "This is the truth, Han Fu and Lu Yuan have both died in Zhantiantai now. ”
"Wan Qing!" Ling Nanzi roared angrily, the wind lamps on the surrounding walls were shocked by an invisible momentum, and between the light and shadow, there seemed to be countless ghosts dancing in the shadows in the courtyard, "Why don't you cherish the opportunity given to you by your teacher!"
"How long are you going to lock me up in Dishui Cliff this time?Thirty years, or for a lifetime?" Wan Qing's expression was blank, and there was no trace of waves in his tone, "I found a way to communicate with the Tianwai Tianmo family in my father's relics before, and my father's suicide note mentioned that you have a vendetta with Tianwaitian, and once you inform Tianwaitian of the fact that your Dao heart collapsed, it will inevitably lead the Mo family to send someone to assassinate you." ”
"Dao heart collapse...... Ling Nanzi said silently, and then said with a wry smile: "Yes, I have done so many wrong things in my life, and it is reasonable for my Dao heart to collapse." ”
Wan Qing suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Three months ago, I changed all the incense in the apse. There is an ingredient in the current incense that has a taste of Luohe grass, which will produce hallucinations after a long time. You dreamed of the old man the night before, and the Great Wilderness Sutra occasionally got out of control, all thanks to this grass. Of course, if you don't feel guilty in your heart, this Luohe grass will not have such an obvious effect on you. ”
Wan Qing looked at Ling Nanzi's pale face and continued: "The Great Wilderness Sutra is a very important matter, if you feel that it is inappropriate, you will inevitably pass it on to others, whether you pass it on to Ling Shengxue or Jiang Jianqiu, as long as the Great Wilderness Sutra is not on you, the chances of the Mo family assassin succeeding will naturally be much greater. It's just that I didn't expect that the killer couldn't bear to do it in the end and spared your life. Otherwise, why would you want me to poison you again? ”
Ling Nanzi smiled bitterly, his body was shaky, and said, "You confess, what are you thinking about so much?"
"Master, I naturally know how you treat me. But in the past three years, under the dripping cliff, my father's appearance has always lingered in front of my eyes. These three years have been like a nightmare for me that I can't wake up from. The revenge of killing my father, the grace of nurturing, on the one hand, the hatred of the sea of blood, on the other hand, the grace is as heavy as a mountain, why does God tease me like this!"
Wan Qing's voice suddenly began to become high-pitched, and there was a faint anger in his voice, "Now that I have completed all the plans step by step in accordance with my father's deathbed instructions, I have no guilt for my father." Before Wan Qing left this photo wall today, he only begged the master to give him death!"
After speaking, Wan Qing turned over and knelt down, prostrate on the ground, and lay there quietly without making any sound.
Ling Nanzi, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard at this moment, was already in tears, he looked at Wan Qing on the ground, choked and speechless. After a long time, he walked slowly in front of Wan Qing, choked up and said, "Wan Qing, you and I are called master and apprentice, and we are like father and son. You have made such a great mistake, and I must kill you in the sense of justice. ”
"Now that I think about it, I have been burdened by righteousness in my life, and I have not even let go of my brothers and best friends wherever the bloody knife started, leaving a lifetime of regret. Now, you want me to kill you with my own hands in the name of righteousness...... I'm tired and don't want to kill anymore......"
"Master!" Wan Qing raised his head, his face was already full of tears. In the tumbling sea of clouds in the sky, suddenly a thick purple lightning bolt jumped out of the sea of clouds, slashing towards the top of Huaishan Mountain with the momentum of thunder. In the dazzling thunder light, I saw a snow-bright sword light flashing from between Wan Qing and Ling Nanzi!
With a mournful roar, a bloody light rose into the sky, and the Blood Demon Knife automatically broke through the air, bringing up a red afterimage and slashing towards Wan Qing!
With a wave of one hand, Ling Nanzi firmly grasped the blade of the demon knife, which couldn't stop beating and trembling in his palm, eager to break through the air. Blood rolled down Ling Nanzi's arm and dripped onto Wan Qing's face. At this moment, Wan Qing was holding a bright sword in his hand, and the blade had pierced deeply into Ling Nanzi's chest.
"Why don't you let the bloody knife cut down?Why don't you kill me to end this, why don't you end my endless nightmare?!" Wan Qing trembled at the moment, and his face was as hideous as a demon.
Ling Nanzi's face was as pale as paper, he squeezed out a smile and shook his head at Wan Qing, and then the old man pulled back slowly, Wan Qing's sword pulled out of his body inch by inch, and finally came out of his body, and a stream of blood gushed out.
Ling Nanzi took a few steps back, sat down on the ground abruptly, and said in a deep voice, "This sword is what I owe to you. It's good to pay it back now, this will die, and if I can pay back some, I will pay it back, and I will be able to relax when I go on the road. The grievances between our previous generations are over, don't think about it, this Huaishan faction will depend on you to carry it forward in the future......"
"No, I don't want to continue to survive this nightmare, I'm fed up!" Wan Qing reversed his sword, and the sword light lit up, and he was about to stab himself in the chest!
At this moment, a figure was as fast as a flash of wind and lightning, flying across the courtyard and rushing to Ling Nanzi who was sitting on the ground, the man stretched out his hand to connect the dots, quickly sealed the acupuncture points near Ling Nanzi's sword wound, stopped the flowing blood, and then took out a handful of pills from his arms and stuffed them all into Ling Nanzi's mouth.
Immediately, the man stood up and looked coldly at Wan Qing, who was about to raise his sword to commit suicide, with a hint of chill in his voice: "A person like you is not worthy of suicide!"
Under the dim light all around, the person who came was dressed in black, his hair fluttered slightly, and there was no expression on his cold face, it was Ling Shengxue.
Wan Qing was stunned for a moment, stopped the blade in his hand, he looked at the woman in front of him who was as cold as ice and snow, gradually, a flame burned in his eyes, Wan Qing's voice was full of bitter hatred: "Ling Shengxue, our ten thousand families have a deep hatred in the sea of blood, you will pay it back for your father today!" (To be continued.) )