Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Dream Remains
Originally, Jin Mu, who had dissipated most of his confidence in this war, was now leaving with Qingxiang's departure, and his thoughts of wanting to fight were even more slight, and he shook his head helplessly, and then Jin Mu looked at Wang Fei with an angry look.
"Hmph!" When Jin Mu looked at Wang Fei, he snorted coldly, this cold snort sound, as if to say, Wang Fei, you are dead.
Then Kaneki walked to the place where there were only about a hundred people, and unlike Qingxiang, he did not take the boat, but stood alone on the one and left alone.
After the hundred disciples of the Heart Whispering Sect saw their sect leave, they all ran to the last boat as fast as possible, and under the control of a person from the unearthly realm, they followed Jin Mu.
At this moment, Jin Mu, who was alone on a boat, looked so lonely and bitter in the afterglow of the evening, as if he had suddenly become an old man who had stepped into the twilight from a vigorous young man.
The high spirits when he came, in stark contrast to the old age and loneliness at this time, in terms of time, only less than three hours have passed.
Only Jin Mu himself knows how much suffering he has endured and how many things that ordinary people can't endure in order to enter the realm of reincarnation, but all of this has become useless at this moment.
Even if it is when the Ancient Secret Realm opens four years later, let alone the Night Country, even if it is the Southern Region of Dongzhou, where the Night Country is located, all the sect families will probably come.
It will even alarm the entire Dongzhou, and then there will be countless families, Tianjiao disciples of the sect, who will come to the secret realm of the Night Kingdom.
In such a situation, the sect has lost so many disciples, even if there is indeed an ancient reincarnation pill in the secret realm, which can make people immediately enter the reincarnation realm, there must not be too many, how can he get his golden wood at that time, or maybe there is no one in the secret realm at all!
For many years, Jin Mu's dream is still the same, even until the eve of the Great War, it has never changed in the slightest, what he wants most is to become the cultivation of the five realms of reincarnation, even if it is only the first realm of the reincarnation realm, he is satisfied, but this dream is completely shattered at this moment.
At this moment, Jin Mu raised his head to the sky and let out a loud roar, his roar was very sad, but also revealed a thick unwillingness, and then I don't know how many years he hadn't cried, and even Jin Mu had forgotten to cry, and tears were dripping down his eyes.
Jin Mu's roar reached the Ling Ge Sect after a breath, and everyone in the Ling Ge Sect heard his roar from afar.
Originally, all the people of the Ling Pavilion Sect hated Jin Mu to the core, and it could be said that the hatred for him had reached the point of being three points into the bones.
But when they heard Kaneki's roar, everyone felt this roar, which contained a deep sense of unwillingness and sadness.
At this moment, they seem to have less hatred for Kaneki, and if they were exchanged for Kaneki, maybe they would be just as cruel as Kaneki, or even more cruel.
Cultivating the Tao is a true word, a worthy one's heart, but if all this is compared with life, it is not worth mentioning, and if there is no lifespan, everything is empty talk.
Especially Mo Wentian and Zhong Jianghe at this moment, after all, the cultivation of the two of them is the highest, from Jin Mu's roar, not only can they hear the unwillingness and sadness in them, but also hear that after a person's hope is shattered, they have a strong intention to die, and the two of them sighed almost at the same time.
Then Mo Wentian walked to where Wang Yue was in a quick step, without pausing, Mo Wentian, who looked solemn, raised his right hand and pinched the trick, and quickly pointed three times towards Wang Yue.
Mo Wentian, who was already seriously injured, turned even paler at the moment, as if a person had been frozen for a long time.
Mo Wentian, who was pale, looked at Wang Fei, as if he had said something, and then Mo Wentian shook his head bitterly, sighed, and walked to where Yang Ge was.
Wang Fei looked at the seriously injured Wang Yue, and looked at Li Wuxue, whose tears kept dripping down beside him, his heart hurt very much, as if someone had passed through a sword.
"Wang Yue's foundation has been destroyed, not only is his cultivation completely empty at the moment, but even in the future, he will no longer be able to cultivate. This is what Fang Cai Mo Wentian said to Wang Fei.
For Wang Yue's injury, Wang Fei knows better than anyone else, so he took away four boats in one go, which is regarded as interest, one day, if there is a trace of success, he will definitely go to the Eternal Gate and the Heart Whispering Gate in person, today's pain is deeply imprinted in Wang Fei's heart.
In fact, since Wang Yue blocked that sword, Wang Fei was the closest, and he already knew the severity of Wang Yue's injuries, and his vitality had lost as much as ninety percent, and he was even close to death.
Therefore, as early as when everyone was dizzy, Wang Fei had already let the old man make a move, although one shot was equivalent to Wang Fei's own loss of life.
But Wang Fei feels that it is too worthwhile, as long as Wang Yue can live, let alone once, even if he uses up both shots, Wang Fei will not hesitate at all!
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry. At this moment, Wang Yue wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, looked at Wang Fei, whose brows were tightly wrinkled, and Li Wuxue, whose face was wet with tears, smiled easily, and said, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
When the scuffle was just now, Wang Yue knew that with his cultivation, he couldn't stop the flying sword, but if he didn't go, Wang Fei would have to worry about his life.
Therefore, even if he knew that it was a serious injury, or even death, he did not hesitate, and after grabbing the flying sword, he did not let go even if it was painful, and he did not take half a step back.
In fact, at this moment, Wang Yue also knew that his injuries were extremely serious, and he even had a feeling of imminent death.
After seeing Wang Fei's expression and Li Wuxue's tears, Wang Yue immediately pretended not to care, Wang Yue himself knew that maybe he would never be able to have cultivation in the future, and he would never be able to cultivate again.
Wang Yue's mother passed away very early, and his father was very busy, for him, Wang Fei and Li Wuxue were his closest people, so when the crisis came, he did not retreat, and he did not regret all this.
At the beginning, Wang Fei, like everyone in the Ling Ge Sect, hated Jin Mu, hated Qingxiang, and even hated the person who injured Wang Yue with a sword, although the person who stabbed Wang Yue was dead, but Wang Fei knew that if there was no Jin Mu and Qingxiang, it would not be such a result.
But when Wang Fei heard Jin Mu's roar, he thought the same as everyone else, if he and Jin Mu were exchanged, he might not be more noble than Jin Mu.
The monk was originally going against the sky, and in order to survive, Kaneki was not wrong.
But this is not to say that if Wang Fei has the opportunity, he will not kill Jin Mu and Qingxiang, they have their reasons, and Wang Fei has his own reasons.
An hour later, after burying the dead people of the sect, everyone in the Ling Ge Sect returned to the sect, and at this moment, Wang Fei's uneasiness in his heart was even stronger and indescribable, and even his panicked body trembled with it.