MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 560 wake

  Chapter 560 Awakening

   "I really want to ask someone for justice, but it's impossible."

  Jin Wusuan said hoarsely: "The source of the matter is the father of Yu State, and it is the imperial court, the school and the Zhenfu Department who assisted in covering up the inside story.

  Personally executed and killed everyone I know, one is the closed disciple of the abbot of Tiantai Mountain, and the other is a promising young doctor of Luli Academy.

  And I am just an ordinary person without any potential for cultivation. "

Jin Wusuan glanced at his bony palm, and said calmly: "The sad thing about this story is that even though I have suffered a lot, made unimaginable efforts, and became the most powerful businessman in Yu Country, I still repay you. no revenge.

  Times have changed. The Jieyi sect in the former Sui Dynasty, who was so rampant and even dared to assassinate the royal family members, no longer exists.

  The monks and Taoist priests whom I want to seek revenge have all become great practitioners in the Candle Sky Realm.

  A monk who has the ability to kill two people has no motivation to assassinate—that would offend Tiantai Mountain and Luli Academy at the same time;

   Assassins who are willing to kill two people are incapable—if they want to stably siege, quickly kill a Candle Xiao cultivator, and get away safely, at least three people in the same realm are needed.

   Money can buy many things in this world, but it cannot buy the life of my enemy. "

  Jin Wusuan laughed at himself and said: "When I finally found a poison that was said to be able to kill Brother Zhuxiao,

   Through the dead men whom I have secretly cultivated and sent to Tiantai Mountain and Luli Academy over the years, when I vote for you, I have family members again.

  Looking at the baby in the swaddle holding my finger, the courage accumulated in the past so many years subsided unconsciously.

   What if, what if the poison did not kill you but made you vigilant?

  Or after you die, Tiantai Mountain and Luli Academy, through divination methods that I don’t know, find out that I killed you.

   At that time, I will once again lose everything I have. "

   Everyone present had different expressions, Ji Xingwang hesitated to speak several times, Lu Qingya remained silent, and the butler next to Jin Wusuan was extremely astonished.

  He finally understood why a long time ago, when he accidentally ran into Jin Wusuan holding his young son and talking to himself, the expression on his face was so complicated and weird.

   "To be honest, I appreciate you."

  Jin Wusuan turned his head, looked at Li Ang, and calmly said: "You and I both came from remote borders, relying on our own ingenuity and a little bit of luck, we made our way in this city that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

  Maybe there really is some kind of providence, Jianquan died in your hands.

   It makes me feel sorry, relieved, and, sorry.

  Especially at the end of last autumn, after learning the news that I was dying, I still decided to add the ending to my story.

  At least when I go down to Netherworld, when I face those parents, relatives, friends, and childhood sweethearts whose faces I can no longer remember, I can have something to say. "

  ".So, you broke the bridge?"

  A doctor from Luli Academy asked.

"yes."

  Jin Wusuan nodded and said: "It's not difficult, the railway tracks and bridges built in many places have the participation of my name.

   Without much effort, the bridge was made to collapse naturally.

   Originally, what I wanted to see was that Lu Qingya personally killed his wife, children, disciples and grandchildren in order to protect himself.

  Or Lu Qingya is willing to commit suicide in order to protect others.

  Unfortunately, the plan was disrupted. "

   "You madman,"

  Someone in the crowd scolded angrily: "In order to avenge one's own personal revenge, innocent people are also involved! Someone died because of you, and the blame will be settled on your head!"

   These words will not have any effect on a person who has the will to die and is eager to die with the enemy.

Jin Wujuan's expression was indifferent, and he just laughed it off, and just looked straight at Lu Qingya, "You, your wife and children, your disciples and students are all trapped in the ghost realm, weakening all the time, Go to death.

  If you want to cancel the ghost domain, you have to kill me. Just like you couldn't do it thirty-three years ago. "

  Lu Qingya closed her eyes, her expression neither sad nor happy.

  The aura cannot be recovered in the ghost domain. He first released the dragon's breath technique in the Candle Sky Realm, and then was continuously drawn aura by an unknown number of nightmares.

   Now the air sea is half empty.

  The remaining half, I don’t know if they can break through the nightmare of the nightmare.

   Whoosh—

  A flying sword pierced the sky, not from the people of Luli Academy, but from a guard not far behind Jin Wusuan.

  With a ferocious expression and a fluctuating killing intent, he manipulated the flying sword to strike directly at Jin Wusuan's head.

   The revenge that has been endured for decades?

  What does that have to do with me! I just want to live.

  The flying sword pierced through the air, and the housekeeper next to Jin Wusuan was just an ordinary person, with the afterimage of the long sword reflected in his eyes, there was no time to remind him, or move his body to block the blow for Jin Wusuan.

   Hum!

  The long sword stopped suddenly about an inch from the back of Jin Wusuan's neck.

  The whole sword seemed to be frozen, frozen in the air, motionless, including the decorative fringe flying behind the hilt.

   "You all guessed one thing wrong."

  Jin Wusuan said slowly, his palm stretched out and touched something in front of him—a bronze box covered with copper rust quietly emerged from the air.

   "The Nightmare Tapir is much older and more powerful than you imagined."

  Jin Wusuan slowly pushed the heavy lid of the bronze box,

  As the copper rust on the surface of the box shakes off, the indoor light dims rapidly.

   A strong heartbeat came from the box.

  Something is waking up.

   "Stop him!"

  Chen Wanyi couldn't hold back any longer, stepped forward, touched his hands and fingers back and forth, completed the tedious and complicated prayers and praises in the blink of an eye, and summoned Haotian Shenhui above Jin Wusuan's head.

  The fiery flames of the gods fell, and the surrounding tables, chairs, benches, and even the masonry floor were all melted by high temperature.

  But Jin Wusuan himself was intact and continued to push the bronze box away.

  Boom!

  The violent heartbeat sounded again in the bronze box, and Chen Wanyi's figure stopped suddenly, with a look of panic on his face.

  He found that he couldn't move his limbs, couldn't move his sight, and his thinking seemed to be frozen, and it declined rapidly.

  And in the eyes of others, the whole scene is even more horrifying—

  Chen Wanyi froze at first, and then began to retreat along the path he came from.

  His figure quickly became shorter, and his face became tender rapidly.

  Thirty years old, twenty years old, ten years old.

  When he returned to the original position, he had already turned into a one-year-old baby, lying naked in loose adult clothes, his eyes were dazed and innocent, he made a baby sound of babbling, and raised his hand to **** his fingers.

   "Treat reality as a dream and manipulate it at will. This is the power of the nightmare."

  Under the bronze cauldron cover pushed away by Jin Wujuan, a pair of animal eyes suddenly lit up.

  (end of this chapter)