Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 88
"Mother, mother, wake up, mother"

"My son, my son"

"Father, what's wrong with you, Dad, wake up, I don't want candied haws anymore, Dad, woo woo woo."

Murong Fu squatted on the eaves blankly, looking down at the scene below.

The distance between the eaves and the ground is only three feet, which is the height of two floors, but at this moment it has become the most insurmountable distance in the world.Above three feet is the world, and below three feet is hell on earth.

Ding Chunqiu's poisonous smoke was easily dodged by Murong Fu, but the remaining force spread to the common people nearby.

By the time Murong Fu reacted and desperately reminded everyone to disperse, it was already too late.

Except for a group of Beggar Clan disciples who happened to be in the upper air, and listened to Murong Fu's reminder, they dispersed in time, the remaining ordinary people, none of them took Murong Fu's heart-piercing roar to heart.

In their cognition, the rivers and lakes are far away from them, as far away as an unknown sea in the distance, and they will never set foot in it in their lifetime.Their ancestors grew up in the village for generations, and the farthest they have traveled in their life is to go to the market during the slack season.Three meals a day and the two acres of Susukida under their feet are far more important to them than "South Murong, North Qiaofeng".Throughout the year, the cycle repeats itself, and life is difficult and dull.

Many of them should have lived their lives peacefully and peacefully in this way, and then lay quietly on the bed and left reluctantly amidst the cries of their loved ones.

Instead of being accidentally pressed the pause button of life in a certain afternoon like now.

Murong Fu squatted on the eaves, asking himself a question repeatedly in his mind: "Why should I hide?"

With my own martial arts, there are at least three ways to deal with the poison that the opponent hastily shot out, but I subconsciously chose to avoid it.

Does it mean that they are partly responsible for the suffering these people have suffered?
He ran to a child crying with his mother in his arms, trying to pull him away, but before he could touch the child's hand, the child fell down beside the mother's body. I opened it, and ran back when I found something wrong.

The weaker ones were poisoned and died on the spot, while the stronger ones barely supported themselves, vomiting profusely.

He felt dizzy in fits and starts.

Sadness, anger, remorse... all kinds of negative emotions filled his heart.

"Ding Chunqiu, damn thief, die for me!"

The extreme anger made his eyes red, and under the excitement, the sword energy burst out, Shaoze, Shaochong and Shangyang's three swordsmanship were used at the same time, and the three sword energy approaching two feet pierced towards Ding Chunqiu .

Ding Chunqiu felt an unprecedented sense of crisis rushing over his face, this feeling was like standing naked in an ice cellar and being poured a bucket of ice water.

He didn't see how the opponent made the move at all, he only felt that there was an incomparably fierce momentum locking him.

Almost instinctively, he activated the heart formula of the Little Formless Kung Fu in an instant.The origin of his little Wuxiang Gong is not clear, and he has not learned it very deeply.It's just because the exercises emphasize tranquility and inaction, and the mind wanders too far, which is contrary to his xinxing. In addition, what he has learned is only part of it, and he has not seen the whole picture, so his power is limited.

But after all, it is an advanced Taoist practice. Over the years, I don't know how many times it has helped him escape life and death crises.

Today, however, that good fortune seems to be coming to an end.

The invisible sword energy swept across his left hand, and the unparalleled sharpness of the sword cut off half of his palm in an instant.The fracture is as smooth as a mirror, no matter how skilled a swordsman is, it cannot be done to this extent.

"Invisible sword energy? Six-veined sword?!"

This term flashed in his mind, and it was only at this moment that he felt the real fear, which was better than the entanglement and panic when he took a huge risk to attack Wu Yazi many years ago and betrayed his sect.

"It's going to die, it's really going to die!"

People who ignore the lives of others tend to value their own lives very much.Many lunatics who have committed the most heinous crimes and killed countless people can easily take away other people's precious lives at a very low price, but they themselves are often full of ugly faces when facing the trial of death. The one that comes out doesn't matter.

Ding Chunqiu is such a person.Although his martial arts combined with poisoning skills has already been said to be unique in the world, he is almost invincible, and he can be called a master-level figure who founded a sect.However, once faced with the violence that could take his life, he was as cowardly as a dwarf in his heart, and he no longer had half the demeanor of the old fairy he advertised himself. He would kneel down to the other party without hesitation.

This kind of psychology is difficult for normal people to understand, but it has actually been staged in reality.

To give an example, it's like a group of beasts from a certain country who once committed heinous crimes in a foreign country.They burned, killed and looted the land where other people lived for generations, doing all kinds of evil.They take pleasure in taking the lives of others and believe in the law of violence.Killing women and children is their great feat.But one day, when death fell on them, they were as despicable as a group of the worst bugs.In the years that followed, their descendants emphasized over and over again the suffering they had endured, casting themselves as victims, but never mentioning the crimes they committed in the past.

Beads of sweat oozed from Murong Fu's forehead.Simultaneously using the three-way swordsmanship is still too much for him now.But he couldn't control so much, anger occupied all of his heart.

Does high martial arts mean that human life is worthless?Ordinary people who go out to buy groceries, what's wrong with them?As human beings, why can some people freely control the lives of others?

"Kill the butcher!"

There was a voice deep in his heart that was desperately shouting at Murong Fu.

The moment Ding Chunqiu's palm was cut off, Murong Fu felt an unprecedented pleasure.As if he is a god living in the clouds, using the sword in his hand to judge the sins of the world.

But he is too young and inexperienced after all.As soon as his blood surged up, he couldn't care about anything else. He swung the invisible sword energy of the Six Meridians Excalibur as an ordinary iron rod to vent his inner resentment. He ignored all sword techniques and moves. up.

Originally, if his three ways of swordsmanship were used at the same time, it would be enough to completely seal all Ding Chunqiu's escape routes, but now he has lost all reason, it seems that the three ways of swordsmanship are coming fiercely, but in fact there is no way.Except for chopping off half of Ding Chunqiu's palm in the first blow, there was no major achievement, only a few bloody gashes were cut on his body.

Ding Chunqiu saw this opportunity, took advantage of the gap, and grabbed a disciple's corpse on the ground with his intact right hand.The corpse was instantly coated with the unique "rotting corpse poison" of the Xingxiu Sect.Ding ChunQiu immediately threw it towards Murong Fu.

The sudden change made Murong Fu's mind a little bit clearer, and he didn't dare to avoid it anymore, fearing that this sentence of poisonous corpse would hurt more innocent people.So he suddenly used his true energy, and struck out with two palms, pushing the poisonous corpse back towards Ding ChunQiu.

What Ding Chunqiu wanted was this result, he didn't intend to retaliate at all, he just took advantage of this gap, tipped his toes, used the Xiaoyao Pai Qinggong, and fled quickly.

　I don't know if the protagonist's mentality will be called the Holy Mother.But I think this is the most real psychology of an ordinary person.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)