Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 250
North of Jianmu District, the old residence of the Han family.

Lu Youyou, the king of Zhuwang, nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

Just now, Han Guming told her a very candid story.

There is no reservation in the story. It is almost like an old man named Han Guming was ripped off his muscles and bones and dissected for people to see.

There is no taboo or even privacy in the story. As the head of a family and the governor of a city, all his unbearable thoughts are integrated into the story.

Selfless due to personal love, and derailed by personal love, polluted by desolation... This is the life of the old man named Han Guming across the dining table.

Strictly speaking, Han Guming is not actually old. In terms of his cultivation qualifications, from the age of 90 to the late Nascent Soul, he is in his prime.In the Immortal Alliance, among the Nascent Soul Masters with similar qualifications and experiences, there are even those who are over a hundred years old and still look like teenagers.Even Mo Lin's veteran Huang Long, who is decades older than him and slightly less qualified, actually looks younger than Han Guming.

Carrying a heavy burden will naturally lead to aging faster.

Lu Youyou doesn't like this story.

Because when she heard the first word of this story, she felt an indescribable erosion spreading through her body.

Secrets of the wilderness, open and honest.

After a flaw appeared in his heart and was taken advantage of by Desolation, Han Guming gradually mastered a forbidden technique.However, this secret transformation technique, which was considered unpredictable in Mu Yuqing's hands, was surprisingly clumsy when used by Han Guming.

Lu Youyou can clearly feel that the spread of desolate poison is so slow, reckless, and even unconcealed that it can be broken with a finger.

The core key of this desolate secret technique should be swiftness, dexterity, and hidden in the dark, unknown to others.To be open and honest when performing secret techniques, you should also try to use shock, or use questions and answers to attract people's attention, and reduce the provision of effective information.

But Han Guming took care of himself and took out all the secrets in his heart and put them on the table.

Lu Youyou didn't think that the person in front of him would be so clumsy that he didn't understand the trick.Because he has always been known for his intelligence and meticulousness. Whether it is his methods as a governor or his cultivation of immortality, he always thinks more and deeper than others.Even the techniques that he has just learned are often very useful in his hands. Therefore, if Han Guming wants to contaminate someone after transforming into a wilderness, he should do it better than any wild demon. He should never be so unfamiliar.

Therefore, Han Guming's story has only one purpose.

A purpose that was decided before he turned into a desert.

Lu Youyou looked at the person in front of him and said slowly.

"A few days ago, I told you frankly that I was trapped in Han Ying. Soon after, you realized that the original insurance measures had failed, and then you designed a set of backup measures to inform me, and at the same time erased your own memory. . So, I became the only person in Rong City who could kill you. But as you incarnated as Han Wu, your rationality gradually became blurred. Although you couldn't remember what the backup measures were, you could realize that I He may have a killer move in his hand, so after confirming my whereabouts, he took the lead and set up an ambush here."

With that said, Lu Youyou raised his eyes and looked around.

"You may have been thinking at the time, why is this here? What exactly is here, and how can it be the final word for you? You came here before me, and maybe you searched the room, and then..."

Although the wooden house is simple, the interior decoration is particularly warm.Hanging on the wall are portraits drawn by Han Ying himself. From the simple sketches with rough lines at the beginning, to the lifelike and graceful masterpieces that are more beautiful than real people, they seem to witness the growth of Han Ying and the father and daughter who have been dependent on each other for many years. of affection.

Hanging on the hanger is a brocade robe. The workmanship is obviously a little rusty, but every stitch is meticulous and patient. It is a dress Han Ying sewed by herself for her father's birthday.

There is a shark dragon pearl on the long table leaning against the wall, and a photo of Han Guming and his wife is treasured forever in it.Next to the pearl are several pieces of jewelry left by his wife before her death. They are not expensive, but they are all made by Han Guming himself.There are also several exquisite and spiritual spiritual deer dolls at the corner of the desk, which were gifts from Han Guming before his daughter became an adult... Everything is so warm and incompatible with the solemnity at both ends of the dining table.

However, sometimes, the warmth of family affection is sharper and more ruthless than any weapon.

"Han Guming, if you had not transformed the wilderness, you should have immediately thought that the backup measure you left behind when you were a human was this humble wooden house and all the personal feelings contained in the wooden house. When you come here, The moment you get emotional, your defeat is already decided. Therefore, you as a human are still stronger than you as a human being."

While speaking, Lu Youyou stood up and easily broke through Han Guming's desolate pollution that was also understated. Then he walked to Han Guming's side and stretched out the two fingers of his right hand, stabbing the old man's forehead and heart like a dagger.

Han Guming just sat there, with a trace of struggle on his face, but mostly relieved.

After all, he didn't live the life he once hated most.Huahuang could change the stance of most of the Immortal Alliance people and instantly pollute their sanity...but in the end he was defeated in this small wooden house and by his decades of accumulation.

His personal relationship allowed him to overcome desolation, but it was also his personal relationship that allowed him to finally defeat desolation.

Then the story should end here.

However, when Han Guming finally put it down, Lu Youyou's fingers suddenly trembled.

The irritability in my heart reached its peak in an instant.

Does the story end here?Does killing Han Guming count as victory?
Kill this loyal man who has devoted his life to Zhuwang and the Immortal Alliance?In the old family house that he cherished the most, he used the appearance of his most beloved daughter Han Ying! ?

What a beastly thing to do! ?This is not how it should be!There should be a way!
If the Lord were here, she would never succumb to reality, and she would definitely not kill Han Guming. Even though no one in the history of the Immortal Alliance had killed more wild demons than her, Lu Youyou was convinced that Lu Zhiyao would never kill Han Guming. I'll take action here!

She will definitely try her best to find the best of both worlds.Then, she will definitely be able to find that incredible way to turn a tragedy that is about to end grandly into a comedy.

Yes, if it were Lu Zhiyao, she would definitely do this.

However, she is not Lu Zhiyao. In the 500 years after Lu Zhiyao retired, she has been trying hard to catch up and imitate, but she is not Lu Zhiyao after all.

She can only play her role well and be the guardian of the throne on the throne.

Do everything that is conducive to your wishes, implement all national policies that are conducive to the end of famine; restrain your selfish desires to fulfill your king's virtues... Lu Youyou has been consistent for 500 years, and now, there should be no exception.

Lu Youyou's hesitation fell into Han Guming's eyes. The old man mustered up his last bit of strength and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, take action!"

At the same time, in Lu Youyou's mind, the figure that she had been chasing for 500 years, which had been blurry and indistinguishable, suddenly became clear at this moment.

She chuckled and leaned down, reaching out her hand, stroking her head and squeezing her face.

"Xiaolu'er, do it."

(End of this chapter)