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Chapter 50: Swinging the sword is to protect those behind you

Lu Buwei's mind changed and he wanted to avoid exposing the family scandal, let alone the scandal of the Queen Mother of a country, so he handed over his hand and said:

"The subordinates of Lao Ai have offended the superiors and blasphemed the Queen Mother, bringing shame to the Qin State. The subordinates proposed that Lao Ai should be removed from the position of Changxin Marquis, and the whole clan would sit together and behead him in public!"

After saying that, he glanced at several ministers and understood.

If you want to survive, it's time to take a stand.

"What the Prime Minister said is absolutely true. Lao Ai's heart is worthy of death. She insulted the Queen Mother and brought trouble to the Qin State. She should be punished!"

"There is such a scumbag in the Qin State. I don't like him. I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his blood, twitch his muscles, crush his bones and raise ashes."

"Don't stop me. I will personally lead people to capture his entire family. If you let one go, I will lose."

"I'll go too. Lao Ai is so miserable. If she doesn't kill her, it won't be enough to vent her anger."

It turned out that the politicians and ministers who were on Lao Ai's side immediately changed their direction, disowned Lao Ai one after another, and cursed her. Some even wanted to lead troops to arrest him.

Lu Buwei smiled in his heart, his goal had been achieved.

"Yes, yes, what you all said makes sense. Lao'ai dares to desecrate this palace and eats the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. Someone is here to arrest the entire Lao'ai clan!"

Zhao Ji got off the donkey shunpo and quickly asked the guards to catch the man.

When they reach their status, emotions are just seasoning, and power is eternal.

Once their core interests are touched, they will give them up without hesitation.

The imperial troops immediately marched out. Lu Buwei was worried about the danger and secretly glanced at the shadow in the corner.

The shadow disappeared instantly.

How could Lu Buwei let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to overthrow his political opponents? The whole Lao'ai family, not even any of his disciples, could escape.

In the fantasy realm, Lao Ai was unaware of the outside world, intoxicated by the power she had gained, and gradually became obsessed with it.

"This is the feeling of having power, not bad, not bad, hahaha."

On the sixth day, he sacrificed everyone in the seven kingdoms.

Gained tremendous power.

But he was not satisfied with the status quo and set his sights on Tiandao Academy.

On a rainy night, he went to the academy.

Killing students and elders one after another like a devil.

"Too weak, too weak, you are simply too weak."

"Kneel down and beg me, kneel down and beg me."

"Killing you will give me greater power."

Lao Ai fought his way from the front door to the central hall of Tiandao Academy, where there was a majestic figure that he once dared not look directly at or raise his head.

"It's all your fault. If I kill you, I will be the real immortal!"

Lao Ai rushed towards the central hall like crazy. Her majestic figure could not be seen clearly. She seemed to be smiling lightly and slowly stretched out a finger.

This finger is like an emperor who reigns over the world, like a supreme overlord descending to the mortal world, carrying the power to destroy the world and reopen the era, slowly approaching him.

Lao Ai's lost sanity suddenly became sober, and she was confused for a while.

Countless thoughts flashed through, countless memories emerged.

puff

Boom!dong dong dong!
"Master, spare my life." Lao Ai knelt down and kept kowtowing, but that finger did not stop and lightly tapped between Lao Ai's eyebrows.

In an instant, the picture of heaven and earth shattered, and Lao Ai slowly opened her eyes on the ladder to heaven.

"Illusion."

He murmured to himself, and a small mark between his eyebrows slowly grew larger.

Click click.

A stream of blood flowed down, and he raised his head unconsciously, his eyes filled with horror.

"No, no. It's not true!"

Lao Ai panicked, her mentality exploded, she rolled down on the ground and gradually disappeared into the clouds of the ladder.

"Hmph! He blasphemed the dean and the Tiandao Academy. He died so easily. It was too easy for him." A palace master snorted.

When they saw Lao Ai's fantasy scene, they felt angry.

Who is he? He has learned some magic skills and dares to kill Tiandao Academy.

One slap could kill him.

The most terrible thing is that this guy actually wanted to kill the dean and eat the dragon's liver and phoenix's gallbladder.

"He's not that cheap." A palace master surrounded by black mist slowly walked out, his palms spread out, and a transparent humanoid figure appeared.

The phantom was in pieces and wailing continuously. From the expression, it could be seen that it was in great pain, and it seemed that it had been severely punished.

Smiles appeared on the lips of all the palace masters.

"It would be better for the Master of the Demon Palace to capture this person's true soul."

"Put him in the oil pan and fry him for a thousand years first."

"Is this person not yet at the stage of condensing a true soul?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace grinned: "So I, the Lord of the Palace, initiated his cultivation from a mortal to the Dragon Transformation Realm, and then slowly peeled off his true soul."

All the palace masters were very satisfied. The Dragon Transformation Realm is an important stage for the transformation of the true soul into the divine soul. The true soul is extremely strong. Stripping the true soul in this realm is tantamount to the cruelest punishment in the world.

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace was frightened in his heart, and secretly hated Lao Ai for not learning anything but choosing to learn the evil skills of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

After studying, I still want to kill the dean. Isn't this just hitting him in the face with a small fist?

He glanced at Lin Wuya cautiously, feeling terrified.

Once the dean becomes angry, whoever can bear it will be killed immediately.

As a big devil, how could he swallow this breath? With a move of his left hand, an exquisite jade bottle appeared.

"Soul-Eating Demonic Bottle!"

All the palace masters took a deep breath, asking for any hatred or resentment, please bring out the soul-eating demon bottle.

Exquisiteness is its expression, but what's inside is the scariest thing. This treasure is the life magic weapon of the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. It has been refined for thousands of years, and there are countless resentful souls inside it.

Once the true soul of Lao Ai enters, he will enjoy the emperor-level resentful soul package.He was tortured every minute, every second, every moment, which made him miserable. It was a living, endless purgatory.

Lin Wuya was indifferent to this, and he was not that boring to compete with the ants.

His eyes were fixed on the young man on the screen.

All the palace masters followed his eyes.

In one scene, a dull young man was seen waving a sword continuously.

Split, thrust, point; lift, collapse, cut, a few simple movements are performed back and forth, but the essence is never clear.

But the young man's face did not show sadness, but became more serious.

A few years passed, and the dull boy grew into a handsome boy.

His whole body was full of vitality, and there was light in his eyes.

However, his swordsmanship was still lacking.

"Let's go travel outside." An old man said this to him.

So he carried a thick bag on his back and was going to sail away today.

Master and his childhood sweetheart came to see him off. After walking away, he waved: "Master, don't worry, I am happy and wise."

The stupid young man held his sword to the end of the world and saw the sea, the mountains, the sinister human heart, and the desolation of the general situation.

But he is still the same as before, drawing a sword to help when there is injustice, although he is beaten most of the time.

Give away the little food you have left to others, and use your money to help more people.

"You gave me food, what did you eat?"

"I still have."

"How can I survive if you give me money?"

"I still have."

"How can you defend yourself without your sword?"

"I...still have fists, hahaha."

People looked at him like a fool, but he had no regrets.

A few years later, the boy is still the same as before. Even though he is like a beggar, his eyes are still shining. He believes that tomorrow will still be beautiful.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

After experiencing betrayal, abandonment and complex human feelings, he dragged his skinny body back. At this time, his hair was messy and his beard was like a broom, resembling a savage.

"Master, I'm back." The young man's eyes were full of longing.

What awaited him was a city full of beacons and flames.

The master is dead and the childhood sweetheart is missing.

When the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, he picked up a spear and joined the army of restoring the country.

In a few years, he became a general with his perseverance of not being afraid of death and not giving up.

A few years later, the foreign enemies were expelled and the young man was awarded the title of general.

That year, my hair was gray.

"I order you to attack the city and seize the territory."

"A sword is meant to protect the person behind you, not to take the lives of innocent people!"

The new king wanted to invade other countries, but he refused.

He went to jail.

Suffer severe punishment.

A few years later, he was released and demoted to a commoner.

He never married and had no children, so he returned to his dilapidated cabin to spend his remaining years in peace.

During the day, he worked hard to make a living and did all the dirty work. His eyes, already aged and vicissitudes of life, still radiated a dazzling light.

People pointed their fingers, but no one could imagine that the clumsy old man in their eyes was once a prominent general of a country.

In the past few years, he dragged his dilapidated body to practice sword practice again, and many past events came to mind, making him laugh uncontrollably.

The new king's expedition failed and the front line retreated.

The enemy army swept in again.

The old troops found him, and he resolutely dragged his old body into battle.

For a time, the enemy army was defeated.

Unfortunately, God failed to fulfill people's wishes, and the king was weak and took the initiative to beg for surrender.

Use him as a bargaining chip in exchange for a country's peace.

His subordinates urged him to proclaim himself king, but he decisively refused, put on prison clothes and shackles, and took the initiative to go to the enemy's prison.

The old man was tortured, but there was no fear in his eyes.

The enemy general saw him here and was extremely respectful; "Old general, your king has become a prisoner. Our king appreciates you very much. As long as you join our country, the king is willing to treat you as a general."

He refused without any hesitation.

The moment he went to the guillotine, there was a sound in his ears.

"Do you regret it?"

He recalled his past and had encountered many opportunities to become rich and famous in his life. If he had to choose again, he would still choose the same way.

With a slight smile on his face, he said loudly: "The sword in your hand is to protect the person behind you, not a weapon to kill innocent people."

The sword and ax fell, and the scene in front of him turned into darkness.

Jing Ke woke up from the illusion.

"Innocent heart!" Lin Wuya stood up.

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(End of this chapter)