Can You Call a Scholar A Villain?

Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 83

Tang Mian had a hole in his unwavering heart.

After he finished saying these words, his whole body seemed to have his soul drawn out, and he instantly collapsed, as if he had lost his faith.

Indeed, he chose to betray his own beliefs.

"Very good." Murong Lin nodded with satisfaction and released the hand on Lu Haimiao's neck.

Lu Haimiao's eyes were already full of tears.

She heard that Tang Mian broke the precepts of his sect in order to save himself, and suffered inner torment and pain.

She now knows her place in Tang Mian in mind.

But she wasn't happy at all.

How uncomfortable is Tang Mian now? How bleak?

Lu Haimiao felt that she was a waste, not only could not help the man she loved, but also made him suffer such humiliation in order to save herself.

Lu Haimiao angrily wanted to strike back.

But she knew she was no match for Murong Lin.

Feeling that Murong Lin released the spiritual power that had been suppressed on him, Lu Haimiao could finally take a step.

Tang Mian looked at her from the other side, full of regret and unwillingness.

At this moment, Murong Lin extended the hand and slid the thin knife on his hand slightly.

Under the bright moonlight, the blade of the thin knife shone with white moonlight, with wisps of chill, like the cold engraved on the bones.

Half of the thin blade of this thin knife is still in the moonlight.

Where is the other half?

Tang Mian turned his head to look and found that the other half of the thin knife had penetrated into Lu Haimiao's back.

But Lu Haimiao didn't seem to feel anything, and continued to walk until her body came out of the blade of the thin knife, still unaware that she had been stabbed.

Tang Mian just took the jade slip he just took out and prepared to hand over a copy of Tang Sect's Seven Great Dharma records to Murong Lin.

When he saw that Lu Haimiao's face gradually turned pale, but still had a smile on his face, his heart was broken.

Behind, Murong Lin was still holding his thin knife, but his eyes were mocking.

There is not a trace of blood on the white blade, even if it has been stabbed in the back before, it is still thin and cool, without the slightest temperature. LOAD

This is Di Qinglin's knife.

It is also Murong Lin's knife.

"The air is higher than the sky and the heart is thinner than the knife", this is the ruthless Blade Technique.

And Lu Haimiao, who was killed, still did not feel that her life was passing.

She threw herself into Tang Mian's arms, crying and trying to say something, but was unable to speak because of the grief stuck in her throat.

She didn't know why Tang Mian's eyes still looked so sad and desolate.

But she did feel that Tang Mian was sad for herself.

This shows that Tang Mian also loves himself in his heart.

She was a little happy for a while, but she collapsed weakly in Tang Mian's arms.

Tang Mian knelt down with her, held her in his arms, and looked at her sadly.

As a Tang Sect person, he has long felt that Lu Haimiao's internal organs have been completely abolished with an invisible scar, gradually losing their function.

Lu Haimiao is now holding a sigh of relief with the spirit power that she keeps inputting.

"You...can..."

Lu Haimiao lay in Tang Mian's arms, her eyes began to be blurred.

She felt as if the entire world was left with only herself and Tang Mian, and no one else.

No father killed, no master controlled, no Great Demon.

She wanted to hear Tang Mian say that.

That sentence I have been looking forward to for a long time.

"Can you... say..."

She said it intermittently.

The delicate expression on his face began to weaken.