Chapter 214: Wen Ming, are you going with me?

In the withered sea of Hong Huan flowers, among the ruins of the damaged Ling Zhi.

Su Qianqian held Rao Yinyin, whose breathing had returned to calm, her complexion pale and listless.

She stared blankly at the sword in the masked man's hand in the sky, her eyes full of reluctance.

Because of the choice of that sword, her family was destroyed.

Because she wanted to choose that sword, more cherished people were implicated and died.

Even her master almost perished; if not for Sang Lao's timely appearance, even Xiao Shou brother would have...

Su Qianqian clenched her fists tightly, unable to relax; she wanted to let go, but...

It was so hard!

She heard the masked man's words clearly and had even thought about it before, but the wielder of the sword must face death—that's what her grandfather and she had said.

"Grandfather..."

Her thoughts drifted, Su Qianqian thought of her father, her family, and the words the masked man said when he took the sword.

"Was it my fault?"

Her eyelashes trembled, and large teardrops fell on Rao Yinyin's jade-like face, melting at her lips.

Rao Yinyin opened her beautiful eyes, and her slender hand touched Su Qianqian's face.

She gently wiped away the blood on the little girl's forehead, her voice weak but very firm:

"Protection always comes with sacrifice.Achievements come from love in the heart.The living always have unpleasantness, but because of that, you are even more worthy!"

She shook her head gently.

"No need to be sad."

Su Qianqian's sorrow did not stop; tears fell like rain as she said:"But I don't want the sword; I want them all to be here!"

Rao Yinyin cupped her cheeks, her eyes full of gentleness. This little girl, who pretended to be strong, finally let down all her guards.

She said softly:"Sometimes, we have no choice."

"I hate this sword; I hate them..."

Su Qianqian burst into sobs and buried her face in Rao Yinyin's chest.

Rao Yinyin patted her shoulder in return, her jade-like face showing bitterness.

She turned over her palms, on which there was dried blood—that left in the ruins.

Among the bright red, it seemed as if red light was flowing, outlining a vague silhouette:

It seemed to be a naked woman, wearing shackles, hugging her knees and weeping lowly.

Rao Yinyin sighed silently, Ling Yuan surged, removing the bloodstains, and the red patterns disappeared in an instant.

She stroked the back of the little girl's head and said gently:"Cry it out, vent your pain and dissatisfaction."

"Sometimes, the fault isn't with you, but with this world!"

Buzz—

The "Mu Ming Cheng Xue" in the masked man's hand trembled lightly, and at almost the same time, all the sword cultivators present could feel its sorrow.

A drop of blood was forced out from it, sliding across the snow-white sword body and dripping into the void.

"Mu Ming Cheng Xue" trembled violently, actually breaking free from the masked man's control, wanting to chase after that drop of blood.

However, with a grasp from the masked man, the snow sword returned to his hand.

His fingers stroked the sword body, and after a tremor, "Mu Ming Cheng Xue" returned to silence.

Xiao Qixiu's eyes darkened.

In the end, he still couldn't protect his disciple's treasures. Now it's a sword; in the future...

"Is it still because of insufficient strength?"

Qiao Qianzhi put his hand on his shoulder; at this time, silence was the greatest comfort.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to understand as well; he "perceived" Su Qianqian's position and couldn't help but sigh.

Sometimes, people are always involuntary...

"It seems I don't need to give an answer; the owner of this sword has already made a choice."The masked man had a smile in his eyes.

"Hehe."Cen Qiaofu laughed playfully.

Sang Lao's mouth twitched; the more he looked, the angrier he got, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Bang! Bang!

The white flames burning on the two men exploded, and two clouds of blood mist burst out from their bodies.

"Cough cough."

The masked man cracked on the spot, but the Jian Yi reappeared on his body, pulling and repairing it again.

"Pfft!"Cen Qiaofu directly spat blood, glaring angrily,"You..."

"Qiao Fu!"

The masked man spoke in time; he was really afraid that these two old men would fight again, and if it dragged on endlessly, they might really be held back.

"Get lost, you old man!"Sang Lao said in anger.

For the second time, these guys really treated the Ling Gong as their own backyard?

Coming and going as they please.

But, it seems that's exactly the case right now...

He glared fiercely at Ye Xiaotian.

You said you'd call people, but you only called a useless one!

Ye Xiaotian looked innocent; how was he to know that the Sheng Shen Dian Tang was so perfunctory? He glared fiercely at Jiang Bianyan.

A bunch of idiots!

Jiang Bianyan: ???

"Let's go."

The haggard-faced Cen Qiaofu seemed completely unconcerned about his lifespan; he chopped an axe towards the sky, and the great array was blasted open with a boom.

A huge gap appeared, making Qiao Qianzhi's face twitch.

"Wait."

But the masked man said:"There's one last thing to resolve."

"Hmm?"Cen Qiaofu turned back.

The masked man's gaze shifted and fell on the only young man in the field.

"Wen Ming, do you want to come with me?"

Everyone was stunned, and even Xu Xiaoshou took a moment to react.

Damn, how did it end up involving me?

He quickly retreated a few steps, looking at the four throne bodyguards in front, and only then did his heart feel a bit comforted.

"Wen Ming? Who is Wen Ming?"Xu Xiaoshou looked around.

The masked man: "..."

"You're taking this hedgehog?"Cen Qiaofu was surprised.

Jiang Bianyan also turned back in surprise; the "Sheng Nu" actually took a liking to this kid? What's so special about him?

Just because he dared to stand here and watch the battle?

Sang Lao's face turned cold; he already knew who the masked man was looking for, but unusually, he showed no sign of making a move.

Xu Xiaoshou waited anxiously; last time the masked man wanted to take him away, Sang Lao wasn't anxious, right?

How come this time, he's ignoring it?

Doesn't he love me anymore?

Hah, men!

The masked man still stared intently at Xu Xiaoshou, as if no one else was around:"Kid, as long as you want, I can take you away now."

"No, I don't want to."Xu Xiaoshou refused outright.

"Think about it again."

"I refuse!"

What's there to think about? An evil terrorist organization, no matter how glorious for a while, will eventually flop.

Xu Xiaoshou was very clear-headed; only those without choices would consider it; he didn't want to be a street rat that everyone shouts at.

"Cursed, passive points, +1."

Jiang Bianyan was shocked; this kid's guts are really fat; after witnessing the masked man's combat power, he still dares to speak like this.

Cen Qiaofu was also a bit dumbfounded.

"Good kid, among the juniors I've seen, you're the most courageous hedgehog; this old man admires you!"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

The others were already used to it; even the masked man was somewhat accustomed to his way of speaking.

"Why not come with me?"

The masked man lightly wiped the giant sword in his hand, and the oppressive intent spread out.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed unaware, saying casually:"I'm doing fine in the Ling Gong; why should I go with you? That should be the question!"

The masked man's breath stalled; this kid...

Even though he's used to his speaking style, he still gets choked up!

"Staying here will only bury your talent. Follow me, and I can teach you all the sword arts you desire!"

"All of them?"

Xu Xiaoshou raised an eyebrow; quite the boast!

But...

"Sorry, my sword arts don't need anyone to teach!"