mousepad-d2 Chapter 215 It was him
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Chapter 215 It was him
Dai Qisi looked very pessimistic, and said: "You don't even know who this leader is. He has a moody personality, and he doesn't allow others to refute him, let alone his subordinates betray him. Zhou Dian once complained , was slapped to death by his palm, and ended up with no bones left."
Zhou Dian, this person behaves eccentrically, speaks inconsequentially, and curses at every turn, which is very annoying.
But after all, he is one of the five scattered people, so it would be too casual to kill if he said so.
Wang Yang asked curiously: "Since he is so cruel and easy to kill, why did you make him the leader of the sect? Isn't it burning yourself and bringing your own destruction?"
Most of the Ming Cult are people with integrity, such as Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and others are all sensible. It stands to reason that if the leader is so unbearable, even if they lose to the enemy, they would rather die than submit to this person.
Dai Qisi said: "Then you have underestimated this leader too much. He is not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also has extraordinary knowledge. Combined with the purpose of the teaching, he has set a grand goal for everyone. As long as he succeeds, all living beings will be equal and everyone People have enough to eat and wear warm clothes. There will be no misery and exploitation in the world. However, in order to achieve this goal, extraordinary measures must be taken in the early stage. Everyone must obey him unconditionally. He is above everything and can The life and death of all people in the sect. Over the years, under his leadership, Mingjiao has united as one, and its power has greatly improved, even surpassing the era of Yang Jiaozhu. Because of this, Yang Zuoshi, Fan Youshi and Yin Yingwang The others are all devoted to the leader and swear allegiance to the death."
Wang Yang shook his head again and again, and said: "Fudge, fudge to your heart's content."
In order to achieve great things, some politically ambitious figures will promise something before, formulate a grand blueprint, and say a set of principles, which are extremely provocative. Their purpose is nothing more than to become the center of power, so that they can do whatever they want.
This kind of routine is not uncommon, but it has been tried and tested, and it works very well.
Dai Qisi said: "You don't need to be jealous of him. To be honest, if I'm not from the Middle Earth and don't have so much personal experience, otherwise I might be subdued by his charisma and serve him till death."
"Jealous of him?" Wang Yang laughed dumbly.
After a pause, he said: "It's just a murderer. If this person is not eliminated for a day, not only the martial arts world will never have peace, but even the poor people don't know how many people will die. Dai Qisi, for the sake of the world, you will still kill him." Let me tell you about this person's identity."
Dai Qisi said: "The world you are talking about is the world of Middle Earth, what has it to do with me, a Persian?"
Wang Yang nodded and said: "That's the truth, but don't forget that your husband Han Qianye is from the Middle Earth."
When mentioning Han Qianye, Dai Qisi's eyes suddenly froze, and she looked at Hu Qingniu.Hu Qingniu shuddered in fright, looked at Wang Yang complainingly, and thought: You really can't open which pot and which pot you can't carry.Just chat when you chat, why mention this?
Dai Qisi paused, and said: "Hu Qingniu, when you refused to save my husband, I planned to kill you to avenge my husband, but I didn't expect you to hide here. But I think that if you kill your husband and wife that day , I’m afraid that if I get poisoned today, no one will heal me, that’s all, that’s all, let’s write off the grievances between you and me.”
Hu Qingniu said coldly: "Then do I still have to thank you for not killing me?"
Dai Qisi smiled, and then said to Wang Yang: "Okay, I will tell you his identity. I am looking forward to it. You and him are both so good. Let's see who can have the last laugh." Said There was a smile in Wan Wan's eyes that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.
"Please speak." Seeing that Dai Qisi was finally willing to speak, Wang Yang said expectantly.
Dai Qisi said: "He is..."
In a dimly lit room, a figure sat cross-legged on a stone platform about three feet long.I saw him spreading his hands and drawing circles in front of him.Where the fingers walked, each dragged a jet of black air, like two black fish swimming away.Suddenly, he folded his palms together, and the two fish quickly collided together, condensed into a line, and flew towards a boulder ten feet away.
In an instant, the boulder immediately shattered and turned into a pool of large and small stones.
Strangely, the process did not produce the slightest sound.Such a large stone shattered suddenly, how could there be no movement?If someone saw this scene, they would think they were watching a silent movie.
"It seems that my identity should have been exposed, this damn Dai Qisi." The man murmured.
At this time, I suddenly heard a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.The man said: "Please come in!" While speaking, he stretched out his fingers and tapped in the left and right directions not far in front, and the wind came, and the lamps on the lamp stand were lit up, illuminating the whole room like daylight.
The man got off the stone platform and stood up.
Under the bright light, one can see that he is a young man of about 20 years old, wearing a white gown, with a gentle manner and outstanding temperament, just like a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books.
Sunny and handsome, he is completely different from the shady and cold image just now.
Afterwards, the door was opened, and a beautiful woman walked in, holding a plate of exquisite snacks in her hand.
"Mother!" The young man cupped his hands and bowed deeply, looking very well-educated and self-cultivated.
The beautiful woman said with a smile: "My dear son, you don't need to be so polite with your mother. Don't be like this in the future, or it will make our mother look different."
The young man nodded and said, "My child understands."
The beautiful woman glanced at the shattered stone pestle, frowned, and said, "Look at you, you haven't been back for long, and you don't spend much time with your mother, so you just close the door to practice all day long. It's a snack made by mother herself, you should try it quickly."
The young man picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, nodded and said, "It's delicious."
Seeing her son eating happily, the beautiful woman felt as if she had eaten honey, and said: "If you like it, mother will often make it for you, alas! Poor child, I must have suffered a lot these years, it's all because of you. Cruel-hearted uncle, if there is a chance, I must let your grandfather teach him a lesson, to vent your anger on you."
The young man said: "Uncle is still very good to me, he didn't treat me badly."
The beautiful woman said dissatisfiedly: "He has imprisoned you for so many years, you don't hate him, but instead speak for him, child, you are really as benevolent as your father."
"That's my real son." A middle-aged man walked in with a smile.
The beautiful woman turned her head to look at him, and said, "You don't have to persuade your son too much, let him not practice too hard."
The middle-aged man said: "Look at what hurts you, what is the man's hardship? I was not the same back then, otherwise, how could I have achieved what I am now?"
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "What achievements have you made? Tell your son about it."
(End of this chapter)