Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 5 If you have experienced everything I have experienced

  When Dong A announced the start of the duel, the two long swords on the wooden platform had already exchanged sound!

   Before the duel, Fang Peng shied away in every possible way. But once the duel really started, he had no hesitation. The sword is extremely stable, extremely quasi and extremely ruthless, and there is no room for it. He was able to stand out among the outer disciples of the entire Fenglin Taoist Academy, and he was able to win the respect of Jiang Wang and others in the previous time. Naturally, he was definitely not in vain.

  But Jiang Wang is faster, more stable and more determined than him!

  Because he has been waiting for fifty-seven days, because in these fifty-seven days and nights, he has been imagining this scene all the time.

  Even if the body is seriously injured, even if the sickness is difficult, even if it is near death several times.

When    is an enemy, he will kill with swords, or he will be injured or killed. But betrayed by the most trusted person, the pain in the heart is far greater than the body.

  Supported him through that period of time, in addition to the infinite desire for life, there is also an unforgettable hatred!

   With a sword, break into Fang Peng and raise his sword.

  The sword entered and entered, he directly hit the long sword held by Peng above with his lower abdomen. When the blood splashed, Jiang Wang swung the sword indifferently and cut Fang Peng's hand muscles!

  Two wounds appear almost simultaneously, but one active and the other passive have already determined the outcome.

  Jiang Wang went in again, took his elbow, and slammed forward. Hit Fang Pengju's chest hard.

  Fang Pengju had just lost control of the sword under severe pain, and in the next instant he heard the sound of his bone cracking clearly.

  The whole person was blasted into a shrimp-like shape, hit outside the high platform, and was bounced back by those swaying branches, and fell to the high platform.

  Only one round, Fang Pengju was defeated!

  "How is it possible? The gap...is so big?!"

  There was an uproar under the high platform.

  Everything happened too fast, and the Kaimai Dan mixed with Jiang Wang's blood and tears made Fang Peng's Dao pulse first appear, and his momentum was high.

  The sword of Jiang Wanghate and Pain was mixed, and Fang Pengju fell into the dust.

"He lost to himself, he lost to fear." Zhao Rucheng said solemnly: "If it were not for fear, he would not choose to murder the third brother and seize the Kaimaidan by despicable means. He knew that he had nothing else. The way to surpass the third brother, once the gap is widened, he will never be able to catch up."

Ling He couldn't help sighing: "When the youngest first came to the Taoist Academy, his strength was still in the low-end, far inferior to Pengju. In the past few years, his swordsmanship has been recognized as the number one in the outside world, and Pengju has always been a proud temperament. …"

  Du Yehu angrily said: "Speaking of which, it's not because of incompetence and shamelessness!?"

  咣~ Dang!

   Jiang Wang slowly drew out the long sword that penetrated his abdomen, and threw it aside.

  The **** sword fell to the ground, as helpless and hurried as Fang Pengju was vomiting blood.

  The long sword hung to his side, Jiang Wang walked forward slowly.

   "Help! Dean, help! I am a son of the Fang family, and the Fang family is the city's three largest surname!"

   Fang Peng cried out in horror, how can he still have the temperament of a wealthy young man?

  Dong A's face was expressionless: "Since it is a death battle, naturally you will never die. It is your opponent that determines your life and death."

  "Three brothers, third brothers!" Fang Peng raised his hands on the ground and kept backing up, "You spare me, spare me! Spare me once!"

"The Fang family is a century-old clan! But it has been 20 years since there has been a cultivator who opened the door of heaven and earth! Slow step, slow step! How much time can I wait? I can't stop, I am burdened by my dead father's eagerness. Hope, I can't stop!"

  He looked at Jiang Wang with tears in his eyes: "Your Kaimai Dan, let me tell you, will you give it to me?"

   Jiang Wang remained silent.

"My uncle went to Yunguo, but he couldn't buy an open pulse pill at all. Even if he did, he might not give it to me. The control of open pulse pill is getting stricter and stricter. Only the most promising outer disciple, the whole Feng Only you at the Lin Daoyuan have achieved such a feat. I can't help it, I can't help it!" Fang Pengju cried bitterly.

Jiang Wang squinted his eyes: "I actually understand you. I understand your anxiety, anxiety, and fear. The Fang family is a big family, which gives you a superior environment, but the competition is also fierce. I knew long ago that people's desires are endless. I also know how much you are eager to prove yourself and how much you want to fight for the glory of your father who died young. You have said it, and I remember it. You are eager for success, and you are obsessed with ghosts. In fact, I can understand."

  In the light of hope that suddenly flashed in Fang Pengju’s eyes, he continued: "But understanding does not mean forgiveness."

  After saying this, Jiang Wang just walked to Fang Pengju.

  The long sword drew a clear arc in the air, penetrating his chest accurately and without hesitation.

  "Repaying grievances by virtue, how can we repay virtue?"

   "So, I died once, and you need to pay it back with your life."

   Jiang Wang said slowly.

  Fang Pengju grabbed the body of the sword with his left hand intact, and let the blade cut his palm, allowing the sword to stay in his body, allowing death to be a step later.

  He struggled, making a **** ho sound.

   "Take...your Tango, I can't sleep every night. I regret...I'm sorry. But, but you are safe, aren't we? We are brothers. Why...why can't you forgive me... once."

  Many people under the high platform are emotionally complicated and can't bear to watch or listen anymore.

  But Jiang Wang just looked at him calmly.

"Do you know the feeling of being betrayed? Do you know the pain and anger that burns my heart? You make my trust seem stupid, you make my experience like a joke. You make my pain meaningless. "

  Memory is like flowing water, but there is no temperature anymore, it is difficult to make waves.

   "Have you ever been lying on a pile of straw, weak and powerless, waiting for death?"

"I seem to see two shadows dangling in front of me. I know that it is black and white. I seem to hear their breathing, slowly and slowly, ringing in my ears. I vowed to defeat fate! But I know I'm going to die, but I don't have any solution."

  "If you have experienced what I have experienced, you will understand that some pain cannot be compensated. I have already died once. If I forgive you, I am not qualified to face myself."

  Jiang Wang said that, slowly and firmly drew out the long sword.

  The high platform slowly descended, the branches shrunk, and finally the entire duel field extended by Taoism turned into a small sapling and penetrated into the ground.

  Fang Pengju lay quietly on the ground, with his right hand hanging down, and his left hand still emptied in front of him, as if firmly grasping the long sword that took his life. His eyes were wide open, faintly distressed, unwilling, and emotional.

  But he is dead.

  Ling He sighed softly, stepped forward, took off his coat, and put it on Fang Peng’s face.

  Du Yehu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to curse something, but finally could not speak. The man is dead.

  Zhao Rucheng remained motionless, silent.

  Jiang Wang stood quietly on the spot, not looking at anyone in the court, but at the endless sky. As if looking at myself in another time and space.

   "Rest in peace." He said in his heart.

  There is nothing in my mind. The earthworm in the spine suddenly became agile, jumped up from the tail vertebrae, swam a long journey smoothly, and spit out a round, full and beautiful Dao Yuan.

  Jiang Wang suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart-insight in the world is to cultivate karma, and to understand the idea is to provide resources.

  　 "Everything in the world is all about cultivating karma, and the thoughtfulness is the resource." The original sentence is "the world is all about learning, and the cultivation of human feelings is the article." In order to comply with the writing, I use this sentence.

  (End of this chapter)