bullyxtreme Chapter 998 Dead End
Chapter 998 Dead End
Chapter 998 Dead End
In this world, it is difficult to determine right and wrong, and the angle of consideration is naturally different depending on where you stand.
For the Remnants of the Six Nations, the Empire is their greatest enemy, with family hatred and national hatred, which is difficult to eliminate, but for the Empire, the Remnants of the Six Nations are just the remnants of the old era, the source of chaos, for these people, naturally The only way to kill is to kill until no one dares to think again, and this peaceful and prosperous age will naturally come.
Both of them think they are right, and the ultimate decision of justice is of course fists, that is, force.
Whoever is powerful will naturally be just!
Word of mouth is pointless.
Luo Yan naturally knew this, and didn't intend to persuade Master Ban to surrender. He took a sip from his teacup, moistened it, and said slowly: "It's meaningless for us to argue about it. It's right or wrong. Future generations have their own definitions. It's not about you and me saying a few words, this time inviting the class master to come here is to give the class master a choice."
"choose?"
Master Ban's complexion changed, and he stared at Luo Yan closely.
"The moment Master Ban left, the village where the Mohists were stationed was already surrounded by shadow guards. The choice of Master Ban will determine their future."
With calm eyes, Luo Yan said without haste.
The moment the words fell, the expressions of old man Ban and Xue Nu changed.
Xue Nu's hands folded on her lower abdomen were clenched into fists, and she looked at Luo Yan angrily, "Are you letting me go back on purpose?"
No wonder Luo Yan let her go back to send a letter, the other party wants to take it all!
"Your idea is very interesting, but if you think too much, do you think I need to waste so much thought if I want to deal with a mere Mohist? The Mohist stronghold has long been under the surveillance of the shadow guards, including an inn. I was under the surveillance of the empire until the end, and I didn't do anything directly, but because of Confucianism, I need someone to drag Confucianism into the water."
Luo Yan glanced at Xue Nu amusedly, and said mercilessly.
The only reason to let Xuenv go back is because Xuenv has delicate skin and tender flesh, so it is not appropriate to send her to the Tooth-Eating Prison. He still has some pity for this.
"?!"
Master Ban and Xuenv's expressions became more dignified. They both looked at Luo Yan with some horror. The man in front of them was really scary. It seemed that they had planned this from the very beginning, and everyone in the Mo family was just his bait.
Master Ban clenched his fists, and asked in a deep voice: "Did the empire also arrange spies in the Mo family?"
"Would you believe me if I said that Miss Xue Nu is my internal agent?"
Hearing this, Luo Yan smiled and sowed discord, and looked at Xue Nu playfully.
Xue Nu's expression froze.
Master Ban's expression changed, and he was not fooled after all, but he did not continue to entangle on this issue: "What exactly does King Liyang want?"
"It's not what I want. I just want to give the Mo family a way of life. Although there are not many disciples of the Mo family, there are nearly a thousand of them. The disciples are scattered all over the place. I don't want to kill the Mo family, so this time I only kill the evil leaders. Ordinary disciples will not pursue it, but I hope Master Ban can take good care of these Mohist disciples and let them become citizens of the empire, not Mohist disciples."
Luo Yan gently swirled the teacup with his index finger, and said lightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He looked harmless to humans and animals, but the words he said made the old man Ban and Xuenv shudder down the spine. Luo Yan's words were going to kill Yan Dan, Gao Jianli and others. In this way, does the Mo family still exist?
"Is the empire really going to exterminate the inheritance of the Mohists?"
Master Ban stared at Luo Yan and asked in a deep voice.
"The inheritance of the Mohist school will be incorporated into the academy, and everyone in the world can learn it in the future. Therefore, there is no need for the Mohist school to exist. Presumably Mozi did not want to develop it into a sect when he founded the Mohist school."
With calm eyes, Luo Yan slowly expressed his plan.
Master Ban was silent. He didn't choose what to argue with Luo Yan. Now that the situation is stronger than others, so what if he wins the debate? Really think that the person in front of him will reason with him?
There is no choice at all given by the other party, there is only one road in front of him.
"If the old man refuses to agree, what will the empire do?"
Old man Ban pondered for a long time, then raised his head with an ugly expression, looked at Luo Yan, and asked in a deep voice.
"What do you always think?"
Luo Yan asked instead.
Old man Ban calmed down and looked at Luo Yan: "Mohist disciples will not compromise."
"That's a pity, the door is open, Master Ban can go back."
Luo Yan didn't try to persuade him, but just raised his hand as a signal. Talking to old man Ban was just to give the other party a chance. If the other party was stubborn, there was no need to waste any more words.
The old man got up without saying a word, cupped his hands at Luo Yan, then turned and left.
Xue Nu wanted to follow, but was stopped by Luo Yan: "Where are you going? Last time I let you go back to spread the news, this time you can't go."
"You have the ability to kill me, Mohist disciples will not compromise with the enemy!"
Xue Nu stared at Luo Yan with a pair of icy eyes, and said in a cold voice.
"If you stay, I might change my mind. You don't want the Mo family to be wiped out by the empire either~"
Luo Yan propped his chin with one hand, looked at Xue Nu, and said softly.
Xue Nu's expression became unsteady in an instant, she bit her lips lightly, and hesitated for a while, she didn't know what Luo Yan meant, but if she really had a chance, she would sacrifice herself to save the Mo family...
"I didn't expect King Liyang of the mighty empire to be such a despicable villain who likes to intimidate others!"
Old man Ban stopped in his tracks, his eyes on Luo Yan also turned cold for a moment, and he reprimanded in a deep voice.
"So what?"
Luo Yan doesn't bother to refute anything, and it's meaningless to refute if he wins. He doesn't need others to judge how he does.
"The giant is right, you are an insidious villain!"
The old man Ban laughed back in anger, and said sarcastically.
You can also believe Yan Dan's words... Luo Yan shook his head, stood up slowly, without a trace of turmoil on his face, and said lightly: "The words are not speculative, and there is no need for you to go back, Mo Ya, suppressing people Go down and let Zhang Han know that it's time to finish."
Originally, I wanted to give Ban Laotou and others a chance, but Ban Laotou is a donkey, so let's kill him.
The organ city of the Mohist school has been destroyed, and all the people above the commanding level have been captured, and the Mohist family has survived in name only.
"mean!"
Xue Nu gritted her teeth and said, the two armies are not fighting yet, but Luo Yan's side doesn't follow the rules at all, they just talked about what they agreed to, but they couldn't agree, and they even stayed behind, and they didn't regret it at all. Chance.
Mo Crow came up with the snare killer and a dozen of Qin's elites, and made a gesture of invitation to old man Ban and Xue Nu with a blank face.
"Then do you believe that I can be more despicable?"
Luo Yan's face turned cold, and he threatened.
Xue Nu raised her head proudly and stared at Luo Yan unyieldingly, but she didn't dare to say "Come here".
"A dead duck has a tough mouth."
Luo Yan curled his lips, waved his hand to let Mo Ya take him down, and then looked at the seat: "Master Xiaomeng, how is this scene?"
"Wow~"
As the voice fell, faint ripples appeared in the space next to the main seat, and a transparent figure emerged, with a curvy figure that was extremely proud, accompanied by the vibration of the power of heaven and earth, Xiaomeng's figure also appeared in Luo Yan in sight.
Compared with last night's unbearable performance, Xiaomeng has now returned to the demeanor of the head of the Taoist Tianzong, and his clear eyes stared at Luo Yan with some doubts: "How did you find me?"
With her current skill, she deliberately hides it, and there should be few people in the world who can see through it.
You are so fragrant, and my nose is not fake... Luo Yan smiled, walked over, and sat down beside him: "Master, do you believe in a consonance? Just at that moment, I felt something suddenly around me."
"Have a heart? Do you know what I'm thinking now?"
A flash of hesitation flashed in Xiaomeng's eyes, she thought about it, and asked.
"Thinking of me~"
Sitting beside Xiaomeng, Luo Yan naturally reached out to hold Xiaomeng's hand, squeezed it, and said shamelessly.
Xiaomeng fell silent when she heard the words, she was indeed thinking about Luo Yan, after all, she had been talking to Luo Yan at the moment, and the topic was not very serious, she shook her head slightly, dispelling the weird thoughts in her heart, and looked at him with beautiful eyes. Luo Yan, Luo Yan's face was reflected in the depths of his pupils, his slender lips parted slightly: "Have you always been like this?"
"In front of the woman I like, I have always been like this, don't you like it?"
Luo Yan blinked and said innocently.
When no one is around, Luo Yan doesn't need to put on an old face, maintain the demeanor of a prince, and still need some fun with women. After all, a man and a woman need to be a hooligan first when getting along with each other. In the current situation, Luo Yan You can only come by yourself.
"Then that woman just now?"
Xiaomeng blinked her eyes, and looked at Luo Yan with a half-smile, but she knew that the relationship between Luo Yan and that woman was not very innocent, if it was innocent, she would not have let her go at Youjian Inn that day.
"do you mind?"
Luo Yan asked instead.
Xiaomeng shook her head, she didn't have much feeling for Luoyan's flirtatiousness. For her, the relationship between men and women is just a kind of experience, just like life, you always need to go through some things to understand, the way is the same, and the same is true for people , Only when you really understand can you completely let go.
Awesome, I just like ancient girls who are not jealous... Luo Yan asked back meanly: "Do you not have me in your heart? You are not jealous. It seems that compared to my feelings for you, you seem to have no feelings for me." Care then."
"..."
Xiaomeng looked at Luo Yan's hurt expression, her heart was twisted, she was sour, she hesitated for a moment, and said with some unbearable: "I don't know."
She really didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Luo Yan.
Do you care?
She seemed to care too much, if she didn't care, how could she always remember Luo Yan, the savior, she never forgot his face, but if she liked it, it seemed that there was some distance, but if she said she didn't like it, she liked it very much. Luo Yan was chatting, because the person in front of her was very interesting, completely different from the disciples on the mountain, even different from the people she had met.
"You said it well last night, you are really cute."
Looking at Xiaomeng's serious expression, Luo Yan said with a smile.
"...I don't like the word cute."
Xiaomeng frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure that she never thought she was cute, and this word did not apply to her.
"Then I won't say it."
Luo Yan nodded, admiring Xiaomeng's flourishing beauty, and said with a light smile, "Will you accompany me to the Confucianism?"
"Confucianism? Yes."
Xiaomeng nodded and did not refuse.
Where to go is not important to her, what is important is who to go with, she doesn't want to keep irrelevant things in her memory, but her memory has always been very good, and her photographic memory is her talent.
"Well, let's go."
Luo Yan took Xiaomeng's hand to get up, and walked out of the house.
……
Confucianism, Little Sages Village.
Inside the main hall.
Fu Nian was fighting with Six Sword Slaves, and the seven of them were extremely powerful swordsmen. Even if there was some control during the fight, the sword energy aroused would leave countless traces on the ground and pillars and beams. In a short period of time, both sides The fight was inextricably linked.
The Six Sword Slaves didn't use their killer moves either, they deliberately drained Fu Nian's physical strength and gave Fu Nian enough dignity. After all, the opponent is the contemporary head of Confucianism, even if he loses, he can't lose too miserably.
Fighting one out of six is already very disrespectful of martial arts. If Fu Nian is chopped up into a corpse covered in scars, it will be difficult to explain it if it is spread.
"It is worthy of being a sword of princes' majesty and dao. The sword has natural aura. If it weren't for this, Fu Nian would never have lasted so long. However, Fu Nian and this Tai Ah are also a perfect match, and the two complement each other."
Zhao Gao stood beside Li Si, watching the battle, his eyes flickered slightly, and he secretly evaluated in his heart.
Fu Nian is worthy of being the contemporary master of Confucianism. He has already stepped into the realm of a master with his own strength. Confucianism cultivates the body and cultivates the character. Others, just being blocked by the six swordsmen's breath can't stand it, let alone fight against the six swordsmen.
But that's all, after all, there is only one person's strength, how can he defeat six people working together.
Li Si's face was calm, and he watched the competition indifferently. He came to Confucianism this time, and he was determined to win. Naturally, there was no need to talk about the rules of the game. In addition to Zhang Liang's job, Fu Nian had no choice but to accept it. Let's go through the motions, or the empire will go crazy and push him head-on, even ordinary disciples will suffer.
This is a dead end.
As the contemporary head of Confucianism, Fu Nian could only choose to resist.
Yan Lu's face was solemn, and he was no longer calm and calm as before. He looked at Fu Nian worriedly. He knew that Fu Nian would not last long. The suppression of internal information by people teaming up is very bullying. If it were him, he would have already lost at this moment.
As long as one of the six sword slaves is missing, Fu Nian will not be so helpless.
The cooperation of the six people is too tacit, there is no shortcoming in the slightest, and there is no chance to fight back. One sword can't beat six.
"Brother..."
Yan Lu looked at the stern Fu Nian and clenched his fists. He inadvertently remembered Fu Nian's explanation last night.
now.
A handsome boy brought the head of Tianzong of Taoism to the main entrance of Confucianism...
(End of this chapter)