Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 477: One country, one person

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The bugle rang, and under the command of several battle flags on the heights, the Yunqin army that besieged the painter was also quickly making adjustments. Several cavalry troops began to move in the surrounding streets. Quickly interspersed in.

Suddenly, the pupils of an observation guard in the army shrank slightly, and the first one understood the painter's intention to jump toward the prescription position.

He saw three children in rags.

The street itself is about to be demolished, and the residents have moved out... Even if the children of ordinary households appear to play here, their clothes will not be so tattered.

So these should be three little homeless beggars who temporarily use this place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Although Yunqin is strong, most people are full and can afford to eat white rice and noodles, but it is also the vast majority. Some poor people have suffered some accidents, especially those who have no labor to earn money. Those who support themselves can only be reduced to beggars begging along the street.

The eldest of the three little beggars is only about ten years old, a girl, and the other two boys are only seven or eight years old at most, looking like an older sister with two younger brothers. The three little beggars must have heard the thunderous drums and the continuous explosion not far away, but perhaps they don’t know what happened, or they were panic, or they felt they were shrinking in the corner of the alley. It is the safest. So at this moment these three little beggars are like three poor puppies, huddled together, shivering.

The painter rushed to the three children.

From the time he killed Su Zhongwen until now, the time is actually very short, not long, but his clothes are already covered with many cracks, and even his skin has several wounds, which are leaking blood.

Especially his shoulder was shot by a crossbow arrow, leaving a bone-in blood hole.

But the colorful mask on his face is still intact. The sound of violent breathing spouted from the nostrils of his face, forming two white air currents that kept expanding and contracting, and even some harsh howling, making his person look even more terrifying.

Under the mask, the painter's face was horrified and pale, and sweat was flowing like a slurry, but seeing the three little beggars finally appeared in his sight, the panic on his face instantly turned into a hideous look.

The few spirit power in his body continued to erupt violently. His whole body was just one ups and downs, and he broke half of the roof, jumped down, and fell beside the three little beggars. Stopped.

The bugle continues.

A famous sergeant formed a stream of iron, rushing out from the streets and houses, but when he saw that the painter had stopped moving and saw the scene in front of him, the footsteps of these sergeants suddenly let go. Slowly, paused.

Suddenly, the streets where the killing sound shook the sky quickly became silent.

In all directions, there were residential houses that were even completely torn down by cavalry wood. More sergeants gathered. After a few breaths, the artist’s body was already densely packed with black armored sergeants, forming a huge Encircle.

However, none of the soldiers entered the area twenty steps outside the painter.

Because looking at these Yunqin soldiers, who were rushing into the air tightly around them like a stream of iron, the painter just made a simple action. He just put a hook in his hand on the person who was so terrified that he cried. On the neck of the little girl who had forgotten it, with a slight force, some blood stains were drawn on the neck of the little girl.

"Let her go! You can handle even such a small child!"

A school officer squeezed to the forefront and shouted angrily at the painter.

"I can let her go, but who let me go?"

The painter looked at the angry school official indifferently, "Either let me and us all, or let them die with me."

"You...you are also a Yunqin cultivator..." The school officer trembled with anger, and couldn't say more for a while.

The painter mocked himself indifferently: "No matter how powerful a practitioner is, what is it in front of the army?"

There was a roar of gold and iron. All the black armored sergeants in the front were gritted their teeth and turned their heads. They knew that Li Anting and some heavy armored sergeants had also arrived.

Li Anting, who was coughing, appeared at the forefront.

"You should know that today is absolutely impossible for you to get out of here alive. Because let you go out, everyone knows that more people will die in your hands."

Li Anting looked at the painter's eyes angrily and fiercely, and said coldly: "You have no meaning at all to do such a thing."

"You are right. Let me go out today. In the future, I may kill more people, and maybe more sergeants will die in the next siege of me." The artist nodded, masking There was a cold laughter, "Three little lives, it seems that they can't be compared with the lives of many soldiers loyal to the empire... That being the case, why don't you let your subordinates do it? What are you waiting for?" /

"You are just an ordinary practitioner, so you still don't know our Yunqin army, the Yunqin army."

Li Anting was silent for a moment before looking at the painter and slowly speaking out.

"As soldiers, we can sometimes give up many things in order to win. For victory, we can give up our lives...even we can send many comrades in arms to die. Sometimes, we will abandon humanity."

"If I were alone against you, I would just be an ordinary practitioner. Faced with the situation at this moment, I will let you go. But I am a Yunqin soldier...in order to prevent you from facing the empire To cause more harm, I must kill you today. This is my duty. This is the sacrifice I must bear."

Hearing these two words by An Ting Li were not loud, but very firm, the artist's face under the mottled mask instantly changed from hideous to pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. The sharp blade, also Shaking around the little girl's neck. He could hear the anger and determination in Li Anting's words. He also knew that Li Anting's words were serious. Today, I am afraid that no matter what, he will not be able to leave here alive.

"If that's the case, what are you waiting for?" His mind trembled, and he hissed sharply.

"I am waiting for you to restore some humanity."

Li Anting looked at the painter and said in a deep voice: "I always thought that anyone, even if it is Yun Qin's repeat offender, is at least an individual and has some humanity. You let go of these children, I promise you, I will give you one A decent way to die."

The painter didn't say anything immediately.

His whole body was trembling, and sweat was coming out of his whole body. Big beads of sweat fell from his mask.

All the sergeants waited with bated breath, waiting for the practitioner to let go of the three children.

"You may not be able to wait for the result you want."

However, what made them all shivered was that the artist raised his head sharply and laughed sharply, "I want to try one last thing, to see if you can really watch the three children die. "

Hearing these words from the painter, Li Anting's complexion suddenly became white.

However, the artist did not stop, the hook and sickle in his hand withdrew slightly, and it slashed towards the girl's neck.

……

Lin Xi's hands and feet became a little cold and stiff.

After the painter stopped, he also saw the three little beggars clearly, knowing that although his plan was perfect, there were still some accidents that did not depend on his will.

In his opinion, the artist should be damned, and now that the artist can do such a thing, it is naturally more damn.

However, he didn't want these three little beggars to die.

Next, if the ability to go back in time is used, if he tries to help the army kill the painter early, he may be found by the army and cause a lot of trouble.

But he seems to have no choice.

However, at this moment, what made his body shook slightly was that the place he had been staring at had changed again.

……

Lin Xi didn’t know that in the neighborhood of this street, from the very beginning, he quietly overlooked the Yunqin army and the mighty practitioners fighting, and there was a man who came from a far away and reached the world’s first place. Yixiong City Zhongzhou City, a fugitive who has just arrived in Qingyuan City, Zhantai Qiantang.

After seeing Zhongzhou City, which he dreamed of seeing as a child, Zhantai Qiantang experienced a rare confusion in his life in the city, and then he had nowhere to go, he decided to follow his inner impulse and wanted to see See Da Texiang's shopkeeper.

Zhantai Qiantang heard that Dadexiang's shopkeeper was in Qingyuan City, so he came to Qingyuan City.

Lin Xi didn't know. Just as the cold rain started in Qingyuan city last night, when the painter was about to enter the Lingering Garden, Zhantai Qiantang also wanted to ride the night to see Feirong Chen directly.

Because in the eyes of Zhantai Qiantang, people who make great things do not stick to the trivial. If they are truly extraordinary people, they can be seen in a few conversations. Maybe he can stay in Da Texiang, or Da Texiang can become him in the future. The help of restoration.

But he went a bit late, so in addition to seeing the horse-drawn carriage leaving in the rain, he also found that because of Chen Feirong’s departure, he was puzzled and wanted | An indignant painter.

He didn't know the identity of the painter, but he felt that the painter didn't seem to have any good intentions for Chen Feirong, so he started to stare at the painter secretly.

In the eyes of Tang Zhantai, this may be an opportunity for him to get close to Feirong Chen.

However, he did not expect that a sudden battle would erupt in this street and alleys inexplicably.

Although Zhantai Qiantang has seen many descriptions of how powerful the Yunqin army is in books, it is also the first time he has seen Yunqin army fighting with practitioners. For him, such a battle is natural More reference value, more need to understand.

When he noticed that the painter was approaching the three little beggars, he had already reacted to the painter's intentions earlier than anyone else.

Just then, his heart began to torment and struggle.

He didn't know that there was a practitioner like Lin Xi in this scene, he just knew that he could stop the painter's inhuman behavior.

He didn't want the three poor little beggars to die... However, these were three ordinary Yunqin children.

However, he is carrying a country on his back.

A shot in this situation... will definitely cause a lot of trouble and even fatal consequences.

The sacrifices and only hope of many people from three foreign countries, even the children of an enemy country, are not difficult at all when compared with one country.

Zhantai Qiantang’s sweat also wet the cotton shirt.

In the end, however, Chamtai Qiantang was still the same as in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou. He decided to be loyal to the voice in the deepest part of his heart, and he decided to...make a move. Q