Nine Chapters of Mystery Chapter 132: Right and Wrong
Looking at Ye Jinglan rushing towards him, Su Wangting was a little surprised.
Because the speed at which this man, whom Songlu calls the number one in the Green Valley, flies towards him seems to be ordinary.
It's really not at the level of movement that a master should have.
But Su Wangting quickly rejected this idea, and instead raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Smile appreciatively.
And just as this smile rose from the corner of Su Wangting's mouth, Ye Jinglan, holding two swords in his hands, had already rushed in front of him!
"good!"
Songlu on the side looked at the heroic appearance of the first person in the sect and couldn't help shouting.
But facing Ye Jinglan who was already killing him, Su Wangting still kept drawing the sword and did not move.
He didn't draw his sword, and he didn't mean to dodge.
Not at all.
Even when the opponent's sword tip almost touched his nose, he still remained indifferent.
And the corners of his mouth that were rising more and more seemed to be the only part of his body that moved.
"Huh, interesting."
"call out!"
The strong wind blew across his face, and Su Wangting narrowed his eyes.
The oncoming figure holding two swords crashed directly into him!
right!
The long sword seemed to have pierced Su Wangting's face, and the man holding the sword had hit him head-on!
Face to face collision!!
Seeing this situation, Songlu was about to say the word "good" for the second time, but was stopped.
Just because he saw Ye Jinglan, who had bumped into Su Wangting, gradually diverging.
It was like a column of smoke that hit the wall at high speed and dispersed in all directions.
Afterimage!!
"Okay!" Su Wangting couldn't help shouting, "The movement is so fast that it can leave moving afterimages. It's really extraordinary!!"
"But..." Su Wangting suddenly looked up at the sky with a ferocious smile on his face, "You are still a waste."
"Ding!"
Sparks flying!!
A black knife was raised high and collided with a long sword coming from top to bottom!
"Bang!"
A powerful wave of air burst out from between the two colliding weapons!
Ye Jinglan appeared above Su Wangting's head!
"I'm not a waste!!!"
Ye Jinglan, who was hanging in the air above the opponent's head, roared. He held the long sword in his right hand and continued to fight the black sword. The short sword in his left hand stabbed down with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and went straight to Su Wangting's Tianling Cap!
"Not bad! Soon!" Su Wangting, who looked up, smiled even more ferociously, "It seems that I have to be forced back by you for the second time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger had already sunk into Su Wangting's head!
But Ye Jinglan suddenly let out a "ugh" sound.
He seemed to have a winning chance, but he seemed to have noticed something at this moment.
His right hand was holding a long sword and fighting with the black knife, but the moment the short sword in his left hand penetrated the opponent's head, he suddenly felt that the force on the opponent's black knife was withdrawn.
Could it be that the opponent's head was stabbed by this fatal blow and he immediately lost the ability to fight back?
wrong!
Ye Jinglan suddenly noticed that the dagger piercing the opponent's Tianling Gai did not feel any resistance when it pierced the skull, as if it was just piercing the air.
Then he hurriedly turned over in the air, landed on the ground, guarded his swords in front of him, and stared at Su Wangting in front of him.
"Is it also an afterimage?" Ye Jinglan said solemnly.
"right."
Turning his head to look at the response, Ye Jinglan's eyes suddenly shrank!
"you!!!"
I saw bright red dots on Su Wangting's fair, jade-like face.
And beneath his feet lay a headless body.
A large amount of blood was still spraying out from the neck of the body, and on top of the bright red ground was a head lifted by Su Wangting in his hand.
The head of Songlu!!
"Now, will your heart harden a little?" Su Wangting threw his head over, "Facing this bloody world, your face will still show that disgusting and weak smile.
What?"
Looking at the head that rolled to his feet, Ye Jinglan was speechless for a long time.
His teeth clenched for the first time.
"Are you... too cruel..."
Su Wangting shook off the blood on the long knife and said coldly: "Then have you asked Master and Disciple Songlu if they were too cruel to a sixteen-year-old girl?"
"Miss Qian is not dead after all, but you insist on killing them! Don't you have no mercy in your concept?"
As if he had heard a big joke, Su Wangting threw his head back and laughed a few times, then slowly walked towards him with a long knife in his hand: "It is good to have kind thoughts in your heart. But what you have in your heart is not kind.
"
"what is that?"
A ferocious smile appeared on Su Wangting's lips again: "It's ignorance and weakness! Hatring evil as much as hatred is the greatest kindness! You are just a waste who can't tell good from evil, without a trace of blood and responsibility!"
"I'm not!!!" Ye Jinglan held his head and roared.
"Then you prove it to me." Su Wangting didn't stop, "Songlu and Zhao Lingan killed my sister, which is evil. So I simply killed them, and I did what I should do.
But these two villains are your fellow disciples, and you, who shoulder the moral integrity and friendship of fellow disciples, what should you do?"
"Kill you!" Ye Jinglan's eyes suddenly became bloodshot.
"The answer is correct." Su Wangting stood a few feet in front of him and slowly returned the sword to its sheath. "Your answer successfully prevented you from dying as a waste."
"I... really don't want to kill you! Don't force me!!"
Su Wangting spat and said with a ferocious smile: "So, you have realized that I am the evil person you must kill?"
"right!"
"Then let me ask you, which one is right, good or evil?"
Ye Jinglan gritted his teeth: "Nature is good!!"
"Even if you hate evil as much as you hate it, even if you have suddenly realized what great good is, there is one thing you have to admit."
"What?"
Su Wangting took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In this world, good and evil are often not so clearly distinguished. Just like today, you Cuiyougu killed and injured my sister, so you became the evil person I must kill.
And I, having killed your fellow disciples and seniors, have also become a villain that you must kill. So let me ask you, between the two of us, which one is good and which one is evil? Which one is right and which one is wrong?"
Ye Jinglan was silent for a long time and shook his head: "This... is indeed difficult to distinguish!"
"No, it's easy to distinguish." Su Wangting's hand pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist again, "The one who is alive is right. This is Jianghu. Great kindness does not only have the determination to hate evil as much as hatred, but also requires martyrdom with one's life.
Awakening!"
Ye Jinglan lowered his head and remained silent.
And the evil smile once again covered Su Wangting's face: "So today, you will definitely die under my knife with your pitiful consciousness, and die without a trace of dignity!! And I will step on your
Blood, enjoying the pleasure and joy after killing the evildoer!"
"I... understand." Ye Jinglan took a deep breath, and this time when he looked at Su Wangting, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, "I will bow deeply in front of your body and thank you for giving me your life.
I realized what true great kindness is!”
"Very good." Su Wangting slowly lowered his figure, "Then I will use the secret of our sect - the art of drawing swords to tell you that the understanding of a dying person has no meaning."
"Come!!"
Just hearing Ye Jinglan shout loudly, a powerful wave of air burst out!
The ground beneath his feet actually collapsed by an inch because it could not withstand this overbearing release of internal energy!
Not only that, this majestic internal force seemed to form independent moving pillars of air, lifting up the dust under his feet and lingering around Ye Jinglan's body.
There was a rare trace of surprise on Su Wangting's face, and he nodded slightly and said: "Yes, it is indeed an amazing internal force, and it has almost formed a sword intention. I admit that you are the strongest opponent I have ever encountered."
A sneer appeared on Ye Jinglan's face for the first time: "As expected of a jade-faced demon sword, he actually knows the meaning of the sword."
Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "I just said almost, it is still far from forming a real sword intention!!"
After he finished speaking, Su Wangting let out a soft drink, and there was a faint crackling sound from the muscles and bones all over his body.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound suddenly came from beside him.
A dead leaf that was blown by the air wave around Ye Jinglan suddenly split into two next to Su Wangting, as if it had hit an invisible sharp blade.
"Sword intent!?" Ye Jinglan said in shock.
"Yes, sword intention."
Su Wangting waved to him and uttered three words coldly.
"Come on, trash."
"You are the waste!!"
"boom!!"
Dust was flying under Ye Jinglan's feet, and the ground that had already collapsed collapsed another inch.
And in the flying dust, Ye Jinglan had disappeared on the spot.
"when!!"
A spark suddenly flew in front of Su Wangting.
A ripple visible to the naked eye actually rippled in the air in front of Su Wangting, as if the space in front of him was distorted by some huge force.
And a black knife was already unsheathed.
Su Wangting's right hand holding the sword was raised high, and he kept the action of drawing the sword, motionless like a statue.
“Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo… Dang!!”
A rapidly rotating broken sword fell from the air and plunged into the hard bluestone floor with a spark.
"thump!"
And a figure also fell behind Su Wangting.
Ye Jinglan!!
"call……"
Su Wangting let out a long sigh, waved his sword and returned it to its sheath.
Turning around, he looked down coldly at Ye Jinglan, whose eyes were still open.
There was a long indentation on his chest, but no blood was seen.
"I haven't used the sword-drawing technique seriously for many years." Su Wangting caressed the scabbard on his waist, "This blow of yours is very beautiful! I admit that you are indeed an opponent worthy of my seriousness."
"What... such a terrifying speed of drawing the sword..." Ye Jinglan breathed hard, clutching his chest and trembling, "But... why did you use the back of the knife... did you mean to not kill me...
"
Su Wangting said lightly: "It would be a pity to kill you after spending so much effort to make you realize something."
"puff!!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Ye Jinglan's mouth.
"But...but you said...the living party is the right one, but we are all still alive at this time...then which one is right...which one is wrong...which one is good...which one is evil..."
"It seems that you still haven't realized it." Su Wangting showed a wry smile and squatted down next to Ye Jinglan, "What is right and wrong, and what is good and evil in this world? You can tell me when we meet next time.
I."
"Next time... I'll tell you with a sword..."
Su Wangting patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "If you find other ways to tell me, maybe we will really become friends."
"hope so……"
Ye Jinglan tilted his head and fainted.
Su Wangting patted his shoulder again, stood up, and looked towards the courtyard door.
"Come out." Su Wangting suddenly said coldly.
A trembling figure appeared at the door.
It was one of the Cuiyougu disciples who had just been let go.
Su Wangting raised his eyebrows: "Why, let you live, don't you want it?"
The disciple glanced at the corpses of Songlu and Zhao Lingan in panic, and said in a trembling voice: "I...I beg you boldly, let us collect the bodies of our three fellow disciples..."
Su Wangting snorted softly and said: "Ye Jinglan is not dead, just go back and recuperate. Those two...carry them away quickly, so as not to stink up other people's yards."
"Thank you, thank you!"
The disciple hurriedly waved behind him, and the few returning disciples walked into the courtyard cautiously and thanked Su Wangting repeatedly.
Su Wangting said in a deep voice: "Listen carefully. Go back and tell Nangong Lian directly. If anyone from the Qian family loses his life at the hands of your Cuiyougu, I, Su Wangting, will definitely come to ask for an explanation!"
Those disciples repeatedly claimed that they were, and only after Su Wangting waved his sleeves towards them did they dare to move and hurriedly carried the two corpses and ran out of the courtyard gate.