Chapter 177 It’s a last resort
Chapter 177 It’s a last resort
Jin Cancan recognized this man, and his expression was particularly strange. He asked in surprise, "Are you crazy?"
The vice president ignored him and urged Gu Zhuo, "Hurry up."
The building has collapsed, and no one can continue to cover up what happened here. As long as he delays for a moment longer, today's assassination attempt from Wuyou Mountain will be ruined.
As for his own life or death... he certainly didn't want to die, but this matter was worth giving up his old age and dying for.
Because the person in danger at this moment was none other than Gu Zhuo, the most outstanding student of Changzhou Academy who had a complicated grudge with him.
Thoughts are but a fleeting moment.
As soon as the word "hurry up" was uttered, Jin Cancan had already used the shovel.
Completely different from the previous time when he faced Gu Zhuo, this moment he no longer had any intention of dragging his feet and moved as fast as thunder.
The distance between the two sides was extremely short, no longer than five meters. For a strong man like Jin Cancan who had crossed the realm of unity and became pure, it was just a matter of a breath.
The golden one was slapped down with a shovel.
When the shovel fell, the smoke and dust in the garden stagnated for a moment, then suddenly sank, and the view became wider.
The deputy dean's eyes were stung by the light emitted by the shovel, but before his tears could flow, they were burned and dried by the surging hot breath, making his already wrinkled cheeks look even older.
Although he has been practicing till now, his own realm can only barely enter the state of unity. Previously, he was seriously injured and dying in the attempt to break the golden cage. Now facing the shovel in the golden hand, he has no strength to resist.
A magical weapon appeared in front of him and faced the shovel.
boom.
In just a moment, the magic weapon was shattered under the shovel and turned into scrap copper and iron.
This magic weapon was connected to the life of the vice president. Its destruction at this moment made his injuries even worse, completely cutting off his last hope of survival.
"baffling."
Jin Cancan said in a cold voice, continuing to wave the shovel in his hand.
The vice president's eyes became increasingly fiery, but his heart was unusually calm. He gathered all of his remaining true energy into his palms, ready to slap Gu Zhuo who was still behind him.
This was certainly not intended to kill people, but to allow Gu Zhuo to retreat as far as possible and avoid this terrible assassination.
As for him, he would probably be ripped open by the shovel and die, but so what?
This is what the vice president thought and did.
So he opened his eyes wide in surprise, because after the palm landed on Gu Zhuo's body, he did not make him retreat even half a step.
On the contrary, Gu Zhuo moved forward at this moment.
He looked at Jin Cancan calmly, looked at the shovel that was swinging down, and made his move.
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In the private room of the restaurant.
De Qiusi looked at Pei Jinge, thinking that she only reacted after hearing Gu Zhuo's name, and raised his eyebrows and said: "It seems that you and Gu Zhuo really have a friendship, not just an ordinary relationship~"
Pei Jinge was silent again.
De Qiusi was no longer angry at this time. Instead, he felt relaxed and happy. He said, "Aunt Pei, do you know when people are most trustworthy? There is an old saying that when a person is about to die, his words are good. But I don't believe this at all. I think the things that people are most likely to reveal at the moment before they die are secrets."
“That’s also the core of this game.”
The young man smiled and said, "I'm sending Gu Zhuo to a dead end, but I won't let him die immediately, so that he has room to be afraid. As long as he wants to survive, he will involuntarily reveal all his secrets in this fear. Then won't the truth be revealed? Won't all the mysteries about him disappear? I didn't make this thing complicated, did I?"
Pei Jinge didn't open his eyes, nor did he say anything.
"Yes."
De Qiusi put away his smile, looked distressed, and said as if blaming himself: "I must admit that this move is a bit radical, but I believe it is the right decision and will definitely bring a good result."
He looked at Pei Jinge seriously and said honestly, "And I have made sufficient preparations in advance to ensure that whether Gu Zhuo is alive or dead, this matter will not involve the Patrol Department."
Pei Jinge said softly: "You are very confident."
After the ceremony, De Qiusi did not sit down again.
He leaned forward slightly, put his hands on the table, looked down at Pei Jinge and said, "If I didn't have confidence, how could I be sitting here today? Of course, I know that Her Royal Highness the Princess will be angry about this, so I was very careful in this matter and would not leave any evidence, and I believe that Her Royal Highness abides by the rules."
Pei Jinge opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.
De Qiusi laughed and said, "You mean to say that I didn't follow the rules, so I shouldn't expect others to follow the rules with me?"
"That seems to be the truth. Fortunately, my master is also an immortal. He can have a say in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess. He can still explain the truth."
Having said this, he naturally frowned, his voice full of sadness: "Besides... who made it so that all the big shots and elders like you guys are unwilling to step forward? Isn't that forcing juniors like me to take the initiative?"
Pei Jinge shook his head.
De Qiusi looked at her and asked with a smile, "I wonder which of my words you are going to deny, Aunt Pei?"
"What I'm thinking is..."
Pei Jinge asked: "So this can be considered a game?"
When she said this, her voice was light and filled with confusion.
De Qiusi's expression became gloomy, just like the sky outside the window, which was full of gloom.
Pei Jinge looked at him and said calmly, "Sitting in a place where no one can see you, sitting at the head of the table means you are in control of the overall situation. This is just an unrealistic and false idea. You can't even control my arrival, so what's the overall situation?"
After a moment of silence, De Qiusi sneered, "If the situation I set up is really as superficial as you said, Aunt Pei, then why did you come here and sit across from me?"
"Okay, now that we've come to this, there's no need to hide it anymore."
He suppressed all unnecessary emotions, stared into Pei Jinge's eyes, and said coldly: "Aunt Pei, you are just unemployed now, you haven't really left the Sky Patrol Department, please don't forget your identity and do anything you shouldn't do."
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To strike is to draw the sword.
Nowadays, the only sword of Gu Zhuo known to the world is Zhexue, and it is this flying sword that is facing the shovel.
The gap in realm is real, and no matter how extraordinary he is, it is impossible to bridge the objectively existing gap, so the result of this confrontation is very clear.
There were constant noises and sparks flying.
The shovel in Jin Cancan's hand pressed down violently, with such momentum as a mountain collapsing and the sea collapsing, destroying everything in front of him.
Zhexue is no exception.
From the tip of the sword to the blade, as sparks burst out, the once spotless Zhexue could not bear the weight and broke into pieces.
The shattered sword body flew to the side, leaving a clearly visible mark in the smoke and dust, and then it embedded deeply into the ground, causing a series of explosions, and countless layers of soil were lifted up.
A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Gu Zhuo's mouth.
He silently endured the intense pain coming from the palm of his hand, grabbed the vice-president's body with his other hand, and began to retreat with the help of the force falling on his body.
"You think I'm too simple, don't you?"
Jin Cancan sighed and said, looking at Gu Zhuo whose eyes were as calm as the sea, and continued to swing the shovel.
The vice president no longer had any strength left and could not look back. The anger in his eyes became even stronger.
He looked at the shovel that was getting closer and closer, and tried to open his mouth, but before he could insult Gu Zhuo for being stupid, the strong wind pressure brought by the falling shovel directly blocked his throat, blocking all words.
So he became even more angry and was about to die with his eyes open.
However, just when he was about to meet the shovel and his entire body was about to break into two pieces, he narrowly retreated an inch.
It was this sense of proportion that allowed him to narrowly escape death. Although his broken body was still injured by his true energy, he did not die immediately.
A soft eh.
Jin Cancan frowned, looking at Gu Zhuo who dodged the shovel by a hair's breadth, and wondered how he did it.
He did not hold back at all in this shovel, intending to kill with one blow, and he should not be able to dodge like this.
Gu Zhuo is still doing his own thing.
He frowned, enduring the intense pain, and suddenly exerted force with his remaining hand, throwing the vice-dean into Ye Yilan's boudoir.
It has only been a moment since the wall collapsed.
But this was enough to make Ye's father and mother realize what had happened. When Ye's father rushed out of the room, the vice-president happened to fly into their eyes.
Jin Cancan couldn't help laughing when watching this scene, and said with emotion: "You are really a good person."
The moment he finished speaking, he casually threw the shovel into the air.
Father Ye's expression suddenly turned pale, and he summoned the magical weapon connected to his life as quickly as possible, trying to stop the shovel from moving forward.
Snapped!
The magic weapon shattered instantly, but it also bought Father Ye only three breaths of time. Just when he was about to catch the vice-president, the shovel suddenly became several times faster, leaving an afterimage.
then.
A handful of blood flowers bloomed in the evening rain.
There was a huge wound on the vice president's chest, with his flesh cut open and his bones severed.
Father Ye caught the body of the vice president and looked at his old friend who was still gasping for breath but had not yet died. He knew that this was an extremely painful and long death process.
His whole body was shaking with anger. He looked up at Jin Cancan who had calmly called back the shovel. Just as he was about to fight back with this anger, he heard a tired and cold voice.
"Go." That was Gu Zhuo's voice: "I won't die."
Ye's mother had already come to the door, looking at the blood on the ground with horror, at a loss as to what to do.
Father Ye forced himself to calm down, realizing that there was no point in staying here, and the only meaning of fighting was to risk his own life.
He picked up the dying vice president and signaled his wife to take Ye Yilan away.
The smoke and dust gradually settled.
The courtyard has become a ruin, the old scenery is gone, and it is dead silent.
Gu Zhuo looked at Jin Cancan and said, "Is this also part of the business?"
"I think so."
Jin Cancan smiled and said, "Who asked him to hinder my business?"
Then, he frowned and asked curiously, "I remember that this old man was the vice president of Changzhou Academy who you sent to live in old age. How did you make this man willingly live to save you?"
Gu Zhuo said: "I was surprised too."
Jin Cancan was slightly startled and said, "Could it be that you thought at that time that he was coming to assassinate you just like that doctor?"
Gu Zhuo said calmly: "Yes."
Jin Cancan shook his head sincerely and said, "An old scholar like this is the most troublesome thing, and he has a grudge against you, why should I bother trying to convince him?"
Gu Zhuo said: "Then you don't have to kill him."
Jin Cancan sighed and said, "I am also a person with emotions. I can't be as calm and indifferent as you. What's wrong with killing someone to vent your anger? This is normal, okay?"
For some reason, his tone was strange when he said this, with a hint of self-mockery.
Gu Zhuo heard it.
"All right."
Jin Cancan suppressed his extra emotions and said, "Time is running out, let's continue."
The wind and rain suddenly grew strong between heaven and earth.
Brightness gradually accumulated in the clouds.
Gu Zhuo looked indifferent.
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The journey from the old imperial palace to the Ye family residence was not long. When Song Jinglun was halfway there in the wind and rain, he could vaguely hear the roar.
He subconsciously quickened his pace, and the rain wet his clothes and hair, but it did not bring him any anger, but only made his Tao heart more purified.
In the underground palace, the supervisor was facing the big clock.
The clock is not a mirror and cannot reflect his increasingly profound eyes. He is clearly aware of everything that happens in the Ye family mansion and has never missed even a single thing.
So he frowned because Gu Zhuo had no ability to fight back, and thought to himself, how could you stop at this, are you really just like this?
Such thoughts gradually made him feel certain emotions, confusion and disbelief.
At this moment, the earth's veins suddenly became disordered.
The supervisor came to his senses and looked at the huge clock that was shaking continuously. He found that his perception was cut off and he could no longer spy.
This was certainly not a good change, but he was excited about it because this was exactly the picture he had imagined.
In order to prepare for this unexpected change, he had made preparations long before entering Wangjing and was waiting at all times.
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In the ruins, Jin Cancan looked up at the sky.
Then he looked away and shoveled forward expressionlessly.
People move with the shovel.
A hole appeared in the rain, and a cold light jumped out from it.
At this time, Gu Zhuo no longer had a sword in his hand, only a body of flesh and blood. The best way to block this attack was undoubtedly to summon the Three Lives Tower and confront it head-on.
The San Sheng Tower is one of the top ten treasures on the list of most valuable things. Even though there is an absolute gap between his realm and Jin Cancan's and he cannot forcibly suppress the shovel, it should be more than enough to save his life.
The only problem is... this may not necessarily kill Jin Cancan.
With no way to ensure his death, if he escaped alive, the consequences would be extremely serious.
Moreover, the reason why Jin Cancan keeps talking nonsense is most likely the request of the buyer hiding behind the scenes, and the real purpose of this request... may be to make him use such means.
Therefore, Gu Zhuo never used the Sansheng Tower.
When the cold light came, his thoughts followed.
The heavy rain suddenly condensed into one, wrapping around the shovel like a vine and binding it tightly.
Jin Cancan was stunned, because this was clearly the solution to the Liuyun Sword.
But he knew that Xie Yinglian and Gu Zhuo had an irreconcilable feud. There was no reason for the latter to learn this Taoist method, so why would he use it at this moment?
What's even more terrifying is that this Liuyun Sword Technique is clearly a means to counter flying swords, but when Gu Zhuo used it on his shovel, there was not a single hint of awkwardness or force in it; it was extremely smooth.
This is something that is difficult to imagine, because the shovel is not a flying sword, and the way the true energy operates is fundamentally different from that of driving a flying sword.
However, in Gu Zhuo's hands, the Liuyun Sword seemed to be created naturally... no, to be more precise, it was as if heaven and earth were working together with him.
"It turns out that Wang Moyuan hasn't pushed you to your limit yet."
Jin Cancan turned his wrist slightly, and with his powerful true energy, he broke the chain formed by the rain and continued to shovel.
Just at this moment, he found that Gu Zhuo was approaching him, standing in front of him and pointing his sword.
The two of them were not far apart to begin with, and it all happened in an instant.
The sword finger landed on his chest, and sword light burst out across his heart.
Even a strong man in the Guiyi Realm would be injured if not killed when facing Gu Zhuo's sudden attack.
But this was meaningless to Jin Cancan, because his Taoist body was already pure and there was no reason for him to be hurt by a junior who was only in the Yang Shen realm.
He ignored them and even straightened his chest to block the two fingers, while he exerted force with the hand holding the shovel.
The shovel broke through the wind and rain, and as Jincan's wrist turned, it hit his chest.
Given Gu Zhuo's current position, in three breaths at most, his back would hit the shovel, causing his spine to be broken and shattered.
suddenly.
Jin Cancan frowned, and a slight pain came from his heart.
That sword finger was actually able to break his pure Taoist body!
This accident once again startled him, causing his wrist to slow down a little.
It was this tiny difference that allowed Gu Zhuo to escape in an unimaginable way before the shovel fell.
The shovel finally stopped falling and hit Jin Cancan's body.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the white light in the clouds was getting brighter and brighter.
The rumbling sound was heard by the world, as if the wrath of thunder would fall at any moment.
Jin Cancan looked at Gu Zhuo as if he had seen a ghost, with an extremely bitter expression, and said helplessly: "Who the hell are you?"
While speaking, he never stopped his actions and continued to swing the shovel.
The heavy rain was condensed into chains by the strong wind, which kept wrapping around the shovel in his hand and forced him to slow down.
At this moment, Jin Cancan even had the illusion that he was wrestling with the world.
Gu Zhuo was in the wind and rain, his clothes were wet.
The rain kept flowing down his tied hair, but it did not make him look at all embarrassed, and he was inexplicably calm.
He clashed with the iron shovel that broke through the wind and rain repeatedly, but was never hit directly. However, he still had wounds on his body, and the blood was washed away by the water before it could even emerge.
If this situation continues for less than half a quarter of an hour, Gu Zhuo will bleed to death.
But half a quarter of an hour was enough time for the retainers of the old families in the capital to come out and do their utmost to save his life.
At that time, who would kill Gu Zhuo in public?
Jin Cancan did not accept this ending.
So he used that Taoist method again.
A golden light rose.
Shining through the evening rain.
This chapter is five thousand
(End of this chapter)