C13 The end is also the beginning of the choice

The old man turned his head to look at Zheng Yu, and slowly said, "Your debt, mine, will have to settle with Yun Zhe and Zheng Qiying."

Without waiting for Zheng Yu to speak, a loud and clear voice came from the outside, "Alright, today you will calculate with me."

The two walked out of the cave at the same time, looking at the countless people waiting outside. In Zheng Yu's eyes, it was not surprising to see that the person mentioned by his master was Zheng Qiying!

The old man suddenly gave a loud screech as he flew through the air. He slowly waved his hands in the air. He didn't look like any other person. There were many flashes of light, but a mass of thunder and lightning slowly formed between his hands.

Lightning!

Zheng Yu himself had read many books, but he had often seen experts bringing rain and rain to support them, or borrowing the strength of the mountains and rivers to support them, but there was only a single line in the book that stated the art of lightning, the technique of lightning, it was extremely mysterious. If a normal person used it forcefully, they would definitely die of exhaustion.

Now that Zheng Yu had personally witnessed this seemingly ordinary old man, he was able to forcefully create a ball of lightning!

Behind Zheng Qiying, the faces of many experts of Yun Zhe changed. They knew that this old man's mystical Qi had reached a level that was difficult for them to understand. They felt like ants when they looked at themselves!

However, the only person on the stage who hadn't changed his expression still stood there elegantly. With a casual wave of his hand, a red ball of light flew out, striking towards the lightning bolt that the old man had just thrown out.

Those with a discerning eye could see that the red light was the Yunzhe Sect's most precious treasure, named Hongwu Tianguang.

The moment this piece of treasure was brought out, everyone let out a sigh of relief. Zheng Yu's face immediately grew grave. He had heard of the name of the Skypiercing Light before. Patriarch Yun Zhe had relied on the power of his innate divine artifact to escape calamity many times.

When the two collided, no one expected an explosion. The lightning was actually completely absorbed by the swan!

The old man slowly descended, his clothes rustling.

Zheng Yu hurried forward, but the old man held up a hand to stop him, "I'm fine!"

Zheng Qiying raised his hand to retrieve the divine tool and looked at the two of them indifferently. It was more accurate to say that the old man was the only one here, while Zheng Yu was not even in his eyes.

"Long time no see, big brother!" Zheng Qiying looked at the old man and lightly said.

Everyone present, including Zheng Yu and Zheng Qi, was stunned. No one had heard that the head of the Yun Zhe family had a big brother.

No one knew what he meant, except for Zheng Qiying and the old man in black.

"Do you really have the nerve to say that?" The old man closed his eyes, as if he did not dare to think about those past days. "I don't dare to be your big brother, and I don't dare to be the big brother of Yun Zhe's family head. Do you dare to speak of the crazed actions of the Zheng Family today?"

"Haha, I recognize you as my big brother, but you are Yun Zhe's rebel. Do you think anyone will believe your words?" Zheng Qiying said with disdain, but Zheng Yu could see the panic on his face.

"In that case, how about I tell it to everyone here?" The old man's hair stood on end, and it was obvious that he was extremely agitated.

"I'm all ears, but did you say someone believed you?" Zheng Qiying still wore a calm and indifferent expression.

"I believe you!" Zheng Yu shouted, even though Zheng Qiying looked at him as if he wanted to kill him.

"Alright!" Hundreds of years ago, Yun Zhe was still a small and honorable sect. But 400 years ago, Yun Zhe suddenly became the leader of a small and honorable sect, and the reason is because the next Yun Zhe's family head had a mystical Qi art that transcended common people. Yun Zhe's cultivation speed is faster than any other cultivator's cultivation method. His cultivation speed is not like the step by step method of the righteous path, but more like a demonic one. "

After he said this, there was another bolt of thunder that struck fear into everyone's hearts. All along, the righteous Yun Zhe cultivated the evil ways, who would believe this?

The old man ignored the crowd and said, "Yun Zhe used the world's number one evil technique. You have all heard of it before. However, the others are just a front. The purpose of this array is to sacrifice the first child of the next generation of the Zheng Family, Zheng Yu, and transfer his true incarnation of the Evil God to this Zheng Qiying! "

The old man glared at Zheng Qiying and said, "Tell me, is what I, Zheng Qiling, said true?"

Zheng Yu now knew the whole truth of the matter. He also knew that the old man in front of him was his uncle, his real name was Zheng Qiling. He also realized that this uncle of his was probably a sacrifice as well!

Zheng Qiying clapped her hands and laughed out loud, "Big brother, you have committed a grave crime, but I can still let you off just because of my brotherly feelings. But now, you have disgraced your own sect, so you must die!"

Zheng Qi Ling actually laughed at the same time and said, "I am not done yet, back then I could not cultivate mystical Qi, and you did not let me out of the house, so how much humiliation did I suffer? But when I understood the secrets of heaven and comprehended the Thunder Art, you approached me presumptuously, I thought you were the one who had discovered it, acknowledged me as your big brother, and taught me with all your heart and soul, but what did you do to frame me, and almost caused me to die, at that time I was lucky enough to escape. However, did you think that you killed everyone who knew about the inside story, and not a single person was left behind? Since I'm back today, let's properly calculate this debt! "

Zheng Yu looked coldly at Zheng Qiying. He had never expected that this person, despite being his biological father, would actually treat him, his uncle, like an animal and not as good as him!

At this moment, Zheng Qiying's expression also changed. He knew what he had done, but he had thought that he had dealt with everyone who knew the inside information. Now that Zheng Qiling had said this, he couldn't help but feel fear.

At this moment, Zheng Qiling's figure suddenly expanded. Electricity surrounded his body as he flew up into the air and shouted, "Die!"

"Slow, it turned out to be the child's problem. How about we let the child settle it himself?" At this critical moment, Zheng Qiying spoke up.

Hearing that, Zheng Qiling stopped and frowned. "What do you mean?"

"That's good." As Zheng Qiying spoke, he rushed behind Zheng Yu like a bolt of lightning. Zheng Yu only felt his vision darken and then he completely fainted.

When Zheng Yu gradually regained his consciousness, he heard the sound of an ox-cart covered with embroidery. Judging from its sound, it was most likely on the mountain road. Looking at the blood that was constantly flowing out from his body, his lips couldn't help but curl up into a disdainful smile.

That's right, no family would want a cripple that couldn't gather spiritual energy, and at that time, his own father had chosen to sacrifice him without hesitation.

The more Zheng Yu laughed, the more mocking he became.

However, it didn't matter if he just died. At the very most, he would no longer be a member of the damned Zheng Family.

Zheng Yu gradually lost consciousness on the horse's back until his breathing stopped.

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Ah!" The car was pulled by a green animal with a single silver horn on its head. It was still moving along the winding road.

The voice belonged to Lin Jun, who was currently tied to a wooden bed within the carriage. He could barely raise his head. He had felt pain all over his body just now, and there were a few spots where he had felt intense pain. It was so painful that he wished he were dead. He slowly raised his head, wanting to see his condition. A body covered in blood immediately appeared in front of him. His long coat was tattered, and every part of it was filled with red blood. He felt a wave of dizziness assaulting him.

He thought that although he was in such a terrible condition, it was good enough that he didn't die. He shifted his left hand, and a sharp pain struck again. He looked at his arm, and took a stab at the elbow. His heart clenched, his pupils contracted, and in the next second he burst into the loudest shout of his life. His head tilted and he fainted.

When he woke up again, the sky was already dark. His first thought was, "How the hell can I still wake up?" According to his calculations, he had already died from excessive bleeding. At this moment, he noticed that the blood had stopped flowing out of the wound. Although the bones and tendons in his arm were broken, the wound actually didn't bleed much. Although he felt pain all over his body, it didn't seem to be as severe as he had imagined. Everything was acceptable, Lin Jun thought. He quietly observed the surroundings.

At first he thought he was in an ambulance, but he didn't see the bottles, the white sheets, or the people in the white coats. The most important thing was that there was no sound of the motor rumbling. The sound of the four hooves galloping was exceptionally loud in the silent environment. The car shook slightly, and like an electric drill, it drilled into Lin Jun's ears. The interior of the room was extremely simple. There was nothing else apart from the hard wooden board underneath him.

Lin Jun sighed softly. He did not expect this outcome. He had thought of many possible outcomes, but each of them were vastly different from this one. He felt sure he was in a car, perhaps being driven to the deserted northwest now, and a torture was inevitable.

He remembered what had happened.

The day after Lin Jun finished reading the biography of the fantasy novel, he took two thousand dollars from his home and sent it to the hospital. He did not expect to be blocked by a group of guys holding sabers and iron pipes soon after he left. How could he not know how powerful they were? He turned around and ran, but there were still people chasing after him, shouting "Beat this kid to death!". Lin Jun was scared out of his wits by the chase. A few f * ckers appeared from the corner in front of him. He suddenly turned around and entered the small alley. He ran faster than he had ever learned in his life, but by then it was useless. He had only taken a few steps after turning the corner when he saw three men standing in front of him, shoulder to shoulder, gleaming machetes and steel pipes.