Chapter 145: I Must Get a Check-up Tomorrow
d exchanged furtive glances.You know, the boss rarely leaves a meeting suddenly. Usually, whoever comes has to wait.This time, the meeting was actually suspended. So whoever it is must be quite import...Knowing that Lu Ming Deng's changes came from Xie Nian, I wasn't too worried.
Although I still don't know why Xie Nian, this powerful member of the gentry, hid his strength within the Jingmen, and why he approached me, most of what Xie Nian has done is without ill intent.
Then, I looked at the other Wangzihao assassins and asked, "They should be alive, just unconscious."
After that deadly ring was pointed down by Wang Qing's finger, the other three Wang Zihao assassins had already fainted and lost their ability to act.
Lu Ming nodded and said nothing.
And yet I saw the sudden redness in his eyes.
I understand. I sighed.
Lu Ming's lamp, affected by the killing qi, saw his master killed and went completely mad.
After the killing intent dissipated, Lu Ming became remarkably calm. He answered my questions with a normal expression, telling me about his experiences during that time.
But....
Is Lu Ming Deng truly at peace
He wasn't at peace. The turmoil within him was something no one else could possibly understand. His master, who had raised him for so many years, was killed right before his eyes. This kind of pain, perhaps only I could comprehend even a little bit.
Lu Ming is that kind of person. No matter how painful his heart is, or how many emotions he has, he won't show them on his face.
"Let these three King's Mark assassins lie here in this brick house for now. Let's go bury the King of Dew together."
I told Lu Ming.
Lü Ming just nodded and then held the King of Dúm up by himself.
We walked to the bank of the Yellow River.
According to Lu Ming Deng's wishes, I cremated King Dun's remains. In the end, Lu Ming Deng scattered King Dun's ashes into the Yellow River.
After finishing these things, Lu Ming Deng sat by the Yellow River in a daze.
I stood behind him, watching. I don't know if it was my imagination, but looking at his back, the sea lamp in front of me seemed to have become a completely different person.
"Chen Qi, everyone related to me is dead."
Lu Ming opened his mouth and spoke.
His words sent a shiver down my spine.
He was the Taisui Child. He had no father. That swine-like creature was his mother, and King Dun was equivalent to his father. In the affair of Liuguo, both of Luming Deng's only relatives died on the banks of the Yellow River.
But at this moment, what stirred my heart was something else entirely.
I had a thought.
To be honest, the reason why King Dan died has a lot to do with me. It was because I didn't immediately use the killing move Black Cicada.
But to get to the root of it, it can be traced back to Xie Nian! It was Xie Nian who made me not use his killing move, Black Cicada, until the very last moment.
The killing blade black cicada is Xie Nian's, he gave it to me as his trump card. Of course, I have to listen to him.
Before, I didn't think much about it, but now, I have my doubts. Could it be that Xie Nian doesn't want Duan Wang to live
After the water disaster, Xie Nian had planned everything. How could he have possibly anticipated that if I hadn't immediately used the killing move with the black cicada, perhaps King Dun and the others would not have survived
This thought is a bit conspiratorial.
Lu Ming Deng had also told me before that when he saw Xie Nian, the woman was still alive. But after he soaked in the blood pool, Lu Ming Deng revived again, but the woman died.
The death of the woman, who was murdered and mutilated, is related to that pool of blood, and also to Xie Nian.
Think about it....
It seems Xie Nian intentionally wants to make Lu Ming a "lone wolf"!
"This is my fate, I don't deserve to have any family..."
Lu Ming spoke in a low voice, his tone desolate.voice, "Ah Jin! Let them leave.""Can't go.""Let them leave!" The old man's heavy words fell, and the atmosphere in the entire living room instantly dropped to zero.Looking at the two icy-faced grandfa...