Destiny is ashes

Chapter 49: Killing is the way to forgiveness

"Magic power?" "Internal energy is like a river?!" "Kill him, he's alone!" "Impossible, he was already strong enough without internal energy, now that it's like a river, we're doomed to fail!"

The leader was killed in an instant, and the remaining four demons were suddenly in chaos. Some of them wanted to escape, some roared and rushed towards An Jing, and some collapsed and squatted on the ground, trembling.

"An Jing! It's okay for others, but I have never treated you unfairly!"

The only person who could still speak looked at An Jing and slashed the demon disciple who rushed towards him in two with his sword in silence. He collapsed and shouted: "Am I not good to you?!"

Seeing the appearance of the man in front of him, and because he did not attack him actively, An Jing stopped the sword in his hand.

"Yes, it is very good."

Nodding slightly, he replied softly: "I still remember you gave me an orange candy, that's my favorite flavor."

An Jing's memory was indeed very good. In addition to orange candy, he remembered that the rider in front of him had secretly stuffed jerky into his over-trained body and had also passed candy to other children.

But An Jing had also heard his voice on that rainy night, and knew that he was also the one who guarded Dongshan Farm and supervised the children who were slaughtered and made into medicine.

So, how did he do it?
He gets along with them warmly during the day, and then slaughters the children who may have been grateful and admired him during the day at night?

Because of the boiling curiosity in his heart, even though he knew it was not the right time, An Jing still stopped the sword in his hand and asked his doubts in a low voice.

The rider expressed his true thoughts: "When the Cult bought you, I felt that you were already dead. Everything I did was to comfort you before you died."

"But you should die when you are supposed to die. You are supposed to die from storms, droughts, heavy snow, earthquakes or other people. What difference does it make if you are killed by me? This is your fate! And if we eat you, it means that you are with us. We live on in your place. What's wrong with that?"

"Trust me, An Jing! I will act quickly, and they won't feel any pain! It will be much faster than starving or freezing to death!"

"Not to mention, An Jing, aren't you still alive? You are not destined to die. You are not like those dead children. You are different. You have a destiny. You are different from those failed mortals..."

The rider spoke as a matter of course and with great frankness.

He truly felt that way, and his comfort and concern were also genuine. While knowing the truth about the blood pill and sacrifice, he felt pity and sympathy for these sons of disaster from the bottom of his heart, so he wanted to treat the children better before they died.

How human.

This is what An Jing hates the most and what he wants to vomit the most - the followers of the Demon Cult are actually still human beings, they can actually still be human beings!
If it were pure evil, it would be fine, but why would it have to be like a person?

——What kind of evil world can turn people into such evil ghosts? !

"You are a good person...haha, a good person in the Demon Cult!"

With indescribably complex emotions churning in his heart, An Jing lowered his head, but no tears fell.

When he raised his head again, the boy's eyes were burning fiercely, and white water vapor rose from the sides of his pupils and dissipated from the corners of his eyes: "If you were born in a peaceful world, maybe you really would be such a good person."

He clenched his teeth, letting the taste of blood fill his mouth: "So think of me as a natural disaster! Because I will definitely kill you, completely kill you all!"

"Killing is the way to absolve sin! Your sins, all of your sins, are borne by me! But I... will not let you continue to make mistakes!"

The next moment, An Jing gathered his strength with his waist and shoulders, and swung the sword in his hand violently. All the strength in his body gathered into one, transforming into a sharp bloody light, which slashed towards the demon disciple who was also roaring and drawing his sword.

The sword light grew bigger and bigger in his eyes...

Then, it was pitch black.

There was a flash of blood, all the demons were killed, and An Jing raised his head.

He saw that the Red-Armored Guards who were chasing after the Demon Cult group had simply stabbed the fleeing demon to the ground with their spears.

"who is it?"

The other party also raised their heads, and looked at An Jing who helped them intercept the demons with doubtful eyes hidden behind their helmets, and then they were slightly moved: "Young man?" "Qi soldiers?!"

The three Red Armor Guards were both very professional and capable. They immediately noticed the difference between the Blood Evil Sword in An Jing's hand and An Jing's strength: "Inner breath is like a river... At this age, inner breath is like a river? What a monster!"

"Be careful, this guy is no small matter, call for reinforcements!"

"Wait, Captain..."

A red-armored guard seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "In the rituals of the Tianyi Demon Cult, aren't the sacrifices all boys and girls? Could it be that the ritual of the Demon Cult failed and was backfired by someone..."

"The target we are trying to rescue, Commander Gu's granddaughter, should be in the ceremonial team..."

"This strength, according to the intelligence..."

Even ordinary internal energy warriors couldn't hear it from such a distance, but after An Jing practiced the Pure and Tranquil Sword, his five senses became more acute, so he could hear the other party's whispers: "Red Armor Guards? The goal is to rescue Commander Gu's granddaughter?"

"Commander-in-chief... Inspector-in-chief? Or Jiedushi? I'm not good at history... Anyway, who is the commander-in-chief of our Northern Frontier Hanhai Road?"

"That young man over there."

After a moment of alert communication, the leading Red Armored Guard turned around and asked in a rather gentle tone: "Is your name An Jing?"

"Ok?"

An Jing, who was waiting in silence and ready to take action at any time, was puzzled: "How do you know my name?"

But he soon realized: "So that's how it is. There really is an undercover agent in the Demon Cult. Even my name has been leaked."

"Yes." He responded, but did not put down the sword in his hand.

"We are the Great Chen Red Armor Guards, and we are here to rescue you."

The captain took off his helmet, revealing a simple square face. He signaled his team to put away their weapons as a gesture of goodwill: "Since you are An Jing, do you know anything about a girl named 'Gu Yeqi'?"

"Where is she now?"

——Is it really Ye Qi?

An Jing was stunned. He had some guesses when he heard that the commander's surname was Gu, but he didn't expect it to be Gu Yeqi.

Isn't she the daughter of the medicine shop? Her father was also an ordinary person who was exiled in the northern border. She doesn't look like the daughter of a high-ranking official... Could it be that they are an illegitimate son and granddaughter?

But it shouldn't be...

"Gu Yeqi?"

Just as An Jing was lost in a brief thought, a somewhat puzzled voice came from behind An Jing: "What a familiar name..."

An Jing glanced sideways and found several young boys and girls who had just escaped from the dungeon. They were holding the weapons of the demon cult instructors and disciples killed by An Jing. They mustered up the courage to open the door of the village and wanted to fight with An Jing.

This was obviously a little late - of course, it could also be that An Jing killed too quickly. In short, when they found that there were no more enemies of the Demon Cult except the Red Armor Guards, they were a little confused.

It was in this situation that they heard Gu Yeqi's name from the Red Armor Guard.

The leader, the girl named Yi Qing who was rescued by An Jing first, recalled and said suddenly, "Oh, right! Isn't that Brother An's follower?"

"attendant?"

An Jing could directly feel that the gazes of those red-armored guards looking at him suddenly became hot.

(End of this chapter)