My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 415 Choice

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qiong suddenly felt a chill between his brows.

A flying sword shot straight at his forehead.

He still had a smile on his face, extended his right hand, and flicked his middle finger lightly with his thumb.

boom!

The sword that ranked among the top thirty in the world on the list of famous swords shattered instantly.

Then he felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively kicked backward.

With a muffled groan, the person who attacked from behind instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

With his hands joined together like swords, he drew a semicircle in front of him, splitting six or seven innate elders in two, cruelly cut in half at the waist!

"Try harder, I can do it." Wu Qiong smiled. "You can't see my swordsmanship if you're this weak."

The elder gritted his teeth, held his index and middle fingers together in front of him, and then pointed at Wu Qiong, who was not far away!

The building suddenly trembled.

Not only that, but even the entire mountain range where the Xuantian Sect was located suddenly began to tremble.

"What's going on?" Somewhere in the back mountains, Ye Yuxi, with her white hair, frowned slightly.

She pressed down on the restless "Snow Stack" stuck in the ground and looked in the direction of the Grand Elder's residence.

Suddenly, she opened her beautiful eyes wide.

Thousands of wooden swords, iron swords, famous swords, and even divine swords flew hundreds of feet into the sky, and then fiercely shot towards a certain place of Xuantian Sect!

"This is..." Ye Yuxi exclaimed in surprise, "'A thousand mountains covered in snow, all people vanished'? What happened?"

"A thousand mountains covered in snow at dusk, all people annihilated"—the strongest move in the Xuantian Sect's signature sword technique!

Currently, there are fewer than five people in the Xuantian Sect who have mastered this move, and among them, only the Grand Elder possesses such power.

But this is the Xuantian Sect. Who is he going to deal with?

Ye Yuxi gritted her teeth, shouldered the giant sword, and ran in that direction.

"Not bad in terms of power." Wu Qiong looked through the roof at the thousands of flying swords of various kinds flying towards him, shook his head, and said, "Unfortunately, they're too slow."

"Years" was unsheathed, and Wu Qiong infused it with the primordial energy of heaven and earth, then casually waved it towards the sky.

A hundred-foot-long sword beam shot into the sky! Thousands of flying swords vanished in an instant!

"The Xuantian Sect is nothing special," Wu Qiong sighed. "After fighting Li Tianxie, you trash are truly disappointing."

"Now," he said, holding the crimson longsword level, "it's time for you to sacrifice yourselves for the Xuantian Sect."

"Sword Six: No Thoughts".

Time, space, thought, and everything else are frozen in this moment.

Wu Qiong's long sword pierced through their bodies, leaving no wounds, yet taking everything away from them.

Now that the roof is gone, there is only one person left inside.

Looking up at the snowflakes dancing in the sky, Wu Qiong breathed out a soft breath.

Watching his breath rise and then dissipate into nothingness, he leaned against the door, a slight smile playing on his lips, his expression one of helplessness.

Just a door away behind him, a person's forehead was pressed against the door, and the heat transmitted through the thin door to his back.

Sister Ye has finally arrived.

"Brother Qu, is that you?"

He did not answer.

She said to herself, "It's only you."

"Why? I've already left. I've already given up."

Two clear tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Looks like I have no choice but to be strong." Ye Yuxi wiped her eyes, her bright smile returning. "I told you I wouldn't let you see me cry, so don't come out here."

Wu Qiong remained silent.

After a long while, he straightened up.

"Are you leaving?" Ye Yuxi rested her head against the door, her delicate hand gently stroking the door panel, as if she wanted to linger in the warmth she had just felt.

The opposite side is where Wu Qiong had just placed his hand.

"Hmm," Wu Qiong replied, his voice hoarse.

"Will we ever see each other again?"

"Yes," Wu Qiong said firmly.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Ye Yuxi leaned against the door and slowly sat down, looking up at the sky.

Snowflakes drifted and scattered, and the wind howled.

The sinful man left, taking another step toward 404.

After all, the master-disciple relationship shouldn't be too explicit.

Five days later, the snow fell even harder.

Alone on the summit, the cold wind kept blowing.

Wu Qiong suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, a feeling that no one could understand.

The world is so vast that he felt as if he had nowhere to belong.

It's time to make a choice.

No, or rather, he had already made his choice.

He got up, brushed the snow off his body, and leaped off the mountaintop, disappearing into the boundless snowstorm.

It was February, and the snow and wind had not subsided.

One person came to the Yujianmen Ruins in Shuozhou on this day.

The heavy snow that had lasted for months had buried everything in the past of the Jade Sword Sect under the snow. At this moment, the place was covered in white. Apart from some ruins and the blackened bloodstains left on them, there seemed to be no trace of a sect that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

With a casual wave of his hand, Wu Qiong swept away the several-foot-deep snow, revealing the broken marble floor tiles underneath, as well as some frozen bones with rotting flesh hanging from them.

Wu Qiong walked straight toward the master bedroom without glancing to the side.

Upon arriving at the destination, he was slightly dazed.

This scene overlaps with a scene from twenty years later.

Except for those who are not by my side.

With a raised palm and a downward slap, a crater ten feet deep was punched into the ground, revealing a hole in the ground.

Entering the cave, and following the downward-sloping stone steps for several hundred steps, a tightly closed stone door appears before you.

He placed his palm on the stone door, and with a slight effort, the stone door opened.

Upon entering, Wu Qiong stopped in his tracks.

In front of me was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.

"Sect Leader Li, you've arrived." The middle-aged man opened his eyes, startled: "Who are you?!"

Li Tianxie clearly promised him, could it be that he went back on his word?

Wu Qiong frowned: "The Jade Sword Sect Master?"

He made a deal with Li Tianxie?

"Who are you?" The man didn't answer, but stood up and asked warily.

"Who I am is unimportant. What matters is that Li Tianxie is dead, and the Demonic Sect has fallen." Wu Qiong drew his longsword. "You will die too."

The Jade Sword Sect Master's face turned pale, and he turned to run away.

But where could he possibly run to in this secret room?

Wu Qiong casually finished him off with a single sword strike, then walked to the stone wall facing the entrance and gently touched the keyhole.

He pulled out "Years No. 1", slowly inserted it, and then twisted it.

Click.

The sound of mechanical gears filled the air as the stone wall slowly opened.

Wu Qiong had lost interest in pondering why "Time" was the key to this place, and he slowly walked in.

Inside was a slightly smaller, secret room.

There was already someone in the secret room at this moment.

The woman with purple eyes, dressed in white, stood with her hands behind her back, lost in thought with her eyes closed.

Hearing the noise, she turned around, her purple eyes as calm as still water: "Have you thought it through?"

Wu Qiong took a deep breath and solemnly said, "Yes, I've made up my mind."

"Very good." The big boss nodded. "Go on, I need to hurry back for dinner."

Wu Qiong: "."

He took a deep breath and stated his choice: "I want to go back twenty years."

That's right, he chose to stay in this world.

This choice is actually quite easy. He lived for twenty-four years in his previous life, and he has lived for about twenty years in this world in this life as well.

Past lives and present lives are already blurred.

But he had considered that if he chose to go back, he would never see Xiaobai and Xuanji again in this life.

And don't forget, he's a soul transmigrated. Who knows what time period he was in his previous life, and what about his appearance?

But if they stay, there is still hope that he can bring them back to their original world after he reaches the "Other Shore Realm".

Once you think about it this way, the choice becomes very simple.

But

The purple-eyed tycoon tilted his head slightly and uttered a single sentence that plunged Wu Qiong's heart into hell:

"I'm sorry, I can't travel through time. Your return to twenty years ago was just an accident."

It's time to fill in the plot hole, a huge one that was dug more than a hundred chapters ago.

(End of this chapter)