APTnovel Chapter 116 We are all sinners...
Chapter 116 We are all sinners...
at the same time.
Luofu, a prison for the destitute.
"Aaaaaahh ...
The mournful roar still echoed.
Blade's eyes were now completely filled with crimson.
A terrifying aura of destruction surged wildly from his body, transforming into a tangible black mist that swirled around him.
"Lu Li... Bai Heng..."
Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared.
A figure appeared in front of him.
Watching that figure struggling frantically in the chains, like a demon from hell.
The newcomer's gaze was extremely complex.
"Yingxing..."
He murmured softly, his voice carrying a barely audible sigh.
Upon hearing this name, which had been almost forgotten by time, Blade's movements abruptly halted.
He slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the phantom before him.
"Jing...Yuan..."
"Calm down," Jing Yuan sighed.
"calm……?"
"Hahaha...hahaha!!!"
The sound of the blade was hoarse, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together, and the laughter was filled with endless pain and resentment.
"We sinners shouldn't live, nor do we deserve to live!"
He roared, and the chains clanged with his movements.
"They are all dead, but I am still alive, and we are all still alive!"
"How can I calm down! How can I calm down!!!"
Looking at the crazed blade before him, Jing Yuan remained silent for a moment.
He then reached out and unleashed a golden light that enveloped the blade, suppressing the black mist surrounding him.
After doing all this.
Jing Yuan slowly turned her back to him, unwilling to look at that distorted and pained face any longer.
"In short, your current situation is very dangerous, so it's best not to let your emotions fluctuate so much."
"I'll come find you again after I've resolved things on Luofu Mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yuan's figure transformed into specks of golden light and disappeared into the prison.
Only the roar of the blade and the clanging of chains echoing from the endless darkness remained...
Shence Mansion.
Jing Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a fleeting look of weariness passing through them.
He glanced at Yanqing, who was anxiously waiting beside him, and his voice returned to its usual calm.
"Yanqing, seal off the Tianbo Bureau. No one is allowed to approach the Youju Prison."
Seeing that the general seemed to have resolved the problem, Yanqing breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Yanqing immediately clasped his hands in a fist and accepted the order: "Yes!"
After saying that, he hurriedly left with the Cloud Rider who had come to report earlier.
Jing Yuan was the only one left in the huge hall.
He walked slowly to the window and looked up at the golden sky that once again enveloped the entire universe. Above the sky, those familiar figures were still clinking glasses and laughing, as if time had never left any trace on them.
Ying Xing's desperate roar echoed in his ears once again.
"A sinner..." Jing Yuan murmured to himself, a trace of unspeakable sorrow flashing in his eyes.
Yes.
Danfeng, Yingxing... and himself.
They are all sinners.
And the man who connected them all, and then shattered that bond with his own hands.
Now, it has appeared before everyone once again.
Jing Yuan looked at the lazy figure in the sky, feeling a mix of emotions.
Lu Li...
Since you have already chosen to leave.
So why did you come back this time?
……
The images in the sky continued to play.
Ever since Jingliu bought the candy figurine for the little girl that day, her mindset seems to have undergone a subtle change.
She no longer simply followed behind Lu Li and observed silently as before, but began to actively try things out.
She would imitate Lu Li and haggle with the roadside vendors.
Although her cold expression always scared the vendors into selling to her at the lowest price.
She would go to listen to storytellers recount heroic tales, though she would frown halfway through because she found the stories illogical.
She even joined a group of middle-aged women in doing senior citizen health exercises in the square.
Although her movements were stiff like a marionette, she danced with exceptional seriousness.
Lu Li acted like a hands-off manager.
He would take her out for walks every day, while he leisurely enjoyed the life of a retired senior cadre.
That day, the two arrived outside a school.
The sound of children reciting aloud came from inside. A group of children dressed in the same clothes were reciting ancient books, swaying their heads as they were led by their teacher.
"At birth, people are inherently good. Their natures are similar, but their habits differ..."
Jingliu stood outside the window, listening quietly, a strange light seemingly flickering in his cool eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Lu Li walked up to her without her noticing.
Jingliu didn't reply, but simply asked, "Do you think they can continue to be so 'good'?"
Lu Li picked up the wine pot, took a sip, and said, "Who knows?"
"Maybe yes, maybe no."
"After all, a mortal's life is very short, and therefore they will encounter too many temptations and hardships."
"But... even those from the Immortal Ship still face the threat of the Demonic Yin Body, don't they?"
Jingliu's voice was soft, "So-called 'good' is far too fragile in the face of absolute power and endless desires."
She thought of her destroyed hometown, and of the lives that vanished in an instant before the bounty of evil.
"Yes, very fragile." Lu Li nodded, surprisingly not refuting her.
He hung the wine jug back on his waist and leaned it against the wall.
That's why we need to protect them.
Lu Li smiled as he looked at the innocent faces in the classroom.
"It is precisely because life is fragile and beauty is fleeting that someone needs to stand up and use their own strength to protect it all."
"Kyoryu, haven't you already remembered?"
"Wasn't your sword originally designed for this purpose?"
Jingliu's body trembled slightly.
Her hand gripping the sword hilt tightened unconsciously.
Yes.
Her initial motivation for practicing swordsmanship was to protect innocent lives and prevent them from repeating the tragedy that befell her hometown, Cangcheng.
But I don't know when it started.
Her sword was now only capable of "severing" and "killing".
She pursued ultimate power, but gradually forgot why she wielded the sword in the first place.
"I understand." Jingliu gazed at the children for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, the coldness in them seemed to have melted a little.
There was an added touch of warmth that was hard to describe.
"Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Lu Li raised an eyebrow as he watched Jing Liu turn around.
"Practice swordsmanship." Jingliu's tone was calm, but Lu Li could detect a firmness in it that was different from before.
Lu Li smiled and followed.
The two returned to the waterfall where they first met.
Unlike usual, Jingliu did not immediately begin swinging his sword.
Instead, he stood there quietly, eyes closed, concentrating.