novelaction Chapter 420 The weak have no right to bargain
Chapter 420 The weak have no right to bargain
"Who cares about you!"
"A bunch of wicked people!"
Jiang Yuezhi knew that they were disappointed and did not try to stop them.
Just as Song Huaijin was about to leave with his men, a frail child hugged his legs and said, "Brother Daoist, are you going out to set up camp again? My mother said it will be much colder at night. Can you please not go out?"
Although Song Huaijin felt reluctant, he still pushed the child away.
He said coldly, "We are leaving."
The refugees, suffering from prolonged cold and hunger, looked bewildered. "Where are the Immortal Lords going?"
"Are the Immortal Lords going to ignore our lives?"
Someone angrily said, "How dare you say that! We were so kind as to save your lives! And you ate our disciples!"
"what?"
"How could this happen?!"
They repeated what had just happened and were about to leave.
When the refugees heard that they were determined to leave, they began to beg for mercy.
"My Lord, if you leave, how will we survive?"
"Immortal Lord, it's them who have evil intentions! We absolutely have no such intentions! We can't thank you enough for your great kindness!"
"Okay, we've made up our minds to leave. There's no point in anything you say."
If they withdrew the protective formation at this time, they would all freeze to death here.
For a moment, the refugees all felt miserable.
This put the monks in a difficult position.
To go or not to go?
Let’s go, what about these innocent people?
If they don't leave, what will happen to their dead disciples?
Just as they were struggling, the child grabbed Song Huaijin's leg and said, "Brother Taoist, didn't you say you would wait with us until the sun comes out? Why are you suddenly going back on your word?"
The child's clear eyes made Song Huaijin dazed for a moment.
It’s heaven beyond heaven at this moment.
The air is ethereal, the scenery is lush and moist.
The purple-robed goddess plays chess with the white-robed immortal.
The purple-robed goddess held the black piece in one hand and looked at the scenes in the human world with the Xutian Mirror.
"Immortal Venerable, do you think someone might be able to break the deadlock?"
The White-Robed Immortal King looked indifferent, "It's already a dead end, there's no point in saying more."
"Then if the Immortal Venerable chooses to save him or not?"
"Firstly, the monks have no ability to rescue such a natural disaster. Secondly, the human race is greedy by nature, and this natural disaster is their own fault. If these foolish monks don't leave, are they waiting to be ripped apart and drained of their marrow?"
The purple-robed goddess smiled and said, "What a pity! The human race and the world of immortal cultivation share the same fate. The human race is guilty of the same crime, but the world of immortal cultivation has suffered for no reason."
"Tao follows nature. Everything in the world is born and dies. How can there be innocence?"
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Human race, camp.
"Master, if I may not sacrifice my life for your brother's, please don't leave! If you leave, there will be no hope for the people here!"
Song Huaijin's eyes were bloodshot. "What's the point of me wanting your life? If I kill you, will my junior brother come back?!"
"He's still so young! He's still so young!"
At this time, Xie Fu's voice came, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Xie Fu tied up a dozen refugees. "Ouch! Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Are you here to persuade us too?"
Xie Fu quickly waved his hands, "I absolutely don't mean that, absolutely not!"
"They killed our people, but you didn't even show any reaction and just walked away so easily. Isn't that too easy for them?"
Song Huaijin gritted his teeth, "I certainly want to kill them, but a cultivator cannot attack mortals without reason."
The dozen or so refugees who were originally extremely worried felt like they had received a golden ticket of immunity from death when they heard that monks could not attack mortals without reason.
"They killed our people, how can it be said that they were unjustified?"
Song Huaijin raised his eyebrows.
Oh yeah, why didn’t he remember it?
Song Huaijin drew his sword and walked towards them. The refugees immediately knelt down and begged for mercy:
"Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, please let us go!"
"We don't dare anymore, never again!"
"My Lord, please have pity on me. I have another baby in my belly!"
"My Lord, I have old people above me and young children below me!"
Although Song Huaijin was full of hatred, he still felt compassion at this time.
"Who among you did it?"
"Niu Er!"
Everyone pointed at a tall, bearded man.
"You sons of bitches, it's true that I did it, but it wasn't your idea? Now that something went wrong, you blame it on me!"
"Anyway, it was you who did it. You killed that little Taoist priest. It has nothing to do with us!"
Without waiting for Niu Er to make any more excuses, Song Huaijin raised his sword and killed him.
He finally softened his heart and said, "One life for one life."
Xie Fu sighed.
They are such kind people.
The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I'm timid and didn't dare to use a knife."
"What are you talking about? Wasn't it your bad idea?"
"Hey! You're blaming me now. Didn't you say that eating the flesh of a Taoist priest could make you immortal?"
"Have you said enough?" Xie Fu's question immediately made their scalps tingle.
This girl is not a good person.
In an instant, Xie Fu used magic to hang up all the remaining people.
Such a scene made the whole audience silent.
Xie Fu's voice was loud and clear, and he was intimidating without even getting angry. "I'm sure you've all heard what happened just now, so I won't go into details."
"These dozen or so people were involved in the murder of our disciples, so there's no such thing as one life for one life. I think it should be at least ten lives for one life."
"What do you mean? You're going to kill us all, you bitch!"
"How can you be so cruel, you bitch! We didn't do anything!"
Xie Fu narrowed her eyes and smiled at those who insulted her, but the cold smile did not reach her eyes.
She raised her hand, made a hand gesture, and cut off the tongues of several people.
Blood splattered immediately.
The timid ones couldn't help but scream when they saw this scene.
The purple-robed goddess who saw this scene from Tianwaitian was slightly stunned.
He said to the white-robed Immortal beside him, "This little girl is really a ruthless person."
Immortal Master Hengyu gritted his teeth, "More than just a ruthless person, this damn girl has so many deadly tricks!"
"Who is this person? Is he the reincarnation of some demon?"
"Just an ordinary monk."
The purple-robed goddess uttered a soft "Oh" and her mind was no longer on the chess game, but on the scene of the Xutian Realm.
Xie Fu walked around them and said, "Actually, what I said just now wasn't very strict. It wasn't ten lives for one life, but no matter how many people participated today, they all had to die."
"Why!"
"You vicious bitch! You're not a cultivator at all, you're a devil! A monster!"
"Why are you using all of our lives to exchange for that little Taoist priest's life? Are your lives as monks so precious? Are our lives so worthless?!"
All beings are equal, and those who practice Taoism would never say such words that show they are superior to ordinary people.
But Xie Fu said bluntly, "Why? Because we are strong and you are weak. Weak people have no right to bargain, and our lives as cultivators are more valuable than your lives as mortals."
"Why!!!"
"Out of millions of people, only one with a destiny to become an immortal is chosen. And among those millions, only a handful can persist in their cultivation. They cultivate day and night, taking it as their mission to save the common people. No matter how hard or tiring it is, they never complain. What is the secret behind this?"